hi-,- YALE UNIVERSITY LIBRARY DEPOSITED BY THE LINONIAN AND BROTHERS LIBRARY THE LIFE OF JAMES J. HILL VOLUME I JAMES J. HILL At about 35 years of age THE LIFE OF JAMES J. HILL BY JOSEPH GILPIN PYLE AUTHORIZED " ILLUSTRATED VOLUME I GARDEN CITY NEW YORK DOUBLEDAY, PAGE & COMPANY 1917 COPYRIGHT, 1916, 1917, BY DOUBLEDAY, PAGE & COMPANY ALL RIGHTS RESERVED, INCLUDING THAT OP TRANSLATION INTO FOREIGN LANGUAGES INCLUDING THE SCANDINAVIAN PASSWORD "Make it plain and simple and true." This was the instruction, and the only one, given by James J. Hill to the writer of these volumes. They are an endeavour to realize that ideal and to fulfill that trust. AUTHOR'S NOTE The principal and richest source of material for this work was the letters, papers, and other documents of Mr. James J. Hill, placed at my disposal by him during his lifetime for this purpose; his answers to my ques tions, and his conversations with me, at different times during the ten years prior to his death, about the various phases of his work and his thought. I wish to acknowledge also with gratitude the valu able assistance I have received from others, both before and since that date. The members of Mr. Hill's family, many of his old friends, later associates, and co workers have been generous in their contributions of fact. Since in only a few cases was it practicable to give personal credit in immediate connection with the information they supplied so willingly, I take occasion here to thank them all for invaluable aid in setting forth clearly and accurately the facts and the meaning of Mr. Hill's life. Greatest and deepest of all is the debt I owe in the production of this book to her whose sympathy and understanding have been to me continuing strength and inspiration, my wife. J. G. P. CONTENTS VOLUME I PAGE Password v Author's Note vii CHAPTER I Life's Beginnings 3 II Arms and the Man 24 III Labour and Love 50 IV Getting into the Game .... 66 V The Forgotten, Memorable Years . . 83 VI Journeyings and Adventurous Days . 106 VII Early Railroad Development in the Northwest 131 VIII The St. Paul and Pacific . . . .151 IX The Genesis of an Idea . . . .168 X The Idea Takes Form and Substance . 184 XI The Tangled Web of Negotiations . . 209 XII The Purchase and Its Obligations . .231 XIII The Breathless Year 252 XIV The St. Paul, Minneapohs and Manitoba 277 XV Building the Canadian Pacific . . . 298 XVI Four Years of Fatness 327 ' XVII Finances and Farmers 349 XVIII Westward Ho! 377 XIX A Peak in Darien 402 XX The Great Northern 435- XXI Capital and Cheap Money .... 470 ix LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS James J. Hill. At about 35 years of age Photogravure Frontispiece TACING PAGE A Boyhood Portrait of Mr. Hill 112 Mrs. James J. Hill. From a photograph taken in 1888 256 "Commodore" Norman W. Kittson, Mr. Hill's partner in the steamboat business on the Red River 368 THE LIFE OF JAMES J. HILL VOLUME I CHAPTER ONE LIFE'S BEGINNINGS \THE forerunners of James J. Hill were of that sturdy stock, close to the soil and bound by life's homely duties, on which from time to time genius flowers]^ There was among them no prophecy or hint of coming greatness. But in their veins was the blood of the Celt, which flows naturally toward greatness because, for it, all things are possible. The imagination, the fervour, above all the insight into the future through perceptions raised to an almost uncanny power that gave form to his life plan and coherence to his work are a part of the dower of race. Apparently they were this boy's sole inheri tance of distinction. Forty miles west of Toronto lies the little village of Rockwood, containing to-day a population of perhaps a thousand people. It is in the township of Eramosa, to which came, from Ireland, in the early part of the last century, the Hijls and the Dunbars. Mr. Hill's grand father was James Hill, of Mar's Hill, Blackwater River, Armagh, Ireland. His grandmother was Mary Riggs of Newry, in County Down. They migrated to Canada in 1829, coming out to the brother-in-law of Mr. James Hill, a Colonel John Riggs, who lived on the shore of 3 THE LIFE OF JAMES J. HILL Lake Ontario, an officer who had served with distinction in the English army. Another uncle of James J. Hill was Admiral Warren Riggs, who was killed in a battle off the coast of Ceylon. A third was an Episcopal clergyman in Armagh. All told, there were four boys and four girls in the family of Mr. James Hill , of whom James Hill, the father of James J. and the second oldest boy, was born August 1, 1811. The father was one of the earliest occupants of what were known as the Canada Company's lands. He had settled with his family on a section of land near Guelph, in what was subsequently the county of Wellington. From him his grandson inherited some marked physical and mental characteristics. Those who knew him speak admiringly of his tremendous force of character. He had the powerful voice, the constitution of steel, and the will of adamant that reappeared in the second genera tion. He was especially distinguished for love of hos pitality and hatred of any form of injustice. Of his wife, those who remember her sum up everything good that can be written of any one in calling her a Christian gentlewoman. The Dunbars, the family of James J. Hill's mother, were originally from Scotland. The Dulmages, or Delmage as it is sometimes spelled, from whom they descended, had landed on the west coast of Ire land in the seventeenth century, and, later on, were induced with encouragement from the Government, to 4 LIFE'S BEGINNINGS start a woollen factory at Templemore. There the Dunbars, five brothers and two sisters, grew up and all of them came later to Canada. Anne Dunbar left Templemore, in Tipperary, and came with the others to the new western country in 1832. Among the children of the two families thus trans planted to new soil ready to receive the longing and the hope of that distracted fatherland across the sea, were these two, James Hill and Anne Dunbar, man and maid, just strong, simple, wholesome people, such as the Old World gave to the New in that generation|| They were neighbours; and acquaintanceship ripening rapidly into a deeper feeling, they were married at Eramosa, Ontario, in 1833. Both had been reared on farms; and upon fifty acres of land, within two miles of Rockwood, James Hill and his wife settled down to the common life of the people of the frontier. The two families were poor and the conditions of life were those familiar to all America, outside of a few large cities, in that era. The young couple lived in a log house which was put up by the husband right in the bush, as they called the forest land. He split the shingles for it, and tilled the soil for a living. His wife often said later that the happiest day of her life was when the last tree that could reach as far as the old log house, if it fell, had been cut down; then she felt safe. Here were born, in the little log house, the four children, of whom James Jerome Hill was the third. 5 THE LIFE OF JAMES J. HILL A boy born earlier and also called James had died, and the tradition that the oldest son should always be so named held good. His sister, Mary EUza, the oldest child, was born on Christmas Day, 1835, and died June 25, 1905. She married John Brooks, a neighbouring farmer, and had thirteen children. The youngest of the three, A. S. D. Hill, was born September 6, 1839. He married Emma Day and had four sons, of whom three grew to manhood. Mr. A. S. D. Hill lived on the old farm until he was of age, when it was sold. He taught for twenty-five years in the schools of Rockwood and neighbouring places, but the pull of the land was always strong and he eventually settled back into the congenial life of the farm. He farmed five hundred acres of land; a strong, active man, interested in life and bearing a decided physical resemblance to his brother. To his remarkable memory many of the details of their early family life given here are due. In 1848 the Hill family moved to Rockwood and kept a smaU hotel until the death of the father. James Hill died December 25, 1852, and his wife survived him until December 18, 1876. After her husband's death she removed, with her children, to the town of Guelph and hved there until she died, f James J. Hill's father was industrious, plodding, a Type of the millions who have subdued a continent, content to live labor ious, unmarked days and to die unknown^ ; His mother was of strong character and intense tempera- 6 LIFE'S BEGINNINGS ment, but with the limited outlook and unawakened ambitions that marked the earliest pioneers., James J. HiU inherited from her, whom he most resembled, many of his striking qualities. The necessities of life were paramount; and to have won a vantage ground from the wilderness and opened wider possibilities to the children took the place of those larger but, perhaps, not worthier conquests shaped by the ideals of a later age. Quiet, competent, undistinguished, useful people, they understood themselves and the world better than most, and found the best gift of life in harmony between their outward lot and the individual quality and the in dividual limitations. Upper Canada was different in no essential at that time from western New York and northern Ohio. The environment was the same that furnished suste nance and stimulus to a generation which left an indelible mark upon the history of this country. Life, though strenuous in the old sense, a constant struggle to wrest from nature the simple living which was the time's measure of prosperity, was uncomplicated. The new industrial era was not yet born. The railroad itself was a novelty only a little more substantially practical than the airship is to-day. The soil was the universal resource for industry. iThe family was the social unit, impaired only when some adventurous spirit broke the ranks, leaving doubt of mind and quaking of heart behind him. And the family life itself was as patriarchal 7 THE LLFE OF JAMES J. HILL as it had been in rural England or Ireland for centuries. The farm supplied most of the necessaries of life; a few came from the village store; and the local shoemaker and tailor made their periodical rounds, took measures, and furnished the remainder. Children grew up with strong bodies, clear faces, steady nerves, and minds sen sitive to new experiences. f There was nothing to create or rouse ambition. About were homely surroundings, hill and valley, farm fields and woodlands, with the village as the only opening to larger vistas?^ With its single straggling street it is to-day littlfe different from what it was seventy years ago. But then the outer spaces were more distant, the silences more profound. The weekly newspaper was still a luxury. V^The rumble of the world, so different even at its intensest centre from the roaring activity of to-day, did not penetrate country fastnesses. Life was quiet, ruminant, without initiative. Futile aspirations were not drawn out as they are now by the existence of a world atmosphere through which throb constantly the vibrations of a general consciousness and a vivid common life. But, on the other hand, actual genius of any type must be sensitive indeed to hear its call through all the mufflings of circumstance. In that day children grew like other products of nature, and one forced his way into the thick of events only as the lord of the forest overtops his fellows r^by virtue of that mysterious natural selection which gives LIFE'S BEGINNINGS to one seed germ rather than to another itspotency of surpassing vigour and capacity for growth.! James J. Hill, the second child of these parents, was born into this environment September 16, 1838. He was not notably precocious but, from his earliest days, exhibited one tendency that persisted in the man to the end of his life and was one source of his wonderful fund of informa tion. He was desperately fond of reading. Although bright and active and ready for sport, books drew him more strongly than play. He started to school at five years of age. The journey of two and a half miles through the bush to the district schoolhouse was nothing to a child of that time in that part of the country. The settlement was largely comprised of members of the Society of Friends, commonly called Quakers, and his first schoolmaster was an old man, John Harris, a Quaker born in Cork, Ireland. James Hill was a well-to-do man, according to the standards of his time. This meant that by constant labour his farm could be made to give to his family all the comforts considered essential in that day, and to his children such education as the community had to offer. In scope this was meagre; in quality, admirable as com pared with the more pretentious but less thorough in struction of our own time. The little boy in whom none remarked unusual precocity or promise had grown to school age, and the question of education became practi cal. Any old school register tells the story of country 9 THE LIFE OF JAMES J. HILL school life in Canada sixty years ago. It differed little from that familiar to the generation of Americans now past the prime of life. The day's work began with read ing from the Bible, and there was a distinct though indirect religious influence, in all the teaching done. School work was held secondary to the real business of life, which was to help in the duties of the farm and home. A bad storm, the rise of sweet sap in the maples in spring, any one of a score of such events as mark the calendar of the rural year, put the school in the back ground and impeded its work. Only elementary sub jects, as a rule, were pursued. Many parents objected to teaching the elements of Latin, then almost univer sally regarded as the foundation for all higher mental development. As many scoffed at English grammar as a useless refinement. The school was a sternly practi cal affair, constituted' for practical uses. The aver age salary of the teacher was £55 per year; and for this sum, insignificant even in those days, the com munity must usually take its choice between some up start youngster, using his little stock of knowledge as a ladder to lift him to the academy and the college, and the incapacitated clergyman or unsuccessful adventurer in business or one of the professions. Hundreds of country schoolhouses gave over tens of thousands of children to such inspiration as failure has to offer. James HiU sought something more than an ordinary education for his oldest boy. It was one of the first 10 LIFE'S BEGINNINGS characteristic notes of both father and son. This deter mination, so common in our time, was comparatively rare in farthest Canada in the 'forties. It existed only where there was a special quality both in the old genera tion and in the new. Most men of hmited education held firmly that what was good enough for them was good enough for those who came after them; and that the higher education was, when not positively dangerous, a waste of time and money. Most children were only too eager to get away from the atmosphere of the school room altogether, and to rebel against or misuse the larger opportunity. The fact that young Hill was from the very beginning an exception to this rule is proof of the existence and appearance in him already at this tender age of unusual qualities of mind — quick perception, in stant absorption of elementary knowledge and thirst for more; and in his parents of an appreciation which, however far it may and must have been from any pre vision of the development and grasp of this young mind, was at least a sufficient consciousness of its divergence from the average. It was something worth care and cultivation. It merited transplanting into a richer soil than that of the ordinary village school. To such a district school James J. Hill went until he was eleven years of age. Then occurred the first critically decisive event in his life. The circumstances of the father and the eager mind of the son made fitting a larger educa tional outlook. The opportunity for it came in the 11 THE LIFE OF JAMES J. HILL institution of a private school, Rockwood Academy, to which the boy was transferred. This school was started by William Wetherald, a Quaker, and supremely fortun ate was the relation established between him and his new pupil. Most men who have made their mark in the world can trace their mental awakening to the touch of some understanding mind in earliest youth. This office WiUiam Wetherald performed for James J. Hill; and the relation thus formed was so close and fine that death alone could impair it. Wetherald was an Englishman of good birth, with Quaker ancestry and a college education. Such men, three quarters of a century ago, were to be found in charge of the academies which then furnished nearly all higher education. The public school system as we know it to-day had no existence. Colleges were few and small, the American university a rare and feeble growth. Every boy ambitious to learn looked to the academy for education. And these institutions, often more complete in their methods and more admirable in their adaptation of work to the bent of the individual student than the secondary schools of our time, were everywhere. The relation between teacher and pupil was personal. The sacrifices necessary before a child in a community where all were poor could enjoy these advantages made them a coveted privilege, instead of a hated burden or a mere conven tional social veneer. Boys worked hard and studied 12 LIFE'S BEGINNINGS hard, and must give evidence of sound mental stuff besides, before they could aspire to the academy. And the teacher in charge, called "Professor" only by those who aped the fine jargon of a more artificial society, conceived himself called to the noblest mission and honoured by the highest responsibility given to men. Such were the fitting-schools where young men and women of that generation, sometimes in coeducation but mostly apart, were prepared for the function of inde pendent thought and the trade of useful and noble living. During his formative time, the period of burning, in destructible impressions, of mental fluidity joined with dawning fixity of intellectual purpose, James J. Hill was under the influence of this remarkable man, William Wetherald. Starting with a few pupils who were ambi tious of something better than the district school could offer, Wetherald soon found the number growing as his reputation as an instructor spread. So Rockwood Academy was founded, and there the mind and spirit that were to compass a work so mighty were forged and tempered by a master hand. Probably no other human being, down to the time when he became the centre of a family of his own, not parents or friends or associates, understood this boy as did his Quaker schoolmaster. And his capacity for helpfulness was freely exercised and never forgotten. Under this direction the boy pur sued the ordinary English studies with Latin, a very little Greek, algebra, and the beginning of geometry. 