the inner; and therefore, to those who did not have
the clue to him, he appeared increasingly contradictory,
one thing on the surface, another within. Clary’s
Grove and the evolutions from Clary’s Grove,
continued to think of him as their leader. On
the other hand, men who had parted with the mere humanism
of Clary’s Grove, who were a bit analytical,
who thought themselves still more analytical, seeing
somewhat beneath the surface, reached conclusions similar
to those of a shrewd Congressman who long afterward
said that Lincoln was not a leader of men but a manager
of men.(1) This astute distinction was not true of
the Lincoln the Congressman confronted; nevertheless,
it betrays much both of the observer and of the man
he tried to observe. In the Congressman’s
day, what he thought he saw was in reality the shadow
of a Lincoln that had passed away, passed so slowly,
so imperceptibly that few people knew it had passed.
During many years following 1835, the distinction
in the main applied. So thought the men who, like
Lincoln’s latest law partner, William H. Herndon,
were not derivatives of Clary’s Grove.
The Lincoln of these days was the only one Herndon
knew. How deeply he understood Lincoln is justly
a matter of debate; but this, at least, he understood—that
Clary’s Grove, in attributing to Lincoln its
own idea of leadership, was definitely wrong.
He saw in Lincoln, in all the larger matters, a tendency
to wait on events, to take the lead indicated by events,
to do what shallow people would have called mere drifting.
To explain this, he labeled him a fatalist.(2) The
label was only approximate, as most labels are.
But Herndon’s effort to find one is significant.
In these years, Lincoln took the initiative—when
he took it at all—in a way that most people
did not recognize. His spirit was ever aloof.
It was only the every-day, the external Lincoln that
came into practical contact with his fellows.
This is especially true of the growing politician.
He served four consecutive terms in the Legislature
without doing anything that had the stamp of true
leadership. He was not like either of the two
types of politicians that generally made up the legislatures
of those days—the men who dealt in ideas
as political counters, and the men who were grafters
without in their naive way knowing that they were grafters.
As a member of the Legislature, Lincoln did not deal
in ideas. He was instinctively incapable of graft
A curiously routine politician, one who had none of
the earmarks familiar in such a person. Aloof,
and yet, more than ever companionable, the power he
had in the Legislature—for he had acquired
a measure of power—was wholly personal.
Though called a Whig, it was not as a party man but
as a personal friend that he was able to carry through
his legislative triumphs. His most signal achievement
was wholly a matter of personal politics. There
was a general demand for the removal of the capital
from its early seat at Vandalia, and rivalry among