In which the author reminisces on previous presidential house visits. This post chronicles my third presidential house visit in 2008.
James Monroe is a difficult man to dislike.
The
last of the presidents who was also a Founding Father, his presidency
coincided with a time of relative peace in the United States. After the
breakdown of the Federalist Party, Monroe ran unopposed in 1816. The
only reason his election was not unanimous was because one elector
abstained in order to ensure that only George Washington had that honor.
His time in office was dubbed “The Era of Good Feelings.” Even a financial crisis couldn’t put Monroe out of office. He is the only
president to have been re-elected after presiding over a panic. The only
memorable controversy of his tenure, The Monroe Doctrine, was actually
written by his Secretary of State, John Quincy Adams (who could have
used some of his boss’s charm).
Monroe
was perhaps too likable. His genial popularity now seems like plain old
mediocrity. I prefer to think of it as competency, a trait that seems
to have all but disappeared from modern government. Still, James Monroe
is like the safe boyfriend the protagonist of a romantic comedy leaves
at the last moment for the exciting, romantic male lead (for our
purposes, Andrew Jackson).
For
this reason, I am pre-disposed to like James Monroe even more. I am the
kind of person who thinks Sleepless in Seattle would have been improved
if Meg Ryan had forgotten about Tom Hanks and stuck with Bill Pullman
(this may have something to do with my love of Bill Pullman, but I
digress). Sure James Monroe’s presidency wasn’t that exciting, but
excitement is often overrated. The man led a politically unified America
the likes of which was never seen again. He was an amazing diplomat and an excellent administrator.
So
I was a little disappointed by my visit to Ash Lawn-Highland, his
country estate that is only a few miles outside of Charlottesville, VA.
After the beautiful dysfunction of Monticello, Ash Lawn-Highland is a bit
of a letdown. It looks like a country manor house from a mid-90s BBC
period drama. Normally, this would thrill me, but I had hoped to learn
more about what made Monroe tick. I wanted insight into the man beyond that he was likable.
Unfortunately,
there wasn’t much to be had. The entire house oozed with an air of
pleasant domesticity. It was easy to imagine a family living there
comfortably. The house is full of elegant decorations and portraits of
friends Monroe had made while in public service. They seem for the most
part like polite, impersonal gifts from important people that were put
on display so as not to offend the gift givers, and also to remind the
viewer that Monroe knew some exceptional people.
However,
one of these friendly reminders rises above the rest and makes for a
great story, or at least a great Tour Guide Story. There is a bust of
Napoleon in the drawing room that is little too large for the room. The
face is modeled less on the general himself and more on classical Roman
sculpture. It is also a physical representation of one of those
surprising connections that crop up quite a bit when you study history.
James
Monroe was serving as Minister to France in Paris when the French
Revolution broke out. He and his wife were well-regarded in French
society, even when the monarchy fell. After Napoleon’s rise to power,
the Monroe’s sent their eldest daughter Eliza to a prestigious girl’s
school in France that was founded by a down-on-her-luck aristocrat.
Another one of her pupils was Hortense de Beauharnais, daughter of
Empress Josephine and step-daughter to Napoleon himself. Eliza Monroe
and Hortense became friends at school and maintained their friendship
throughout their lives, even though their paths diverged quite
dramatically.
While
Eliza Monroe returned to America, got married, and started a family,
Hortense was contracted in a political marriage to Napoleon’s
brother/her step-uncle Louis who was the King of Holland. The marriage
was apparently quite miserable; according to Wikipedia, “she was much
liked by the public, which annoyed her husband.” Despite this documented
dislike, the couple managed to have three sons, one of whom became
Napoleon III.
Eliza
Monroe had an inconsequential life in comparison to her friend, but
given the choice, I would choose her life over Hortense’s. Excitement
and misery often go hand in hand, and Hortense was often depressed. She
may have been a queen, but she felt like a prisoner. Similarly, reading
about Napoleon and his exploits is a lot more interesting than reading
about James Monroe, but Monroe was the man you would want to have as
your leader. Political upheaval and war make for riveting history books,
but is less pleasant to actually live through.
So maybe I’m being too hard on James Monroe. Sometimes good is for the best.