13 THE LIFE OF JAMES J. HILL At that time, in addition to the elementary studies of reading, writing, geography, and grammar, the entire essentials of a good education were acquaintance with mathematics and the classics; but the material to work with was always secondary, the first requirement was thoroughness. The mind was treated as an implement; like the hand which, when trained to the limit m supple ness and muscular control, would be fit for anything because it had been made fit for all. Mental discipline, not mental craftsmanship, was the ideal. As a "sys tem" this educational method would seem to-day poverty stricken and incomplete. As a method of assur ing the best possible intellectual product it has never been surpassed. Under it James J. Hill spent four busy, happy years at Rockwood Academy. He was quick to learn and incessant in application. At fourteen years of age his formal education was finally broken off. After that time his only schooling was to be contact with the world; but through all his after life his powerful mind moved in the grooves then appointed for it, and wrought upon its new material with all that these years had given to it of precision and of power. Another influence was at work during this period — the magic touch of character upon character. In the attraction of opposites or some like obscure law may possibly be found the explanation of the extraordinary impression that the Quaker system makes upon the mind of youth. This gray creed of soberness in act 14 LIFE'S BEGINNINGS and quietism in thought does not hold the restless years in leash. Boy and girl rush into livelier, less rigidly governed living, as the sparks fly upward. But its effects persist. No other training, not even that of the convent, fixes more firmly the mould that gives charac ter its final shape. William Wetherald was a man of an incorruptible rightness of spirit. He chose deliberately what seemed to him the best things, without regard to the world's valuation. We are fashioned so largely by our standards that this example of plain living and high thinking in the master had more permanent effect than any rule of discipline or all the lore of books. Thirty years after this discipleship James J. Hill, then firmly seated in control of what he was to make the greatest enterprise of his day, and busied with a thou sand cares, addressed William Wetherald at his home in St. Catherine's as "My Dear Old Master." In the height of his prosperity he begged his old teacher to pay him a visit. "I have a nice little family of children and my good wife will be more than happy to have you as our guest. I have looked forward for some years to a time when I could have you pay us a visit and renew some of the days that were spent so pleasantly under your care. Again let nothing prevent your coming to visit your old pupil." This from the man of forty- three, to whom all eyes were turned because of the dar ing masterstroke that had already set him in places of command! It is the tribute of a soul that knows and 15 THE LIFE OF JAMES J. HILL rejoices in its obligations. And after this visit had been paid, Wetherald wrote back that he had thought much of the children whom he had seen growing up in the family in St. Paul and of their right education. He photographed himself and disclosed for the world the sort of sway under which the early years of James J, Hill had been passed in this sentence: "Knowledge, after all, is to the teacher only what colours are to the artist; tact, insight, patience, and sympathy are needed in order to give a fitting relation to light and shade and develop a perfect picture." Up to its fourteenth year, a mind singularly virile and a potential activity whibh had by that time received its strongest directive impulses were committed by providential fortune to this simple, straightforward, and noble soul, who still signs himself in the trembling fines of age, "Thy old friend and teacher." Meantime the home life was as simple and serene as the growth of mental strength, and social life on the frontier was what it is in any primitive society. Work was the order of the day, but the evenings were free. Occasionally a party of young people would pile into a sleigh, go to some neighbour's house, and dance until midnight. There were the picnics and celebrations which make the events of the year in all rural communi ties. There was also the life in the open air whenever opportunity offered. The boy was fond of all outdoor sports, but especially of shooting and fishing. At that time he became a fine shot and an expert with the rod; 16 LIFE'S BEGINNINGS tastes which were to be strong in him always and to furnish him with intense joy in the few periods of relaxa tion that he permitted himself in his busy years. His father had always intended that he should be a doctor, and he himself was not averse to that future. But the accidental stroke of an arrow in boyhood deprived him of the sight of one eye. This was as serious an obstacle to the plan as was the death of his father and the conse quent interruption of his studies. His parents were both deeply religious people; the father was a Baptist and the mother a Methodist, but the strong faith of both, uniting upon a common basis of essentials, gave the children that broad certainty of a moral and religious order in things which was one in the deepest facts in the mind and heart of Mr. Hill. His books were few. Nowhere, at that time, outside of cities, were there libraries or access to general reading matter. Few people in the country took a newspaper; few households possessed any other books than some collections of household recipes or common remedies. The Hill home was more fortunate. It made up in quality what was everywhere lacking in quantity. Its literature consisted of the works of Shakespeare, the poems of Burns, a dictionary, and the Bible. After all, a boy who grows up thoroughly familiar with all these is furnished with no mean literary equipment and no doubtful standard of taste. When young Hill was thirteen or fourteen years old he got hold of a Life of 17 THE LIFE OF JAMES J. HILL Napoleon. This interested him immensely, and pos sibly had more or less influence upon his future. Here his already dawning idea, that if a man made up his mind to do a thing it was already half done, was con firmed. And William Wetherald had opened to him the wider field of what was then, and to some great extent stiU is, the world's best literature. Responsibility came just at the time when it would be most valuable in strengthening the lines of character, without the distortion that may follow the pressure of crushing circumstance. In 1852 James Hill died; and the event, maturing rapidly a thoughtful boy, altered outwardly the whole aspect of his life. The burden of family care was now shifted to the mother's shoulders; and James J. Hill was not one to bear the thought of a too great sacrifice in that quarter. His purpose was to help; and the hope of a professional life yielded at once to the practical suggestion of the changed situation. He refused to continue at school, though both mother and teacher urged it, at the price of becoming an ad ditional charge upon the household. For the next four years he was employed as clerk in a village store. This was no empty or useless season. The bent of his mind was fixed. Work already acted upon him like a tonic. And at night and on Sundays, in every leisure hour, he read and continued his studies. His wise guide was still near, and he had the advantage of Wetherald's advice and suggestion. But he was now for the first 18 LIFE'S BEGINNINGS time measuring his strength a little against the world, and the experience was stimulating. To this time belongs the interesting recollection of Mr. W. J. McMillan, who was at the time of Mr. Hill's death a conductor on the Great Northern Railway, grown old in the service, the head of the Veteran Employees' Association, and one of Mr. Hill's most devoted men. Mr. McMillan said that he first met Mr. Hill when he was taking a party of guests over the road. The latter addressed him with that unfailing friendliness that he always showed to his men, especially when they had been long with him, and asked him if he had not been a raihoad conductor before and where he had worked. "Yes," said Mr. McMillan, "on the Great Western of Canada." "Then," said Mr. Hill, "you must have been in Guelph." Then he asked him if he remembered a little grocery store near the track, and said that was where he earned his first money. After four weeks' work his Scotch employer, on Saturday night, put his hand on his shoulder and said, "James, ye hae done right weel. If ye keep on, ye'U mak' your way in the world." Then he handed him an envelope. The boy hastened home to give the four dollars it contained, his pay for his first month of hard work, to his mother. "I never felt so rich," he said, " I never expect to feel so rich again in my life, as when I looked at those four dollars and when I handed them over to my mother." Formal education was trans- 19 THE LIFE OF JAMES J. HILL formed into a process of severe self -instruction, never to be interrupted even by the demands of such care and responsibility as rarely centre in a single individual. Moral and intellectual manhood were ripening. Already the early environment had been exhausted; it had contributed to development all that it had to give. Already the eager spirit projected itself afar. The mind of the boy, fed by historical reading, full of Plutarch, saturated with the melody of Lalla Rookh, breathing free air with Byron, creating its own congenial environ ment, had been drawn to that field which has always fired imagination and with which some of the great projects of the man were to deal — the Orient. Youth built its romance about India; and when young Hill determined to leave home and make for himseff a work in the world, it was with the more or less fixed idea in his mind that he would venture to the region where both Alexander and Napoleon had found their lure. At that time any youth whose daring stretched to projects like this turned to the sea as his only highroad; and it was with the idea of shipping as a sailor that James J. HiU began his journey into the unknown. He had saved but little capital to finance his adventure. His earnings had been given gladly to help his mother. The boy of eighteen started out with little other equip ment than a sublime faith in himself and his future. He struck southward, but his money gave out when he was near Syracuse, New York. There he obtained tempo- 20 LIFE'S BEGINNINGS rary work with a farmer and earned enough to start him again on his way. He went slowly through the state of New York, reached the seacoast, visited Philadelphia and Richmond, but found no suitable opportunity for carrying out his original scheme. In the meantime a more adventurous plan suggested itself to him and was approved as an enlargement of experience and a sus tained invitation to opportunity. In every distinguished life appear movements and events which, looking backward, we call, for want of understanding of the universal scheme, happy accidents that colour all the after years. Such, in the life of James J. Hill, was the trifling circumstance that among his schoolmates at the Rockwood Academy were some boys from the Red River settlement, and one from the far Canadian west, now the Province of Alberta. A visit to them had been talked of; and the suggestion in those days, when the interior of the continent was still as the Stone Age left it, carried romance. Moreover, the visit could be fitted into the general plan. Dissatisfied with the chance of escape into new worlds by the Atlantic seaboard, he recurred to the idea of making the trip across the plains and sailing from the Pacific coast to the Orient. So westward the star of his life led the way. Comparatively recent as is the date, it requires an effort to recall the meaning of such a journey into such a country in 1856. In 1838, the year when James J. HiU was born, Joseph N. Nicollet, the French as- 21 THE LIFE OF JAMES J. HILL tronomer and explorer, with whom was John C. Fre mont, had completed his explorations and made the first reliable map of the upper Mississippi country. The Pathfinder was the first RepubHcan candidate for President in the year when this boy's western trip ended; the region he had helped to explore was still the far frontier. Chicago was an outpost of civilization. Be yond that one must make his way to the Mississippi, take steamboat to the head of navigation, and join the Red River brigade of trappers and traders that made trips during the season between the settlement at St. Paul and those about Lake Winnipeg. Thence the way westward across the plains led into vague distances of adventure. Young Hill, full of his scheme, passed through Chicago when the walls of the Massasoit House were rising, and arrived at St. Paul, July 21, 1856, only to find that the last brigade for the Red River had left on July 5. Mr. Hill said in later years : " Major Hatch, whom some of the old settlers will recall, had been ap pointed agent for the Blackfeet Indians. I came in the middle of July, and it was so late in the season that he could not reach the Indian tribe of the eastern slope of the Rocky Mountains, the agency of which had recently been conferred upon him, and he had to wait untU next year and go by way of Fort Garry, over the plains with the hunter to the head of the Saskatchewan and Reindeer, and so on into the country where now it takes thirty hours to reach. At that time the trip LIFE'S BEGINNINGS would consume at least three months." There would not be another departure untU the foUowing spring, and he settled down to pass the winter in some occupa tion that would employ his restless vigour and secure to him means of support which were now exhausted. But the journey, the independent contact with people, the inspiration of travel, and the play of free circum stance had, in nearly a year of wandering, conferred a second and different education; one instant, imperative, lasting. He was now marooned in St. Paul, the little trading station at the head of navigation on the Missis sippi; could make no further step toward the Red River, the Pacific, the Brahmaputra, or the Ganges for many months. He must wait there, and incidentally he must work for a living, until another spring should bring the train of creaking bullock carts down from the north and set him on his way. The vision of boyhood was never entirely to be fulfilled. In the newest instead of the oldest world his lot was to be cast; and while, in years to come, his ships were to ride in the harbours of Cathay, to-day the circle of prosaic life was bounded by the muddy levee of a little trading settlement whose name had only lately shaken off the indignity of "Pig's Eye" and become "St. Paul." Transplantation had been effectively accomplished; and the strong shoot was left to gather maturity and fitness for its purpose in the new soil where it was one day to tower aloft as lord of the forest. 