Lincoln And California

The ties that bound Abraham Lincoln to California, and California to Lincoln, have long been overlooked by historians. Although the great Civil War president has been the subject of thousands of books, his important relationship with the Western state, both before and during the war—the part it played in bringing on the great conflict and the help it gave him in winning it—have been little described and imperfectly understood. In Lincoln and California Brian McGinty explains the relationship between the president and the Golden State, describing important events that took place in California and elsewhere during Lincoln’s lifetime. He includes the histories of Lincoln’s close friends and personal acquaintances who made history as they went to California, lived there, and helped to keep it part of the imperiled Union. McGinty demonstrates that California was in large part responsible for beginning the Civil War, as the principal purpose of its conquest in the Mexican War was to acquire land into which the Southern states could extend their cotton-growing and slaveholding empire. The decision of California’s first voters to exclude slavery from the state but to enact virulently racist legislation encouraged Southerners’ hope that, if they established a separate republic, it would become an independent slave nation with the power to extend its territory to the Pacific coast of North America and into the Caribbean and Latin America. Lincoln’s opposition to their plans unleashed the Civil War. As the struggle played out, however, the hopes of the proslavery Confederates were ultimately defeated because California played a vital role in helping Lincoln save the Union. Lincoln and California shines new light on an important state, a pivotal president, and a turning point in American history.

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1884 edition. Excerpt: ... NOTES, REMINISCENCES, AND REFLECTIONS TRIP TO THE PACIFIC COAST IN 1876. I left Louisville May 9, 1876, for the Pacific Coast, with my wife and my sister, Mrs. Breckinridge. It is useless to dwell upon the trip from here to Chicago, and thence due west to Omaha. It is generally fine rolling prairie skirted with timber, as you cross the various streams through the great States of Illinois and Iowa. After crossing the Missouri River at Omaha, you go several hundred miles through Nebraska, with the same undulating prairie and ordinary farm-houses, full granaries, and great herds of cattle, sheep, horses, etc., indicative of a prosperous and growing country. Then begins the desert of seven hundred miles, on which nothing seems to grow but the sage bush. There are no habitations for man except at the points where the railroad employees have built huts for their convenience and eating-stations for the passengers. These always include grog-shops and "Bourbon" whisky, a tablespoonful of which will nearly kill a man. It is amusing to see what a small thing will attract the attention of a whole train in this lonely and vast desert. The Pacific road runs for several hundred miles along and in sight of the old Mormon trail, or the overland route to California, now used by emigrants to the Black. Hills, with the old ox and horse teams, with their white wagon-sheets, and the usual accompaniment of women, white-haired little children, dogs, cows, horses, etc. Such things we would not notice at home, but on the plains they arrest the attention of all. Men and women will cease to look upon the snow-clad mountains in the distance, where the snow on the mountains and the white clouds in the sky seem to meet and mingle so that you can scarcely tell the one...