23 CHAPTER TWO ARMS AND THE MAN JAMES J. HILL arrived in St. Paul, July 21, 1856. An alien by birth, without an acquaintance or a friend, without means of support, he was left upon the con fines of civilization to make terms with his new environ ment. One can almost fancy the ironic humour of Destiny observing these insignificant conflicts out of which mighty things were to be born. With difficulty, however, since events now move so swiftly, can one frame a true picture of the Northwest as it was in the middle of the last century. From this remote outpost only a few high spirits were gazing at the beacons lighted on the Pacific by the recent discovery of gold in Cali fornia, across the expanse of what all except some enthusiasts, who were tacitly accepted as fanatics, agreed to dismiss with finality from future consideration as "The Great American Desert." In 1856 St. Paul was a little town of from 4,000 to 5,000 people. The territorial census of 1855 optimistically gave it 4,716. Minnesota Territory, of which St. Paul was the capital, contained from 100,000 to 150,000 inhabit ants. The federal census of 1860 made it 172,000. Its limits included the present area of the state together with 24 ARMS AND THE MAN the country now embraced in the Dakotas, to the Mis souri and White Earth rivers. Its industries, agricul tural, lumbering, and fur trading, were, with the exception of thedast-mentioned, mostly local. Means of communica tion with the outer world were too circuitous and slow to permit rapid development. At the World's Fair, held in New York in 1853, the contributions from Minnesota consisted, exclusive of daguerreotypes, unmanufactured products of the country, furs, grains, minerals, and In dian curiosities, in all amounting to sixty-two different articles. Settlement was confined to the river valleys. Along the Mississippi and the Minnesota were rich farms and flourishing villages. Back of these were the open prairie and the Big W^oods, where the Sioux and the Chippewa still lorded it undisturbed. The Red River Valley, which was to play so important a part in the new commonwealth and to witness the first great achievement of the raw boy now hunting for employment on the streets of St. Paul, was as desolate as nature had made it. From east to west, from north to south, it was known only to the Indian and the half- breed; a level waste, the home of buffalo and antelope, the hunting ground of the fox and the woff. One might travel from the headwaters of the Bois de Sioux down to the Red River and follow its course to Pembina without meeting a human being or a domesticated animal. Farther south 'this condition varied only as, year by year, new settlers pushed 25 THE LIFE OF JAMES J. HILL out from their base of suppUes along the larger water courses. Life was primitive in its isolation. The upper Missis sippi River country had as yet no rail communication with the East. All intercourse between them was by way of Galena or some other Mississippi River point, and thence to Chicago. The air, it is true, was full of great projects and a few certainties of development. In 1856 a railroad was aheady built for one hundred miles west of Chicago, with promise of reaching Prairie du Chien in another year. Another was building from Milwaukee to the Mississippi. Everything was grow ing. The amount of public lands entered or located by warrant in the territory in 1855 was more than a miUion and a quarter acres. This, the most fertile land in the world, was valued at about one dollar per acre. But there was not a foot of railroad in the territory, and industry necessarily was restricted to its crudest forms. St. Paul was a typical river town of the period. Its first inhabitant dated from the year when Mr. HiU was born. Founded by the natural law which placed a settlement at the head of navigation of every river, it had received its first charter from the Minnesota legislature in 1854, and was now bustling with the importance of the convention to frame a constitution for the state that was to be. Its site was unpromis ing. Rugged bluffs rose from the river bank, with sluggish streams oozing through the marshy ground 26 ARMS AND THE MAN between. All activity centred on the levee; the strip of ground, reached often by rough plank-ways across sloughy spaces, along the river that was the only high way to the world. There was life. There business was to be done. On that hung the enterprise of the primitive business concerns, the frame hotels, the rude residences of the frontier capital. The buildings clustered around the landing places or ran up the rough slopes of the hiUs. But red blood raced in every vein and leaped to every touch of promise and of hope. A daily line of boats plied between St. Paul and Galena, the port of arrival and departure for river trade above St. Louis. A dozen steamboats ran between St. Paul and set tlements on the Minnesota River. Each of these was crowded on every trip with freight and passengers ; volun teers for the occupation of the rich wilderness that lay be yond. In 1855 the number of boats engaged in the river trade at St. Paul was sixty-eight, and it had increased 59 per cent, a year for the last five years. The town, consequently, was enjoying the doubtful benefits of a "boom." Rents were high and vacant houses hard to fiind. A four-room house, one story high, was worth from twenty to thirty dollars a month. And during the long, rigorous winter of that clime, before the first boat came through in the spring with supplies from without, prices soared. On April 10, 1856, says an old account, "flour sold at ten dollars a barrel, oats were eight-five to ninety cents a bushel, butter forty-five 27 THE LIFE OF JAMES J. HILL cents a pound, and eggs and poultry were not to be had for love or money." Of money, indeed, there was an annual famine; since the currency supply was cut off in winter and exchange did not exist. But people Uved happily on notes of hand and orders on business houses, that would be paid when lumber and furs and cranber ries and a little grain went out in the spring and the cash came back. The community, at any rate, was heart-whole and care-free; with the splendid audacity of youth and a supreme confidence in its own future. History was in the making, and every man was intensely alive. No weakling could live in such an atmosphere; but to the strong it was like heady wine. • Peering over the rim of this little crater of activity, northward and westward, the newcomer viewed a debat able land. Between St. Paul and the Pacific Coast, where the early founding of Astoria and the growth of Portland had already erected stations of settlement and sent vague messages of invitation to adventurous spirits in the East, stretched two thousand miles of territory held by some of the fiercest of the aboriginal tribes. Over its quality, over the mere possibility of adapting it to agricultural uses, the best-informed men of the day wrangled hotly. Professor Henry, of the Smithsonian Institute, an authority whom it was then almost blasphemy to ques tion, had rendered his emphatic judgment in these words : " The whole space to the west, between the 98th meridian and the Rocky Mountains, is a barren waste 28 ARMS AND THE MAN over which the eye may roam to the extent of the visible horizon, with scarcely an object to break the monotony. The country may also be considered, in comparison with other portions of the United States, a wilderness, un fitted for the use of the husbandman, although in some of the mountain vaUeys, as at Salt Lake, by means of irrigation, a precarious supply of food may be obtained." To the great majority of people, outside the north western country itself, this was final. But it was vigorously combated by those who had explored the region through which it was hoped that a new route to the Pacific might be found. Their testimony was necessarily ex parte. There were no resident witnesses to call to the stand. In the year 1856 one might draw a north and south line from the Red River to the lower boundary of Nebraska, and in all the northern half of the country west of it, from Minnesota to the Rocky Mountains, he would find no settlement, no pioneers, nothing but "savage beasts and still more savage men." But the Smithsonian could not put down Major Isaac I. Stevens, governor of the Territory of Washington. He had himseK explored this country, with a view to the railroad of the future that had already captured the imagination of a few bolder spirits. He could talk of what he himself had seen. In an address delivered in 1858 he said of the country denounced by Henry: "Nearly the whole is susceptible of continuous occu- 29 THE LIFE OF JAMES J. HILL pancy by our people. There is no such thing as a desert, properly so speaking, on the entire route. There are gaps or intervals where it is only a grazing country; there are portions of the country occupied by mountam ranges which would not admit of profitable cultivation; but, as a whole, the country is fitted for settlement, and must be settled and occupied at an early day." He carried the war into the enemy's country by pro claiming this heresy in an address the same year before the American Geographical and Statistical Society. Yet the controversy was not ended or the public mind con vinced. In 1875, after settlement had pushed out upon the prairies and a northern transcontinental line had been partially built. General Hazen, a scientific authority, then stationed at Fort Buford and supposedly acquainted with every detail, published a pamphlet to establish the position he had announced a year before; that "there can be no general agriculture between the 100th meridian west, the Sierra Nevada Mountains, the British Pos sessions, and Mexico." Even so late as 1860, when William H. Seward was at St. Paul and made the famous speech that has heartened its people ever since, pro claiming it the site of the future great city of the continent, his genius for making people feel happy went no further in the practical line than the rather Delphic utterance, "God ordained that what is useful to be done should be done." Yet that aphorism might fall signifi cantly upon the ears of a young man who had lived for 30 ARMS AND THE MAN four years in St. Paul upon hard work and gorgeous visions of a future in which he was to play a not in conspicuous part. Only to the northwest, up beyond the Red River country, where Lord Selkirk's enthusiasm had planted the first outpost for the real agricultural and com mercial conquest of the interior of the continent, did the rim of the crater break away to reveal in the distance civihzed life instead of savage wilderness. Great visions were to enter through that gap, but the time for them and for an account of this most iaterest- ing Red River settlement will come later in this story. Meanwhile, James J. Hill looked about him in the little Minnesota town where his travels had ter minated for the present, to see what could be done. Here he was to work nine years for independence; here he was to build up a flourishing business of his own; here he was to conceive and carry through the negotiations that started him upon his career as the greatest constructive raihoad genius of his age; and until he made the bond purchases of a worse than bankrupt system that startled his associates and revealed him either lunatic or genius, he had not moved his business office or the centre of his active life five hundred feet from the spot on the Mississippi levee in St. Paul where he first found em ployment and set himself to work with a will. Between 1856, when Mr. Hill reached St. Paul, and 1865, when he went into business for himself, the years, 31 THE LIFE OF JAMES J. HELL though critical in their bearing upon the future as every such formative period must be, were empty of starthng events. It was a second and rougher but not less decisive schooling. The boy of eighteen, without friends or capital or equipment of business experience, turned for occupation to the centre of activity in the new community. This was the levee. The willing could always find work there; and he became a clerk for J. W. Bass & Co., agents for the Dubuque & St. Paul Packet Company's line of Mississippi River steamboats. By the river route all the commerce of the little town and the outlying settlements tributary to it was carried on. The shipping clerk was not a specialized employee in those days. He received incoming and discharged outgoing freight. He looked after the contents of the warehouse. He made out waybills and had an eye open for new business. He had to be ready to do any thing, and on occasion must work as hard as a roustabout. This was a splendid all-around education for a live young fellow. After one season's experience with it, the jour ney to the Red River country and thence westward was no longer considered. Work had ousted adventure; and when the firm of Brunson, Lewis & White suc ceeded Bass & Co. in the packet company agency, they took over as part of the assets the young shipping clerk, who remained with them three years. After that he spent a year with Temple & Beaupre, and four years with Borup & Champlin, who were agents for the Galena 32 ARMS AND THE MAN Packet Company and the Davidson line of steam boats. These outwardly uneventful years were among the busiest of a life seldom equalled in intensity of application. The characteristics of the youth persisted. His vivid im agination made the day's work interesting, because in vested with unknown possibilities. His head teemed with ideas and schemes, new and old. He still dreamed of business conquests that might one day be made in the Ori ent. Now his new experience came into play, and he thought Seriously of the project of building steamboats like those which carried traffic on the Mississippi to operate on the rivers of India. But it was no longer a wild vagary. The more disciplined mind was aheady learning how fact and fancy may be made to work in double harness. He studied steamboat construction and operation. He read everything available about India. He knew exactly what sort of boats would be required and how much travel they could hope to secure. Fifty years later his judgment affirmed the soundness of the venture that he had dreamed of on the Ganges when, as a raw boy, immured in mid-America, he had ascertained that the district between Delhi and Allahabad offered the most promising field for a beginner. Nor was the scheme finally stricken from the list of future possibilities until the period of general railway building began. Then his mind, as swift to grasp the meaning of events as to act upon its own conclusions, realized the 33 THE LIFE OF JAMES J. HILL mighty scope of the coming development in the United States; and aU thought and effort were turned m that direction. But who can wonder that the young associ ates in 1858 or thereabouts, in a frontier town in Minnesota, of a boy who not only imagined but talked seriously during long walks with his companions of creating a transportation system in India by placing steamers on the Hoogly and the Brahmaputra, should not understand him; should set him down as a dreamer or a "romancer".'' This did not prevent him from being immensely popular with the youth of full blood and high spirits who breathed the air of a community so vivid and so crude. He was the life of their somewhat rough society, the leader in many a madcap freak. He was a per petual fountain of practical jokes. The Celtic sense of humour, which he never lost, overflowed ui him. High spirits had their way. Here is one of his very few letters of this time that have been preserved. It was written to one of his boy friends back in Rockwood, and the envelope bears on the flap the stamp "Borup- Champlin, Grocers, St. Paul"; Saint Paul, February 11, 1858. Deak William : Your epistle bearing date of seventeenth ult. came to hand on good time and your fertile imagination can scarcely conceive what an amount of pleasure I derived from it, as it was the first epistle of William to James at St. Paul for a "long back." My surprise at receiving your letter was only surpassed by my siu-prise at not 34 ARMS AND THE MAN receiving one from you after you left St. Paul, or sometime during the ensuing season. Still, a good thing is never too late or "done too often." It gave me much pleasure to hear that you were all well and enjoying yourselves in the good and pious (as I learn) little town of Rockwood. I did intend to go to Canada this winter, but it is such a long winter trip I thought I should defer it until summer, when I hope to be able to get away, as I intend to go on the river this summer if all goes as well as I expect. Capt. W. F. Davidson wrote me from Cincinnati about going with him as first clerk on the side-wheel packet Frank Steele, a new boat about the size of the War Eagle. The Captain is Letter A, No. 1, and I think I shall go with him. If not, I have two or three good offers for coming season on the levee, besides my present berth, which is nevertheless very comfortable. I think it mighty strange that some (of my letters) have not reached home as I wrote several times to my brother Alex, and I never was more surprised in my life than when old Bass handed me a letter of inquiry as to my whereabouts. But after the boats stop running our mails are carried so irregularly that whole bags of mail matter are often mislaid at way stations for weeks, and some finally lost or otherwise destroyed. On the tenth of No vember last I was returning from the Winslow House with Charley Coffin, Clerk of the War Eagle, about eleven o'clock, and when we were coming down Fourth Street passing one of those rum holes, two Irishmen, red mouths, came out and, following us, asked us if we would not go back and take a drink. Charley said "no," and we were passing on when two more met us who, along with the other two, insisted that they meant no harm and that we should go in and drink. I told them that I did not drink and that, gener ally speaking, I knew what I was about. We attempted to go on, but they tried to have us go back, so I hauled off and planted one, two in Paddie's grub grinder, and knocked him off the sidewalk about eight feet. The remainder pitched in and Charley got his arm cut open and I got a button hole cut through my left side right below the ribs. The city police came to the noise and arrested three of them on the spot and the other next day and they turned out to be Chicago Star Cleaners, a name given to midnight ruf- 35 THE LIFE OF JAMES J. HILL fians. I was not compelled to keep my bed, but it was some two months before I was quite recovered from the effects of the cut. One day on the levee I was going aboard one of the boats and slipped on the gang plank and sprained my knee, which laid me up for about two weeks. About a week ago my pugnacious friend who gave me his mark escaped from the penitentiary at Stillwater, along with all the rest of the prisoners confined at the time. I am sincerely very grateful to you for your generous offer in your letter and fully appreciate your kindness. But notwithstanding my bad luck I have still "a shot in the locker," about $200, which will put me out of any trouble until spring. Our winter here has been very mild and open. We have scarcely had any snow, but what was altogether unprecedented, rain storms lasting three or four days in succession. Times have been mighty dull here this winter and money scarce. Write to me as soon as you receive this. and give me a bird's eye view of Rockwood and its inhabitants Believe me Yours sincerely J. J. Hill. Send me some papers. This is life and adventure with a will. Nor is it unin teresting to consider James J. Hill as fortified against mis fortune and provided for a northern winter's siege by that heavy "shot in the locker," a saving of about $200 to stand between him and the world. He lived, in a sense, much alone. Just as his associates could not un derstand his tropical imagination as applied to practical things, so they would not share in the severe regimen that he prescribed for himself in other ways. His artistic sense, innate and true, expressing itself later in one of the finest private collections of paintings known to this country, turned to work with water colours as a favour ite recreation. He read and studied increasingly, 36 ARMS AND THE MAN unceasingly. It was already his habit, whenever any new subject came within his horizon, to search out the highest authority he could find, to ask for a list of the best books on the topic that could be had, to send for them and devour them in the hours that could be spared from work. He covered their margins with notes of his own. Once mastered, the contents were his for all time. The extraordinary memory, rivalling that of Lord Macaulay, which characterized the man, served well the purpose of the boy. He was omniverous in his search for information; he tore the heart out of his subject and made it so thoroughly his own that it was at his service ever thereafter. One of his young acquaintances of this time says: "Mr. Hill was a studious young man and did not read trash. I remem ber on one occasion my brother was sick and Mr. Hill volunteered to sit up with him at night. My mother found him reading a book; and, looking over his shoul der, found it was a book on engineering. She asked him if he intended to be an engineer, and Mr. Hill replied that he did not know what he might be 'You see I am only a young man yet, and a little knowledge about engineering may prove useful some day.'" That is the way this particular twig was bent. Kindness of heart and love of reading and study — here are two fundamental and lasting traits again illustrated by two other stories of those early days. While Mr. Hill was rooming as a bachelor in St. Paul 37 THE LIFE OF JAMES J. HLLL and boarding at the hotel, one of the young feUows, not an intimate but an acquaintance, feU ill. The trouble was pronounced typhoid fever, which in those days was thought to involve danger of contagion. After asking of the others who would sit up with the sick man and receiving no reply, Mr. Hill appeared that night and took charge of the friendless youth. On his recovery Mr. HiU asked him "how he was fixed." Receiving the reply that the last dollar was about gone, he handed the convalescent fifty dollars, saying that it would give him a start and when he was earning money again he could pay it back. He was always ready to be kind, always generous, always particularly sensitive to the call of a real need. And as to his chosen delight. Arch bishop Ireland, who knew him from 1861 onward, told this story in his presence years afterward at a banquet where the completion of the Great Northern was being celebrated: "Mr. Hill once told me an incident of his early career which reveals him so clearly that I cannot refrain from repeating it. In the winter, when the river was closed by ice, the steamboats wintering at St. Paul were tied up for the season at the levee. It was desirable for someone to have an eye on them for the owner, and one winter young Hill's residence was the cabin of such a boat. He took into the cabin, with a few pieces of ' rough furniture, an armful of books — Gibbon's 'Rome,' several scientific treatises, and the like. When, in the foUowing spring, the ice loosened around his boat, he 38 ARMS AND THE MAN had read and annotated aU his books. He wasted in foolish frolics neither his money nor his time, he re solved to grow into a useful man, and he grew into a great man. This is why he discovered opportunities and was able to form wise plans. This is why he is the successful man." His intensely practical mind, however, never failed to grip what came nearest to it, and all was grist that came to his mill. The country to which he had come and the business in which he had engaged furnished material for learning and the stimulus of novelty. Incessantly he investigated. His occupation was some thing to be mastered, systematized, and improved upon. It gave him his first lessons in the theory and practice of transportation. Painstakingly he took up each detail. He came in these years to a thorough knowledge of the mechanics of steamboating; of the gentle art of soliciting business and getting it away from a competi tor; of the chemistry and kinetic value of fuels, which he studied with the resistless energy that was now becoming a fixed characteristic. He forgot neither amusement nor recreation; but the day's work was the first thought, and the day's duty the master of every hour that its complete performance demanded. And all his wide reading, historical, scientific, and technical, fell instantly into place and order in relation to the practical work of his life and its as yet undreamed-of realization. He was ready for anything. 39 THE LIFE OF JAMES J. HILL A Buffalo manufacturing company made a contract with the house in St. Paul for which he was working, to take an agency for selling three new reaping and thresh ing machines. These were almost as complicated a curiosity as a flying machine is now. The house asked him if he could set the machines up. He said he thought he could if he could go out and see one running. Here is a reminiscence of his own about it: "I took an old horse that we used to drive in a dray, and went up back of Fort Snelling and found Cormack threshing on what we used to call Eden Prairie. After looking over the machine and noting it carefully, I felt quite competent to set one up in running order; and within a few days a customer came along and I sold him a machine. I was young and felt a good deal of confidence in my ability to run a threshing machine. There is a good deal in having nerve." That incident epitomizes much of his after life. It is hardly necessary to add the epilogue: the machine was set up one evening, started on trial, and worked all right. Here is another story in his own words : "I remember when we used occasionally to run a boat up to St. Anthony, or more properly I might say Minneapolis, because the warehouse was on the Minneapolis side of the river. The pilot wouldn't steer the boat above Mendota; and having no license and a good deal of confidence in myself — I was younger then — I used to steer the boat. I was pilot, and I came very near on 40 ARMS AND THE MAN one occasion to leaving the steamer Itasca on a pile of rocks up below Cheever's bar. We only broke about thirty timbers. The wind was blowing and we just had to jump her, and we didn't leave her on the rocks; but when we got her down to St. Paul she was about half full of water." Most of his enterprises, then and after, came through the rapids all right. These years are full of such experiences. They bespeak the daring, the self-confidence and, behind them both, the ability to make good which were to turn the years as they came into servitors. Another glimpse at short range appears in a letter to the same boy friend in Rockwood to whom he had written his lively experience of two years before. It is on a letterhead of "Borup & Champlin, Wholesale Grocers, Forwarding and Commission Merchants." St. Paul, January 30, 1860. Your letter of the 17th was received yesterday, and I hasten to answer it as it was the first I have received from Home for a period of nearly three months. I am glad to hear you are all well, and also glad to say that my health never was better in my life; weight 166 lbs., gross; huge, ain't it? As regards the farm, I would say simply that I would prefer selling it; but if I cannot sell it, I am in no mind to give it away. I want you to write me particulars, what it is worth and what it would rent for, for 1 or 10 years; also, if it is not too much trouble, if James Black or some of the neigh bours would not rent it. As regards the rent for the past year, pay my mother some considerable part of it, and afterwards in amounts as in your judgment she wants it. Write me particulars about everything and everybody. I have been up country most of the time since fall, buying grain, and have 41 THE LIFE OF JAMES J. HILL to make another 160-mile trip to-morrow. But knocking around agrees with me. Have not had first rate luck in business this season; however, will come out all right side up with care, marked "glass." My regards to all my friends, and believe me your ^'"°^' Jas. J. HiU. The environment and the man were both expanding. Minnesota imported wheat in 1 854 . The first shipment from the state of this cereal that has brought it fame and profit was made in 1857, and passed through the hands of Mr. Hill. It grew on the Le Sueur prairie, and by 1859 there were a few thousand bushels to be sent to St. Louis by boat. There was not enough of it to load a barge; and to save the costs of transfer they sent a barge up the Minnesota River, placed the wheat forward and filled out the cargo with hickory hoop-poles. A little later than this, business possi bilities received a great impulse by the expansion of the milling industry in Minneapolis and the incoming of the first railroad. The year 1862 is famous for both these ¦ events. Nobody outside had ever heard of Minnesota flour; so they branded it "Muskingum MiUs, Troy, Ohio — ^The Genuine," and sent it out be fore the days of labelling according to the pure food law. Within three months the flour won such favour in the market on its own merits that it was branded "Minne sota." Fifty barrels of that same flour came down from Minneapohs to a point as near the steamboat landing as the bluffs and ravines of the river banks 42 ARMS AND THE MAN would permit, on the bumping little railroad spanning those ten miles. Another glimpse of the life and pres cience of the young feUow who saw and was part of these new things: "We hauled it down to the steamboat, and it was upon this occasion of the shipment of flour that I felt we had sent out more tonnage on one boat than the cranberry crop would have furnished in a month. I remember how proud I was to ride up on the last dray, bringing up the procession." Also the stencil with which the first flour made in Minnesota was branded was cut by James J. Hill out of the oil-paper that he used in his manifold book as a bill clerk on the levee. Trifles, these, which yet are not inconsiderable among the early experiences of the Northwest and of the man. One great interest and one great disappointment fell within these years. The outbreak of the Civil War roused nowhere intenser enthusiasm for the Union or a more generous response in proportion to numbers than in Minnesota. Young HiU caught the spirit of the time and, with E. Y. Shelley, raised a cavalry company for service in the War of Rebellion. This was offered to the state; but Minnesota was not ready for cavalry companies, and the proffered service could not be accepted. Mr. HiU was a member of a local volunteer organization which had been formed some time before under the name of "The Pioneer Guard." With most of the other members he desired to enlist THE LIFE OF JAMES J. HILL in the First Minnesota; but the same physical defect that had barred his way to the medical profession in boyhood closed the door to the patriotic aspiration of the young man no w j ust past his ma j ority . Lacking the sight of one eye, he could not pass the medical inspec tion, and the glory of forming part of the famous First Minnesota was denied him. But to the end of his life he cherished and remembered the Minnesota veterans as if they were comrades and had been brothers in arms; and they, in turn, were never better pleased than when they could secure his consent to talk to them on their anniversary meetings or on Memorial Day, regarding him always just as if he had marched with them in the ranks. One more letter of the time bubbles over with fun and welcome. It tells its own story. The written signature is now in every shade and line the same as it remained to the end of Mr. Hill's life. BoRtrp & Champlin Wholesale Groceries FORWARDING AND COMMISSION MERCHANTS St. Paul, February 9, 1864. Capt. H. C. Coates, 1st Minn. Vols. Dear Sir: How are you Harry? ¦ It is the wish of the citizens of this little burg to give the 1st a welcome in the shape of a public dinner, etc., and there is a com mittee at work to make all necessary arrangements. 44 ARMS AND THE MAN It will assist them very much if they can ascertain the number of men likely to come thro' to St. Paul also when they would prob ably arrive so that if they could come nearly so or all together and it was generally understood so beforehand the whole town would go out to meet the boys. Now, Harry, will (you) telegraph me from Lacrosse how many men will come thro' and if they will all come together and if they do not all come together, telegraph about what difference there is in the time of starting from Winona so we may hurry up for we want to give you a good sound threshing and we'll do it too. Yours in the Lord Jas. j. Hill. Here, also, is a lively incident; a remnant saved from the interesting story of those days, as told by a St. Paul newspaper of September 3, 1864: Theodore Borup, Jim HiU, and Commodore Davidson played the r61e of heroes on the levee yesterday. A boy belonging to a party of imigraats who arrived on th&j Albany went in bathing. "The water is very deep there and the current strong, and he at once sank. A cry, "Boy drowning," was raised. Theodore Borup, who' was standing in his office door, heard the alarm and, dressed as he was, plunged in, merely stopping, to remove his shoes. By goo'd luck, he managed to catch the* boy when he was going down for the last time and struck oiit f or* the shore with him. The cur rent exhausted Mr. Borup, however, and it was nip and tuck whether he would be compelled to let him go to save his own life. Suddenly soirieone said: "There comes Jim Hill." The latter threiy o$ his coat as he rushed across the levee, plunged boldly in, and was soon 6y Mr. Borup's side. Commodore Davidson soon followed, and with these reinforcements the party was safely landed. Whatever else the far-seeing eye might discern for the future, the actual transportation business of the 45 THE LIFE OF JAMES J. HILL Northwest at this time was conducted over its navigable streams. The country had been opened by the high way of the Mississippi, and settlement extended up the vaUey of the Minnesota. With a difficult gap between, the route ran on, by way of the Red River of the North, to the country about Lake Winnipeg. The ten miles of track between St. Paul and the Falls of St. Anthony comprised the whole raUroad system of Minnesota in 1862. No one saw so clearly as this young man of twenty-four what that scant stretch of raUs, with its feeble, wobbling engine, fed from woodpiles at either end, beginning nowhere and ending at nothing, signified for the future. His words, already quoted, showed that. MeanwhUe, his business lay with the river, where experience was widening to meet the demands presently to be laid upon it. Mark Twain has immortalized steamboating on the Lower Mississippi in that era. The upper river business did not compete with the lower in volume or picturesqueness, but the Upper Mississippi was even more completely the artery through which the life blood of the whole community must circulate. Nor has there been, since then, in the maddest days of railroad building and rate cutting, a hotter competition for business in the carrying trade. By the consolidation of various local interests, the Galena & Minnesota Packet Company was formed in 1854 for the upper river trade. Three years later the Northern Line started. Into the same business came 46 ARMS AND THE MAN "Commodore" Davidson, in 1856, and long remained to the river trade what "Commodore" Vanderbilt was to transportation in the East. In 1860, he organized the La Crosse & Minnesota, and four years later it and the Northern Line were consolidated under the name of the Northwestern Union Packet Company. The rivers carried an immense business for those days. The boats on the Red River, farther away from civiliza tion than interior Africa is now, carried nearly a million pounds of freight in 1861. On th^ Mississippi it was a free race for all, and the devil take the hindmost. No railroad manager since then has surpassed the packet line managers and agents of those days in fertility of device and ruthlessness of method to secure business. They cut rates to nothing, they risked their boats to make time, they drummed up trade by every conceivable exercise of personal friendship and business "pull," and they were quite capable of buying outright a desirable shipment in or out, taking the chance of selling it, but making sure at any rate that no rival got the business. The Indian lurking a little way back from the river banks and flourishing his tomahawk as he lay in wait for his enemy had no more gladsome days, and cherished them with no lighter heart and no grimmer satisfaction, than the rival freight carriers of the Upper Mississippi in the ten years be tween 1855 and 1865. The agent had lavish authority from his principal 47 THE LIFE OF JAMES J. HILL in such a struggle, and James J. HUl became known as a- man who got business for his line. He was no longer the mere shipping clerk, but the experienced representa tive who knew to a cent the value of a shipment, the meaning of a rate, when to take and when to refuse business, the credit standing of consignor and consignee. For nearly ten years he had hammered away, and the iron was shaping upon the anvil. Mind and character had matured with experience, and the ambition to stand on his own feet would wait no longer. He had mas tered the business. He was known as a shrewd, care ful, competent, trustworthy, and endlessly energetic man, to everybody in the steamboat business, and to merchants and business men in the communities with which they dealt. In 1864 he made trial of himself in the new capacity. For three or four months he was in Chicago as representative of the circuitous line which was stiU the speediest method of communication with the Northwest; by rail or boat from Chicago to Mil waukee, thence by the newly built railroad to La Crosse, and from La Crosse by river packet to St. Paul. Again he made good. While engaged in the shipping business during the summer, he had bought grain during the winter months when navigation was closed, to be shipped out in the spring. Large traffic interests were glad to secure him as their representative, and in the spring of 1865 he went into the forwarding and trans portation business on his own account. He had charge 48 ARMS AND THE MAN -in St. Paul of the business of the Northwestern Packet Company, the big river concern that connected with the Chicago, Milwaukee & St. Paul Railroad at Prairie du Chien, and with the Illinois Central at Dunleith. He had served his apprenticeship. Deflnitively the second stage of his education, the second period of his life, was cldsed. Henceforth, we have to deal with the man of affairs, and his action and reaction upon events out of which wonderful happenings were to be born. 49 CHAPTER THREE LABOUR AND LOVE IT IS not because of any lack of values that the first ten years of Mr. Hill's life in St. Paul are less fully chronicled than those that follow. It is because he was going through his business schooling, just as he had learned to know and use his mind under Wetherald. And the educational period, whatever line it follows, in schoolroom or in business office, has little daily incident worth chronicling. W^hen it has been said that he was a clerk in the office of the agents of the Dubuque & St. Paul Packet Company from 1856 to 1858, went from them to the Davidson line of steam boats and remained with it till 1865, when he was appointed agent of the Northwestern Packet Company, the bald statement covers in such few lines the facts of swift and interesting years. But the earlier ones were a time of stern tutelage by each day's labour and experience; while toward the last the man of formed character and independent action and initiative clearly appears. The temptation must be resisted to dwell too long upon these fruitful but, in the main, uneventful years, until the peaks of young manhood are gUded by the light that never was on sea or land, and love and 50 LABOUR AND LOVE life blend to inspire the putting forth of all its stored and unsuspected power. There was in the mind of this young man down to 1865, to which time the tale has run, no idea that he had reached a turning point in life; nor had he. The change from a subordinate position to one of business indepen dence was not yet complete. For the next two years he was busied in gaining mastery of the opportunity offered by local conditions of trade and transportation in this new country; destined, if one had a prophetic eye to see beyond the years, to such wonderful develop ment. In order to understand where and how and why this development came to pass, how it wrought into its fabric the characters and fortunes of the captains of that period, and to what extent they were stimulated or modified by it, it will be necessary to describe in a succeeding chapter both natural and trade conditions over the vast and undefined territory, under two flags but having a common commercial goal, which consti tuted the American Northwest. That story is as essential to a comprehension of the growth of this country and the life of James J. HUl as the history of the colonial period is to an understanding of the origin of the United States, and the character of Robert Morris or Alexander Hamilton. Prior to any description of the planting of mod ern life in the midst of primeval wUdernesses, the events of 1866 and 1867 must be recounted briefly. 51 THE LIFE OF JAMES J. HILL Even then, Mr. HUl was rapidly constructing the foun dation upon which he was to build directly for ten years thereafter; and, in a broader sense, for those more familiar and splendid years to foUow. For this man's ultimate success was in no lightest particular an acci dent. Only a superficial view, a mind dazzled by ac complished results and careless of the infinite labour of preparation behind them, can fail to appraise the merit and fix the place of the forty years of life to which Mr. HiU had served a stern apprenticeship before he seized the great opportunity and launched the enterprise that was to create a new industrial empire and make him one of the foremost figures of his time. He was not, as will appear presently, when the whole environment comes into view, simply the young fellow who is tired of clerking and throws a hazard with for tune by striking out for himself. He had already acquired practical business knowledge and formed business relationships that were to be of value. He had no more idea of remaining an agent for any com pany than he had of remaining a clerk for any man. Aheady he was more than half his own master. The same boundless energy which characterized him after ward would not rest content with a mere agent's opera tions. He was constantly venturing into new fields for his employers and, when it could be done without conflictmg with their interests, for himself. Letters of this time there are none save such as deal with prosaic 52 LABOUR AND LOVE things like lime and coal and salt and other staples of freightage contracts. But Mr. Hill was enlarging the boundaries of his world and the circle of activity of his powers. Such a man cannot remain unnoticed any where; but a new community, where business sagacity and "hustle" are at a premium, is doubly proud of him. So the newspapers of the time make frequent mention of him in terms which would indicate rather the man of independent resources and action than even the trusted representative of what was, in that time and place, a transportation concern of no inconsiderable importance. As soon as he had any sort of free rein, the community began to sit up and take notice. The following news items, gleaned from the daily papers of these years, typical of many others not quoted, are the completest and most suggestive biographical sketch of his manner of activity at this time. They show an exercise of his faculty of going after things and getting them, so disconcerting to his rivals during his whole life. James J. Hill has secured the contract for furnishing the Govern ment with 15,000 bushels of oats at fifty-eight cents a bushel. As we have remarked before, Jim Hill has a habit of securing things when he goes after them. J. J. Hill is now prepared to give shippers the lowest rates ever quoted from here to Eastern points. Mr. Hill has nearly all the important carriers of freight in his own hands. He at first secured the agency of the Dunleith Packet Lines of river steamers. Then, one by one, he has had the Chicago & Northwestern, the Milwaukee 53 THE LLFE OF JAMES J. HILL & Prairie du Chien, and the Illinois Central Raihoad agencies placed under his control at this point. James J. Hill beats all his competitors when it comes to making the very lowest rates on freight shipments to all points east and south. His valuable services became recognized by the various rail and water transportation companies, and he is now the sole agent of the Northwestern Packet Company, the Milwaukee and Prairie du Chien Railway, and the Illinois Central Railway. Mr. Hill is also a dealer in salt, coal, cement, lime, etc., and keeps always on hand a large supply of those articles. Besides being a hustler for business, he is an agreeable and honourable gentlemen with whom it is an honour to deal. He also guarantees that all freight for points east and south addressed in care of Jas. J. HiU will be transferred at the levee free of charge. This saves five cents per hundred pounds to the shipper. Jas. J. Hill's plan of transferring freight free of charge promises to become very popular with the country shippers. By marking their consignments "In care of Jas. J. Hill," their goods will be transferred from the cars to the boats, or vice versa, without extra charge. This saves the shippers five cents per hundred pounds, and in return Mr. Hill gets the bulk of transportation business for the various lines which he represents. Navigation having closed and the steamboat business being thus wound up, J. J. HUl has, with a spirit of enterprise which is com mendable, converted his immense warehouse into a mammoth hay pressing estabhshment. If he cannot handle freight he can press hay, and it is a noticeable fact that when Mr. Hill starts to ac complish a thing he does it complete and single-handed, asking no aid from any one. He says that all hay offered will be taken, and if his present warehouse is not large enough there is plenty of lumber to build others, and plenty of vacant land to erect them upon. This remarkable young man evidently intends to keep abreast of the times. Jas. J. Hill, who has kept accurate statistics for many years of aU freight coming into and leaving St. Paul, informs us that during 54 LABOUR AND LOVE the last year 48,000 tons of freight were shipped from St. Paul by river. The tariff by the present roundabout railway route from here to La Crosse is $20.00 per ton and by river $10.00 per ton. Mr. Hill further shows that when the direct line of the Chicago & St. Paul Railroad is completed the steamers will be forced to reduce their rates to $5.00 per ton and the railroads to $10.00 for each ton carried. This will mean a saving at once to St. Paul and tributary points of more than $400,000 per annum, together with a steadily increasing ratio as the country fills up. We trust the means will be forthcoming at once to rail and equip twenty miles from St. Paul to Hastings by next September. Mr. Hill has had plans drawn to enlarge the lower floor of his warehouse by clearing out the space imder the platform. This will double the capacity of that floor. Cars can be run in, loaded or unloaded, and sent out without interfering with his usual freight shipping or receiving business. F. R. Delano, the able and ener getic superintendent of the St. Paul and Pacific Road, has followed Mr. Hill's lead. These are local newspaper notices about a young fellow only just trying his strength, standing on his own feet and dependent upon his own initiative. His capital was that invaluable prescience which rarely failed him, supreme self-confidence and a capa city for work that spoke in every line of his strong features, every movement of his powerful frame, and became the despair of his employees and associates for fifty years to come. He had a finger in many pies. He was getting in terested in the nature of the traffic carried on with the Red River country, and in its future profits. He was discovering that warehousing was as important to all 55 THE LIFE OF JAMES J. HILL kinds of carriage as the operation of elevators became later to the marketing of wheat. He was watching the development of railroading, and thinking out its cer tain future effect upon water transportation. Even at that time he startled his shorter-sighted young associates with predictions of the day when the rail road would drive the steamboat out of business. Here, as so often, other people simply dismissed his scientific foresight as the vagary of an unpractical visionary, and went on their accustomed ways; leaving him to plan alone and work by his unaided energies toward that coming Industrial evolution the scope and methods and results of which he already began to outline with some definiteness in his own mind. He was particularly and immediately concerned with the fuel question, then and always so vitally related to trade and to life itself in the rigorous climate of the Northwest. This business was to be one of the main connecting links between the old activity and the new. It was to run a gangway from the steamboat to the freight car; and by and by to transform the forwarding contractor into the railroad king. The "Big Woods" of Minnesota supplied plenty of fuel. He contracted to furnish and carry it. He was the first man to lay down mineral coal in St. Paul; and for the next ten years the fuel supply was his special study and occupa tion. In the meantime his head was full of practical affairs, of shrewd arrangements, and of his greatest 56 LABOUR AND LOVE and most successful adventure — the foundation of a family life never thereafter to be marred by a cloud, whatever storms might rock the business world. He did not intend to carry on his business any great length of time alone, because his vision was larger than his unaided strength and resources could fulfil. Within a year from the time when he ceased to be a ship ping clerk, he had made a partnership agreement with Blanchard & Wellington, of Dubuque, for conducting a general transportation, commission, and storage busi ness. It is interesting to find, in the details of this contract, an evidence of the previous thrift of the young fellow and a measure of his business expectations. Blanchard & Wellington were officials of the North western Packet Company, and Dubuque the official centre of the upper Mississippi business. They put $5,000 into the deal, and HiU put in $2,500; no smaU sum for an employee to have got together in the little Minnesota town in those days. HiU was to draw out $1,500 for living expenses, and to have profits up to $3,000, if they should amount to so much. The terms express the confidence of these veteran river men in their young associate. So does their correspondence with him during the life of this arrangement. One of the Packet Company's representatives was coming to St. Paul to look things over, and Mr. Wellington writes to Mr. Hill: "I have told him whatever you agreed to or told him he could rely upon." Not only a sweeping 57 THE LIFE OF JAMES J. HILL indorsement, but rather unusual advance information to impart to an associate still in a sense on trial. In connection with his river business, and his interest in the trade of the Red River country, to be told in detaU later, he concluded now the most momentous business relation of all: an arrangement with the First Division of the St. Paul & Pacific Railroad Company, that formless creation of enterprise and speculation and greed, which he was one day to subdue to his own hand and to the uses of half a continent. His own words explain exactly what this adjunct to his other work was: "I acted as agent for the St. Paul & Pacific Railroad Company in St. Paul. This began in the spring of 1866. I handled the freight by the ton and by the car load under a contract. I built a warehouse, or it might be said I extended their station — built an addi tion to it two hundred feet long and about sixty wide — • in which I received freight from steamboats on the Mississippi River destined to other points, and local freight to St. Paul, and did any business that I might have to do in connection with these boats, giving the preference as to room to the business of the railway company. The floor upon which the boats delivered their freight was a story below the station, on a level with the car tracks. That arrangement was to save drayage. A large portion of the business was to St. Anthony and Minneapolis; and, prior to the construc tion of that warehouse, steamboats unloaded on the 58 LABOUR AND LOVE public levee, and freight was drayed to the railway at an expense of from sixty cents to a dollar a ton. Adding the cost of drayuig it from the station at St. Anthony to the merchants' stores, it would have been about as cheap to haul the freight direct by team from one point to the other. The railroad was anxious to have this arrangement made for landing freight directly from steamboats into the warehouse. There was no charge made as agent or forwarder on any freight handled by me going over the railway. " An agent of the packet company who was also the agent of the railroad company could do a good stroke of business by eliminating the wasteful cost of transferring freight. The railroad company itself was too busy getting money out of the Hollanders who bought its endless issues of bonds to study trifles hke efficiency of operation; not a term in use, scarcely a comprehensible conception in those days. The man who thought it out and worked it out, with the capital that he and his partners had put into their business, was the man who later, by equally skillful adjustments, multiplied over three thousand miles of space from East to West, at tached to the word "efficiency" a new meaning in the transportation world. Thus had business progress gone up to and through the year 1866. In far different fashion the next year was to be the most momentous of his life. For if Mr. Hill had been asked, at the summit of his career, by 59 THE LIFE OF JAMES J. HILL any one intimate enough to put the question and re ceive an answer, what had been its supremest good fortune, he would have declared it unhesitatingly to be the marriage that took place in 1867. One who essays to write comprehendingly of his life must walk gently and reverently here, in dealing with a relation whose strength and sacredness were in proportion to the strength of his own nature and to the unmarred affec tion between husband and wife through half a century. Among the young women of the little town was one, Mary Theresa Mehegan by name, whose attractive ness had not passed unnoticed by the struggling young fellow now beginning to think of a home of his own. She was of Irish blood, like himself. About the time that Mr. Hill's forbears were seeking a new home in Canada, the United States was welcoming from the same green island another family which was to supply the profound est impulses and the deepest feelings that his life could know. Timothy Mehegan, the son of Patrick Mehegan and Joanna Miles, of the city of Cork, was born in Cork, Ireland, February 12, 1812, and Mary McGovern in County Leitrim, February 22, 1828. These two of the old stock who, like so many thousands of their race, had sought new fortunes in a new world, were married in New York, in 1844, in the Church of St. Joseph, on Sixth Avenue and Eighth Street. In 1847 they removed to Chicago and in 1850 went on to St. Paul, where the husband died in 1854. The second 60 LABOUR AND LOVE child of these parents was Mary Theresa, who after ward became Mrs. James J. Hill. Miss Mehegan was a sensible, high-principled girl, of no better fortune than his own in these days of struggle, dependent on her own exertions for her living, and gifted with a character which subsequent fortune might polish to a higher finish but to which it could impart no element of either strength or grace that it did not already possess. Between the two a deep attachment was soon formed. About four years they had known each other, but neither then nor afterward did Mr. Hill ever wear his heart upon his sleeve, and the depth of this attachment had been unsuspected. The young people, after Miss Mehegan's return from Milwaukee, where she had been attending a convent school, went quietly to the bishop's residence of the Cathedral Parish in St. Paul, August 19, 1867, where Father Oster made them man and wife. They went immediately to live in a small but comfortable home on Canada Street, near Pearl, now called Grove Street. It was a convenient location, in a good neighbourhood — the Rev. John Mattocks lived next door — and there they remained about four years. It was a busy and a happy time. Mr. Hill was already comfortably circumstanced, and he had at that time a good library of his own. "He never," said Mrs. HiU, " brought his business home." Then and later, in small affairs as in great, that was a sanctuary from which 61 THE LIFE OF JAMES J. HILL aU but the gentler and more sacred relations was ex cluded. This was one of those perfect unions of which the world hears little because of their completeness. Through small things and great, Mrs. Hill became and remained the ideal wife and mother. To her husband she gave ten children, seven girls and three boys, all of them reared with democratic plainness and with thorough preparation for a life of work. All except one daughter were living at the date of Mr. Hill's death. No woman of high or ancient lineage could surpass Mrs. Hill in dignity and grace. She carried all the honours which the years brought to her with a rare and beautiful simplicity. Every social duty was fulfilled quietly and without ostentation. Her charities were many and gen erous. The transition from the narrow life of the earlier years to the wealth and position that came so quickly and with such great contrasts was made without a jar; as it can be made only by those upon whom nature herself has bestowed a patent of nobility. No one can ever estimate the strength, the courage, the happy power to dare and to do that James J. HiU drew through all those unblemished years from his domestic life. He grudged the inroads made upon it by his business cares. He grew young and rested there. He was always interested in and with the children, had time to enter into their work and their play, and never returned from one of his journeys without a gift for 62 LABOUR AND LOVE each of them. He was not a man so much as to hint at the depths where his life was anchored, even to the confidants of a lifetime. Once when a friend was complimenting him upon one of his noblest philan thropies, he turned it aside with the words, "Well, the best thing about it was that it made Mother happy." No one who heard the tone or saw the look with which this was spoken would need to know more about the share of Mrs. HiU in the best and highest of all life's relations. Twice he paid publicly to this influence a tribute so simple and so convincing that it should have permanent place in the record of his life. __ One of his largest benefactions was the establish ment and endowment of a seminary for the educa tion of students preparing for the Roman Catholic priesthood. This group of fine buildings stands in a beautiful spot in St. Paul, on a bluff looking down upon the Mississippi River. The standard of scholar ship is high. The institution is immensely important to the cause of Church education throughout the North west, from all parts of which it draws students. The gifts to it by Mr. Hill, first and last, fell little if at all short of a million dollars. When any one endeavoured to praise this work in Mr. Hill's presence, he turned the subject, as he did every reference to his benevolences, about which he was incurably shy, with an economic explanation: "Look," he said, "at the millions of foreigners pouring into this country to whom the Roman 63 THE LIFE OF JAMES J. HILL Catholic Church represents the only authority that they either fear or respect. What will be their social view, their political action, their moral status if that single controlling force should be removed?" It is not, he declared, of any more importance to the Church that young men should be educated for its priesthood than it is to the State that this undigested mass of foreign material should be dealt with by those who alone have power to mould it into new shape; the anointed agents of the only authority that it understands or will obey. This is as much a matter of good business as is the improvement of farm stock or the construction of a faultless railroad bed. He was sincere about this, and it is true. But it is not the whole truth. That came out in a moment of strong feeling, when this seminary was dedicated and presented to the Church authorities. On that occasion Mr. Hill, at the close of his presentation speech, used these words, expressive of the deepest feeling of his heart and the greatest fact of his life: "Some of you may wonder why I, who am not a member of your Church, should have undertaken the building and endowment of a Roman Catholic Theological Seminary, and you wUl pardon me if I tell you plainly why. For nearly thirty years I have lived in a Roman Catholic household, and daily I have had before me and around me the earnest devotion, watchful care, and Christian example of a Roman Catholic wife of whom it may be 64 LABOUR AND LOVE said, 'Blessed are the pure in heart, for they shall see God.' On her behalf I desire to present and turn over to the Illustrious Archbishop of this Diocese this seminary and its endowment." Many years after this, when the citizens of Minne apolis entertained Mr. Hill at a notable banquet in celebration of his sixty-seventh birthday, the date had to be put over a week beyond the actual anniversary to enable Mr. HiU be to present. This is the explana tion which he gave to his hosts as a part of his response to their welcome. "There is just one thing that pre vented my being here on my birthday a week ago. I had to go East to bring one who to me is the best woman in the world, and one to whom I always feel that I owe more than I do to anybody else in the world; because I have not only had an inspiration to go on, but I have had the patience and loving support that is necessary for every man who has heavy burdens to bear." The story of the public life of Mr. Hill covers great vicissitudes and startling transformations; but below them all the current of his private life ran as still and restful and untouched by change or loss as the eternal depths of the sea. 65 CHAPTER FOUR GETTING INTO THE GAME THE sudden and tremendous success of the great railroad venture upon which Mr. Hill embarked ten years after the time now reached has destroyed the perspective of most persons who have tried to measure or understand his career. In these ten forgotten years the ore was being concentrated in the furnace and the pure metal made ready for the mould of circumstance. This was another and more important period of educa tion, discipline, waiting. Without it could not have come the swift, sure action, the extraordinary triumph at the end. Here, still, is a man in the making ; and these unregarded years are as vital to the story as those when railroad systems were rising or falling, and miUions being tossed about as mere pawns in the game. He who matched himself against the best minds and most experienced heads of the world in 1879 was not an un tried man. The maturing of him belongs to these ap parently uneventful years, which all who have tried to estimate his qualities and integrate them with his experi ence have failed so utterly to appreciate as constructive forces in a human life. For a clear view of the activities in which Mr. Hill 66 GETTING INTO THE GAME was now, just after the middle sixties, a recognized and respected factor, and more particularly for an under standing of the progress of these ten years and the slow concretion of the project upon whose daring execution his whole life work was founded, it will be necessary to take up at this point in some detail a study of North western development to date. Something has been said already to show what this country was in 1856. Yet even then the cornerstone of empire had been laid. Much happened in the succeeding twenty years. A great vision of what was sure to happen possessed the popular mind, and had served to glut the appetite of the specula tor and the thief. An era unlike any other in the country's experience was drawing to a close, and carrying down with it to ruin the high hopes of the pioneers and their imme diate successors. The new epoch is intelligible only to those who have made familiar acquaintance with the old. It seems natural enough that the starting point of the new impulse should lie up north of the boundary line, in that country where Mr. HiU was born, and where the three associates who joined him in his first memor able railroad enterprise were actively interested. The more rapid progress of the United States in later days makes it easy to forget that from the very beginnings of discovery and exploration the calendar of Canada marches even with that of our own country. So it was the Canadian Northwest where permanent set tlement first struck root. 67 THE LIFE OF JAMES J. HILL More than twenty-five years before Mr. HiU was born, when the American Northwest was not even a name, the first settlement was made in the Red River VaUey on the Canadian side of the boundary. The annals of both England and France are full of the tales of visionaries who believed that they could found in the New World colonies which, in this unprejudiced en vironment, would revolutionize the industry or the sociology of the Old. Enthusiasts were always to be found to back such projects with political influence and cash. Such was the Earl of Selkirk, a Scotch noble man, who had visited the Red River country in 1811 as a director of the Hudson Bay Company, obtained a grant of land including aU the territory draining into Lake Winnipeg — covering of course the whole of northwestern Minnesota — and brought over in the fol lowing year a colony of his countrymen. The Hudson Bay Company was a name to conjure with in those days. It had been formed in 1670 by that knight of adventure. Prince Rupert, with seventeen other noblemen and gentlemen. Its object was to procure by barter furs and skins from the Indians of North America and sell them in Great Britain. It had unheard-of rights and privileges. Its territory, known as Prince Rupert's Land, a name that persisted in Canada for two centuries, was at first vaguely out lined as the country about the entrance of Hudson Strait; but after the transfer of all Canada from French 68 GETTING INTO THE GAME to British authority in 1763, the revived institution was commerciaUy supreme over the whole country west to the Rocky Mountains. After a fight with its single powerful rival, the North West Fur Company of Mon treal, ended by the modern method of absorption, the Hudson Bay Company ruled over British North Amer ica from ocean to ocean. In the very year when Mr Hill was born it succeeded in obtaining a new lease of power. For twenty-one years from that date it had the sole right of the fur trade in Canada; and this, in the less settled portions and throughout the Northwest, was of course equivalent to a monopoly of every form of trade. For at some stage in every transaction, furs became the medium of exchange and decided its terms. This dominion was exercised with unflinching severity. Inevitably it provoked resistance on the part of those who desired to share the rich profits of exchanging cheap trifles brought from England for peltries that sold at high prices in her markets and were sought for greedily in every city in Europe. Long before the date when this monopoly was to ex pire, opposition to it had become fierce, and the evasion of its regulations a delightful as well as a profitable oc cupation. The "free traders" had sprung up, whose business it was to carry on outside of the Hudson Bay Company the same traffic in which it was engaged. Their merchandise had to be brought in by the same routes, and their furs carried out to the same mar- 69 THE LIFE OF JAMES J. HILL kets. In taking care of this portion of the business of Norman W. Kittson, of whom more is to be heard later, but who was now one of the important agents in St. Paul for the forwarding of supplies to the "free traders" in the portion of Rupert's Land lying about Lake Winnipeg, Mr. Hill first became familiar with the Red River country, first essayed its resources and gauged its possibilities. What is now the Province of Manitoba was, of course, included in Rupert's Land. After the ex ample furnished by the Selkirk settlement, other por tions were soon occupied by the more daring pioneers who pushed out from the east and made their way through the wilderness. Fort Garry was established where Winnipeg now stands. In many places in the vi cinity of Lake Winnipeg scattered populations began to appear. Far westward hunters and trappers threw out the skirmish line of civilization; and trade foUowed them adventurously, for the gains were great. But all the people of this community were absolutely cut off from communication with the outer world except by a cir cuitous route. The barrier of terrific forest, morass, and mountain that lay between them and eastern Canada on the direct land route was not to be pierced for many a day. On Lake Superior no merchant ships as yet carried commerce or passengers. The practicable route for the immigrant as well as for incoming supplies was from eastern Canada by way of Buffalo and Chicago 70 GETTING INTO THE GAME to the Mississippi River and thence to St. Paul. From the latter point the caravans of Red River carts set out every year for their northward journey; one of which, it will be remembered, would have borne James J. Hill away toward the Rocky Mountains and the Pacific, years before, had he not arrived just too late. In 1858 the Red River trains consisted at times of as * many as 600 carts; and instead of the scream of the loco motive, the advent of commerce was announced by the lamentations of their wooden wheels. Even the felloes were bent strips of wood bound together with hide, and the wooden axles were guiltless of any lubricant. Next after the transportation business of the Upper Mississippi, this trade of the Red River country, it will be seen, was the most important in the Northwest. It offered certain special advantages to the enterprising. The sharp competition already cutting into the profits of the Mississippi traffic had not invaded this country; and the time when the railroad should drive the steam boat out of business was far from the imagination of traders in the Hudson Bay Company's empire. Mean time that concern was employing its monopoly after the fashion of monopolies since the world began; that is, in such ways as to breed public hostility, compel competition, and pave the way for the abolition of its own exclusive privileges. The delays and costs of shipping goods from England to Montreal or Quebec, thence to New York by boat, to Chicago, to Dubuque, by rail, to 71 THE LIFE OF JAMES J. HILL St. Paul by river, to Pembina by ox cart, and down the Red River to Fort Garry and the settlements there abouts bore heavily enough on the settler. When to these natural burdens on the traffic which alone made existence in that country possible were added artificial restrictions and imposts, human nature rebeUed. Therein lay an opportunity which would play no small part in the commercial education and outlook of James J. Hill, as well as in his conception of a possible future enterprise. Of course the Hudson Bay Company, after its legal monopoly expired, could not prevent a man's trading on his own account if he wanted to try. But it could and did secure the same protection that like monopolies enjoy to-day. A duty of seven and a haK per cent. was levied in its interest on other imports into the Red River settlement. Against this the consumer fought steadily until it was reduced to five, and then to four per cent., where it remained until Rupert's Land was divided and Manitoba became a province of the Cana dian Confederation. In the interval the struggle against the Hudson Bay Company's monopoly was carried on not only in the local council and even across the sea, but still more effectively on its own ground. Half-breeds insisted on trading in furs. The trappers and traders of that country and that time were not in the habit of being dissuaded by anything short of physi cal violence from doing what they found it to their in- 72 GETTING INTO THE GAME terest to do. So the " free traders," men bringing in and taking out goods in defiance of companies and govern ment regulations, did a growing business. They so far won their way that little effort was made after 1858 to enforce the alleged but no longer legally guaranteed ex clusive rights of the Hudson Bay people. Now the very existence of this competition com pelled the big monopoly, in its own defence, to seek the shortest and quickest route into and out of the country. In 1859 its managers were induced to try taking in supplies for Fort Garry by way of St. Paul and the Red River. The experiment was so satisfactory that in 1861 they put on the Red River of the North a small steamer for their own trade. They took an old river craft named the Anson Northup, which had done ser vice on the Upper Mississippi, pulled her to pieces, car ried the parts over the prairies to the northern stream, put them together there and called the craft The Pioneer. She plied between Fort Abercrombie, in Minnesota, and Fort Garry. From St. Paul the sup plies for the Canadian Northwest were conveyed by wagon to such point on the Red River as was most convenient for the season's navigation, be it Fort Aber crombie or another, loaded on the steamboat and car ried down to Lake Winnipeg and to all the settlements within reach of the river valley. By another year the experiment had grown so successful that a larger boat was needed, and the International was added in 1862. 73 THE LIFE OF JAMES J. HILL In connection with this traffic James J. Hill ac quired that knowledge of the fertile Northwest which was to be the foundation of his great empire- buUding conception; famUiarized himself personaUy with the country, its needs and its transportation possi bilities; and first came into direct contact, one after another, with the group of men who would, fifteen years later, follow his lead in what seemed to the prudent and the knowing the maddest venture launched even in that day of many chimeras and transparent frauds. One of these men, who connect the second and third acts in the life of Mr. Hill, here comes upon the scene. Norman W. Kittson was born in Sorel, Lower Can ada, in 1814, entered the fur trade as an employee of the American Fur Company when he was sixteen years old, and had engaged in the same business on his own ac count just above Fort Snelling, at the junction of the Mississippi and Minnesota rivers, a few miles above St. Paul, in the spring of 1834. "Commodore Kitt son" as he came to be called afterward, mastered the fur trade, went into real estate in the new settlement, became a member of the Minnesota Legislature and mayor of St. Paul, and was thus well known throughout the new country. During all these years he had en gaged more or less actively in the Red River trade, and in 1860 he was made agent of the Hudson Bay Fur Company for that business. By this time the St. Paul 74 GETTING INTO THE GAME merchants supplied practically all the goods sent into the country to the northwest of them. He was their general forwarding agent; and he put on the Red River the steamboats just mentioned. Mr. Hill, it will be remembered, was, from 1865 on ward, in the forwarding business himself. He had an important place in the river trade. He had his new freight house on the levee. There he handled the stuff that came up by water, and that which came over the little ten-mile railroad down from St. Anthony, after ward Minneapolis. He knew all about this north western traffic, every pound of which passed under his eyes. Mr. Kittson, before becoming the Hudson Bay Company's agent, had acted for the free traders. He did not throw them over. The business was profitable; and he selected Mr. Hill, the rising young traffic man, to look after it while he was absent for a time in 1863 and 1864. About 1866 he found that he must give up one branch of the business or the other; so he turned over the agency for the free traders to Mr. Hill, who had now become thoroughly familiar with its details. They included the carrying out from the Red River country of furs and skins; the filling of orders for supplies from outside, covering everything from boxes of Bibles to kegs of whiskey, the two being not infrequently in cluded in the same individual order; and the taking of these up into the settlement. The enterprise was not of great magnitude, but required energy, knowledge 75 THE LIFE OF JAMES J. HILL of details, and famUiarity with the country and its condi tions. Thus the area of Mr. Hill's operations ex tended somewhat in the direction of his earlier fancies; and thus he entered a field to be filled, a little later on, with stirring events. What was, at this time, Mr. Hill's ultimate business ambition? Every vigorous man of thirty years has formulated an object ; has visioned a goal. It does not in the least follow that this represents to him the summit of satisfaction; that he means to relax or wiU relax his efforts when he has reached it. All reaUy great men find it merely a starting point for new and larger achievement. It represents, in fact, not the maximum but the minimum of what they intend to wring from life. They secretly believe the future holds much more for them. But to achieve less would be failure. Absurd as it sounds now, the mark set for himself in 1866 by the founder of one of the great fortunes of this country was one hundred thousand dollars. This, he often said in later years, was the goal of his ambition then. It fairly represents the standard of wealth of the period immediately preceding and immediately foUowing the Civil War. A man who controlled that amount of capital was respected as one of the "rich" men of any community. He could be assured, if he invested the money, of an income of seven or eight thousand dollars a year, which the utmost conservatism could not reduce to less than six. There were prob- 76 GETTING INTO THE GAME ably more millionaires in the United States in 1916 than there were men who spent eight thousand dollars a year on their household and personal outlay in 1866. To be wholly independent financially; to be able, if necessity or choice directed it, to give up business and live handsomely on the income of accumulated capi tal; and to leave a family, in case of death, securely protected against the buffetings of misfortune is the sane and proper aim of every man worth his salt. James J. Hill shared this common ambition. He set his mark in all good faith; believing that, when he had hit the bull's-eye, he would be able and willing at least to relax effort. Temperament, collaborating with opportunity and intensified by an almost unparal leled success, made him no readier to retire from the fray on his seventieth birthday than he was on his twenty-eighth. A young man, however great his ability and dili gence, could scarcely hope to amass one hundred thousand dollars in a few working years by acting as agent for anybody. As the apprenticeship of the clerk in a shipping office led to the independence of the traffic agent, so this was but preliminary to some busi ness which he himself should control and direct, and whose profits would go toward that hundred thousand dollar fund, and not into the till of another. Mr. Hill did then what he did ever after, what made him the terror of competitors and a master of the game: 77 THE LIFE OF JAMES J. HILL he studied local conditions, famiUarized himself with endless detaU, and then put himself in a position where these would take the place of business capi tal and go far toward producing it. First, he saw quickly that, in this new country where he was now permanently fixed, where his fortune must be wrought, the fuel supply was all-important. Every incident of daily life reminded him of that. Minnesota and the whole Northwest, which he al ready believed destined to early occupation, have frigid winter temperatures. Merely to sustain life in comfort requires plenty of fuel. The locomotive and the steamboat had to rely upon it in all seasons. The fireman, pitching chunks of wood from the tender into the firebox of his engine, the tall smokestacks of the river craft showering sparks upon the cords of fuel heaped ready for the roustabouts at every landing, were to the man who could look ahead as much a part of the passing show as the tepee in the forest or the blanketed Indians who gazed curiously and gloomily at the intrud ing race. These things must go. Already coal was lord of industry in the once densely wooded regions of the East. The forests of the Northwest would be but a temporary resource. If those great plains beyond, even now appealing to the imagination, were ever to be conquered, with their winter temperatures that feU at times as low as fifty degrees below zero, their future would hinge upon the fuel supply. St. Paul could be- 78 GETTING INTO THE GAME come the centre of a new empire and the seat of thriving industries only by paying tribute to King Coal. The fuel business offered not only a good present profit, but a key to possibilities of immense future expansion. It was, moreover, inseparably connected with the develop ment of every transportation agency. So for a good many years it became the especial interest and study of the young man who had begun to have several irons in the fire. Thirty years after this the operating department of the new northern transcontinental line was surprised to discover how completely and accurately its fuel requirements had been foreseen and provided for. When railroad building began in Montana, the fuel resources of that immense and little-known territory were aheady pretty comprehensively catalogued, both as to quantity and quality, in the head of the president of the St. Paul, Minneapolis & Manitoba Railroad Company. The Canadians, who had built a rival road, were not a little chagrined when it appeared, years later, that the best coal in all that section came from the Crow's Nest Pass mines, and that Mr. Hill had long been in control of them. If an engineer on his road had trouble to keep up steam, Mr. Hill could probably tell him just where his fuel came from and what the proportion of its heat units. These were some prac tical evidences of the thoroughness of the early study of the fuel question in the Northwest by a young man 79 THE LIFE OF JAMES J. HILL who seldom made mistakes and never forgot a fact once acquired. Mr. HiU, as has been seen, took the agency of the Northwestern Packet Company's line of steamers on the Mississippi River in 1865. A year later he entered into the partnership described with Blanchard & WeUington. But in 1867 this line was merged with the competing company of "Commodore" Davidson. The latter was one of those rough-and-ready, tireless pioneers who are out to get business and mean to have it. There was just enough resemblance between the two men in their imperiousness and intolerance of opposi tion to make it reasonably certain that they would not remain long in the same boat. Young HiU had his su perior officer gauged quite accurately. He summed him up in a letter of the time, showing his already keen judgment of men, in this characteristic style: "As long as the old man thinks he can ride, he will ride; but when he is forced to go afoot, none so pleasant as he." So by 1867 he was in the game on his own account, had se cured his contract with the St. Paul & Pacific Railroad Company for supplying it with fuel, and was fully launched upon a general transportation and fuel busi ness. On this substratum rested the multifarious activ ities of the next ten years. In this splendid school he became an apt pupil. Hon. Franklin MacVeagh, speak ing a quarter of a century later, said of this early time: "It seemed to us who were then his associates that our 80 GETTING INTO THE GAME friend had found his ultimate transportation ideal in a flat-bottomed, light-draft river boat while the threat of a vagrant railroad, which hung without explanation be tween Winona and Rochester, to penetrate the winter seclusion of St. Paul and force upon it the all-the-y ear- around relations with mankind, seemed to us par ticularly aimed at Hill. And it is really no violation of confidence to say that a fluctuating river, open half the year to a relay of dwindling boats, which before reaching St. Paul were sometimes whittled to a canoe, was the pride of this gentleman's early life." It has been necessary to anticipate somewhat in order to set out clearly the business environment of the time, and the steps that were leading from the Mississippi levee to the banks of the Red River of the North, and from the conduct of water-borne traffic to its junction with and its final merger with the traffic by rail whose conquering importance no section and no individual had yet completely grasped. Lake, river, and canal were still the highways of transportation in the Northwest; and the railroad was regarded rather as a useful adjunct of these, or as a happy means of filling a gap where water did not exist and could not be conducted in volume sufficient to float a steamboat or a barge, than as the commonest and most universal of all the imple ments of traffic. History shows, with almost the uni formity of a natural law, that periods of sharp transi- 81 THE LIFE OF JAMES J. HILL tion in methods, occupations, and ideas about material things are also periods when the genius arrives to comprehend, introduce, and establish the new order. Such a time was this, and the man was not want ing. 82 CHAPTER FIVE THE FORGOTTEN, MEMORABLE YEARS THE next ten years in the life of Mr. Hill, from 1868 to 1878, must be studied in detail and heavily empha sized. Superficially undistinguished, they go far to account for the man about to appear and the work he accomplished. In them will be found the key to many of his subsequent successes which were most sur prising and most unintelligible to the general public. It was once a common thing to hear him referred to as a favourite of fortune. Here was a man who, according to the general impression, without previous training or special fitness, not only accomplished the most tre mendous coup known up to that time in the railroad world, but held to his prize and developed it with con summate skill into one of the completest transporta tion machines and one of the most valuable properties in the world. People could not understand how an obscure man, forty years old, scarcely known out side of the little frontier town where he lived, could have conceived and carried through such an enterprise. They regarded the event much as they would if he had broken the bank at Monte Carlo. It was just another astounding bit of "Jim HiU's luck." 83 THE LIFE OF JAMES J. HILL For years, until painful collisions with him had shat tered many illusions and not a few fortunes, this theory of accident prevailed. Then men of sense began to see that qualities, not circumstances, are required to ac count for such a career. But even then, and to some extent down to this day, mystery hovers dark about the practical preparation indispensable to even the best order of mind for such an accomplishment. The ex planation lies in the events of these mostly unrecorded and forgotten years. In that sense they were the most pregnant years in Mr. Hill's life. After listening to an address by a brilliant public speaker in 1911, Mr. Hill burst out: "He is a dynamo — a human dynamo — ^you can see the sparks and hear him crackle when he talks." The figure is not inapplicable to himself; and the dynamo was at its busiest and the storage battery receiving in exhaustible charges in the years between 1867 and 1878. At this time, 1867, he himself could not have told what occupation would eventually claim his entire allegiance. In this and the succeeding ten years he worked and planned and studied and threw out feelers in a dozen directions. While about the middle of this period, his destiny was finally determined, the clarification of interest and purpose came to pass for the most part imperceptibly in the subconscious seK. Like almost every other energetic and ambitious young man, he kept his visions for his less active hours. At other times he was the hustling man of business; and just 84 THE FORGOTTEN, MEMORABLE YEARS now that business was the contracting for and sale of fuel, and the storing and forwarding of merchandise. Already one characteristic which was to differentiate him from others, and contribute to his most remarkable achievements, the gift of the clear look forward, was in evidence. To the end of his days James J. Hill was always planning for half a century ahead. He obtained his first railroad interest that way, because he saw a future invisible to others. Fifteen years after that he carried his transcontinental line to the coast, amidst universal predictions of failure, because he visioned the growth of the country traversed as distinctly as if it were mapped out before him. He foresaw the great economic changes that took place during his lifetime and provided for or against them. Because of his prescience as applied to national economics, the whole conservation movement, of which he was the actual originator, came into being. These were not isolated or accidental chapters in a life singularly logical and compact. They were the outcome of temperament strengthened by lifelong habit. Whenever Mr. HiU considered any enterprise in a practical way or con templated taking any share in it whatever, he im mediately proceeded to throw a mental view of it upon the screen and study its probable aspect after the lapse of half a century. Then he knew whether it contained for him any practical use or attractiveness. His mainsail was always trimmed to catch the breeze 85 THE LIFE OF JAMES J. HILL of to-morrow. First he planted himself firmly on facts ; the exact facts, aU the facts. Then he applied to them his powerful constructive imagination. His careful inquiries into the nature and value of our coal measures, with particular reference to the Northwest, have been mentioned. He was one of the first to appreciate the extent and value of the coal deposits of Iowa; and some years later the gentlemen who needed them were amazed to find 2,300 acres of valuable coal lands in one county of the state held under lease by James J. Hill. He read every book on the subject, visited every locality within reach where coal could be obtained, questioned travellers and prospectors, commissioned others to get information for him. In 1872, with a practical geolo gist, he explored the little known Turtle Mountam country for coal. He became what he remained to the day of his death, an expert on the quantity and quality of the coal measures of the American North west, and no mean authority on those of the entire world. Meantime, his firm was mostly occupied with trans actions in the cruder and less costly fuel used in every new country. The individual, the manufacturer, the railroad, were still using wood in that country of bitter temperatures. One thing an enterprising man could do — supply the best kind of wood so long as wood had to be used. Mr. Hill obtained, early in 1866, a con tract from the old St. Paul & Pacific Railroad Company, 86 THE FORGOTTEN, MEMORABLE YEARS of which a great deal will be heard presently, to furnish it with fuel. Said one of his contemporaries of those days in St. Paul : "At that time the supply of cord wood brought into St. Paul was of the most wretched charac ter. The farmers used to bring in a load on their wagons, dump it and then pile it up scientifically so as to make a cord and a half out of a cord. They used all the gnarled and knotty stuff they could get hold of, because it made the pile measure more. The result was that the ctizens got wretched fuel and were robbed besides. When Mr. HiU got hold of the wood con tract, all this changed. He shipped into St. Paul all the best and straightest hard wood he could out of the Big Woods. The railroad took from him all the light and soft wood for their locomotives, and we got all the good stuff." A little later he put mineral coal upon the St. Paul market for the first time. This railroad contract, however, was no jug-handled affair, but a business proposition of benefit to both parties. When the terms and effects of it were exam ined after the railroad went into bankruptcy, the sworn testimony showed that while, from 1862 to 1865 the price of wood in St. Paul and Minneapolis was from six to twelve dollars per cord, and the cost to the rail road company from three to eight dollars, the contract with Hill, Griggs & Co., reduced the charge to the rail road company until in 1871 it was but $1.70, while the cities got wood at from four and a half to six 87 THE LIFE OF JAMES J. HILL and a half dollars. The company was enabled to furnish wood at low prices to settlers on the prairie, it obtained a large revenue from the wood handled for city consumers, and at the same time the price of wood lands advanced and labourers found better employ ment. Here, as later, Mr. Hill had gone upon the principle that he could make a good thing for himself by making new business adjustments that would serve the best interests of the public. Another agreement had been made early in 1866 between Mr. Hill and the railroad company, for the handling of its freight at St. Paul and the eventual transfer to the company of the warehouse he had built. This was to last for a year only; but when a partnership with E, S. Litchfield was formed later, it was extended to 1872 and afterward to 1874. The fulfilment of it was no sinecure. Mr. Hill saw personally to the carrying out of its provisions. He says: "For many years I bought wood land and cut the wood." He took the land from the company, supplied it with fuel for its locomo tives, and marketed the surplus in St. Paul and Minne apolis. At the same time there was the immense detaU of the shipping business, by both river and rail, to be looked after. The personal records of this time, devoid of stirring event though they are, exhibit days and years packed so closely with the infinite details of business that one wonders how a man had strength and patience to carry it all. Mr. Hill declared that at one time the 88 THE FORGOTTEN, MEMORABLE YEARS business furnished to the railway company by his firm amounted to fully one third of its entire earnings from freight. From the first it was undoubtedly the transportation side of his business that interested him most, however important the other may have been then as a resource, or later as an asset, in the carrying out of larger under takings. His first business partnership, entered into under the name of J. J. Hill & Co., was formed in 1867 with Egbert S. Litchfield. In 1869 the partnership became Hill, Griggs & Co., formed to carry on a general business in wood, coal, and commission. Mr. Hill had bought out the Litchfield interest, and the new firm took it over, being capitalized at $25,000. This made it of respectable size for those days. Mr. Griggs said: "Mr. Hill was remarkably clear-headed and shrewd, and he very early realized that the development of the Northwest would be great and that whoever could furnish facilities for transportation would find an almost limitless field for his energies, capital, and enterprise." The firm and business changes of the next few years are lightning-like. They correspond to the varying needs of the now growing country, and to the restless aggressiveness and as yet unconcentrated energy of Mr. Hill. He held aU these different interests in his hand. He had not yet definitely determined to which one he would finally give his undivided allegiance. Until then he could not afford to relinquish his control of any. 89 THE LIFE OF JAMES J. HILL The warehouse, the river trade, the agency for the Red River buyers, the fuel contract with the railroad, the fuel business in St. Paul and the storage, forwarding and commission business — surely here were enough activities to keep a man hustling and to involve him in many firm combinations. The articles of incorporation of HiU, Griggs & Co. are dated August 20, 1869. HUl was to look after the transportation end; Griggs after the wood and coal end, and a separate partnership agreement was made the year following with one De Witt C. Kinsey, for the purpose of "carrying on a merchandising and transportation business on the Red River of the North." Also another side partnership agreement was made in 1870 with another Griggs — Alexander, who knew boats like a book — to cover the building and operation of a steamboat on the Red River. Then there was a pooling of interests with one Armstrong, who also had a contract for the transporta tion of wood over the one railroad of the town. Mr. Hill left no loose ends showing if he could help it, and the merger idea is by no means the newest thing under the sun. Scattered through the St. Paul news paper files of 1868 are plenty of items to show that this is no longer merely the hard-working clerk, but now the substantial man of business whose enterprise and successes constitute an important part of the record of the growing capital city of a big state. "J. J. HiU and Beaupre & Kelly were the only two com- 90 THE FORGOTTEN, MEMORABLE YEARS petitors to put in bids to furnish the government with 6,000 pounds of bacon." "James J. Hill's transfer house at the lower levee will soon be filled with flour. Its capacity is 28,000 barrels. During the past week Mr. Hill disposed of 800 cords of maple wood at $7 per cord." "J. J. Hill, in addition to his already num erous lines of business has, with characteristic enter prise, opened an extensive wood, coal, and brick yard down at the levee. He gets his wood from the main line of the Pacific Road, which is the very best brought to market. He has already received about a dozen barges of coal, and he says he will have enough on hand before winter to supply the entire city." Most signifi cant of all is this, also of the year 1868: "A meeting was held in St. Paul to give aid to distressed settlers in the Red River Valley. The total contributions were $1,137. The Ust was headed by Mr. J. J. HiU with a subscription of $200." A man of weight and position, this, who gave nearly twenty per cent, of the entire relief fund contributed by his town. Also one to whom a crop failure in the Red River Valley was already a subject of interest and a call for help. James J. Hill was by this time a familiar figure in the public as well as the business life of St. Paul. In 1869 he was unanimously chosen president of the Demo cratic county convention. In 1871 his name appears among the Democratic nominees for alderman of St. Paul. He was a man of note and activity in his com- 91 THE LIFE OF JAMES J. HILL munity; and it is curious in this connection that as yet he had not formally adopted the new citizenship. His naturalization papers are on record in the Clerk's office of the District Court of Ramsey County, in which St. Paul is situated, bearing date October 18, 1880. Evi dently he had made no previous declaration of inten tion, because a search of the records of the Clerk of the State Supreme Court and those of the Clerk of the United States District Court fails to reveal any such entry. The affidavit of 1880 was filled out in Mr. Hill's own handwriting. He declared on oath that he had been a resident of this country the required number of years, and that during all this time he had intended to be come a citizen. This declaration took the place of "first papers," having been made legal in 1878. It is clear that Mr. Hill had regarded himself as so thor oughly identified with the United States that he, like many others at that time, put off and forgot an act which, to them all, seemed a useless formality. His re lation to a great business enterprise under American law made it material that this form should be complied with. But for many years before that Mr. Hill, though always devotedly attached to the land of his birth and to his kinsmen across the sea, was as thoroughly an American citizen in heart and feeling as if all the laws and all the courts had so declared it. The gross earnings of Hill, Griggs & Co. ran from $40,000 to $65,000 a year, a big business for St. Paul. 92 THE FORGOTTEN, MEMORABLE YEARS For in 1869 all Minnesota raised only 8,000,000 bushels of wheat, and Dakota was not in the list as a producer of anything. Whatever they made was put at work again as speedily as possible. There was no idle capital, as there was no idle man in this enterprise. The firm lasted, with several unimportant permuta tions and combinations not necessary to record, until May, 1, 1875, when Mr. Hill bought out the Griggs interest. Immediately the Northwestern Fuel Com pany was established to conduct the business. It had to be done now without the direct participation and control of Mr. HiU himself. For before this date he had made his definite choice. More and more the trans portation business had come to appeal to him per sonally. More and more the great idea, the great pos sibility in connection with it, that had occurred to him, absurd, chimerical, but dazzling and insistent, obsessed him. By 1878, when this idea was materializing into one of the most splendid facts in the history of American development and the constructive genius of American railroading, the fuel interest was cut out altogether. Control of the Northwestern Fuel Company was sold to other parties, and Mr. Hill vanished from the fuel business except as the expert on coal supplies and coal values, whose authority nobody in the Northwest was able to dispute satisfactorily. Forty years after this he was showing the people of Minnesota what wealth they possessed in their exten- 93 THE LIFE OF JAMES J. HILL sive deposits of peat; forcing home his point with facts and figures brought from Germany, to which country he had sent a man to investigate the processes, cost, and net returns of peat reduction. His early experience in the fuel business was invaluable to him as an auxiliary in the conduct of his railroad. The subsidence into its proper place of this particular absorbing interest is a typical phase of the growth of the whole man; which was like the assembling of the parts of a crystal, under obscure but mathematical and irrefragable laws, to form a sym metrical whole. While fuel and freighting were furnishing the bread and butter of life, the future possibilities of the trans portation business were inspiring its visions. The boy who had dreamed of steamboat lines on the sacred streams of India, the young fellow who had fought for Mississippi River consignments, the representative of an important part of the Red River trade, was feeling now the pull of a man's full-grown inclination toward his inevitable destiny. / The fuel branch of the business came to mean less and less to him and to be turned over more completely to others, and the transporta tion branch grew until its luxuriance obscured all other purpose. Blindly, in one sense; accidentally, if there were any such thing as accident in the world; intui tively, the wise would say, James J. Hill followed his nature's leading and became more and more absorbed in mastering the various and different details of trans- 94 THE FORGOTTEN, MEMORABLE YEARS portation in this Northwestern country, and in conjur ing up pictures of its future whose prismatic fantasies were one day to be changed into sober-hued truth. At first his business connections were, as has been seen, with the Mississippi River Packet Company, the First Division of the St. Paul and Pacific Railroad Company — the only rail line which the country could yet boast — and the Red River Valley trade. The time was now approaching for the combination of the last two, from whose union a future for him and for the country was to be born. The Mississippi River business was already ceasing to interest him. Although it was in its glory for many years to come, that foresight of his told him that the day when it could capture ambition and re ward energy of the first order had passed for ever. The boy who had exulted in the first load of freight over the iron rails into and out of St. Paul had glimpsed a finality. He hitched his wagon to the new regime. When he struck out for himself, the real assets of J. J. HiU & Co. were their share of the Red River business and their contract with the railroad. For the first two years of independence he had sailed under his own flag. Although he did not yet appreci ate the future value of the Red River business and its relation to the growth of the Northwest, he realized its present importance and looked after it closely. After 1866 he handled this trade, as described in his own words: "I took the representation of the outside parties .95 THE LIFE OF JAMES J. HILL — the outside traders and the different Church societies and persons other than the Hudson Bay Company, living in the Red River settlement at that time. I re ceived their furs and skins and sold them for them; re ceived their merchandise and goods coming from Eng land; held them here; filled their orders for merchandise bought here, and for machinery or anything they wished to buy; acted for them as their factor and agent." He had secured the handling of freight for the railroad company. He had made his contract for furnishing it with fuel. AU these enterprises prospered. The young business man was making money as well as acquiring experience. He was testing the value of the two meth ods of transportation and balancing them against each other, although he never doubted which of them would control the future. The raUroads creeping out from the Great Lakes to the west and south cast over the Mississippi River busi ness the pall of an inevitable decline. But up in the north there was a flourishing trade, originating in the early days of the Selkirk settlement, that could as yet be handled only by team and boat. Some day it would be a bonanza to a traffic agency yet to be called into being. Meanwhile, there was good money in it. As early as 1868 one customer sent in drafts for £5,000 on England in payment for consignments or dered. That was a transaction not to be despised even in the days of "big business." One order sent down by 96 THE FORGOTTEN, MEMORABLE YEARS a clergyman was for "two cases gin, one cask sugar, two tuning forks, and one copy each of the works of Tennyson and Longfellow." Sweetness and hght were likely to abound in that parish. A lively and profitable business is indicated by the firm's reply to a Red River customer who owes them a balance and wants to borrow from the banks. They tell him that he can draw on them for $1,000 cash, or draw for $3,000 if he can send them one thousand mink skins for the market. Before 1867 these goods were sent from St. Paul by the clumsy Red River cart trains. The change made by the beginning of steam navigation on the Red River of the North, and how that came about, have been described in a previous chapter. By 1867, the railroad line having been extended to St. Cloud, that became the point of transfer to teams. Most of the traffic after 1870 was carried across country to the Red River and thence by flat boats to Fort Garry — or Winnipeg — by steamer. This route came to have decisive and per manent preference. All of the share of this business faUing to Mr. Hill was handled without neglecting other interests or ceasing to cultivate local trade. By this time the Falls of St. Anthony had become the cen tre of an active miUing industry, and its flour had to be carried out. In a private letter of 1867 Mr. Hill wrote : "I am shipping for every one of them, in all seventeen miUs, with sixty-eight run of stones." So early had he learned to reach out successfully with one hand with- 97 THE LIFE OF JAMES J. HILL out letting go with the other. And now he shot his arrow into the air and saw it faU. He put his capital and enterprise largely into the transportation business for the Red River country. Henceforth this was to be his study and his inspiration, while the other interests of the firm were looked after more and more by his partners and associates. This venture at the outset was, in effect, an invasion of the territory of the domineering and all-powerful Hudson Bay Company, which brooked no competition in its own domain. But the far-seeing young fellow saw that he must fight for what he would win; and he never shirked a fight to the end of his days, and never enjoyed a victory won without dangerous struggle. He had measured the proportions of this Northwestern trade and tasted its profits. He was not one to sit down and look after the office and clerical work while others gathered the glory and the gain. His little boat, with a few barges, made ready for business. Once let him get his nose under the tent and, like the camel, he trusted to himself to try conclusions with the