Thing we were happiest to learn: Mormons did coexist peacefully with their fellow Missourians for a while, after a rocky start. But it was a very rocky start. After settling Jackson County, non-Mormons were threatened, as their Latter Day Saints neighbors voted in a bloc and, as Wikipedia puts it, “their economic cohesion allowed the Mormons to dominate local economies.” When anti-Mormon sentiment tipped into violence, the local authorities sat back and allowed it to happen, but when the Mormons fought back, “self-defense… was immediately labeled as an ‘insurrection,’ and was put down by the activated militia of the county.” Undaunted, the Mormon community resettled nearby, and while the government refused to compensate anyone for lost property, they incorporated adjacent Caldwell County (Missouri had been a state for less than 20 years, so county lines were still being drawn) as a Mormon enclave. Once that enclave was established, a Far West newspaper reported, “the Saints here are at perfect peace with all the surrounding inhabitants, and persecution is not so much as once named among them.”
Thing we were unhappiest to learn: That perfect peace didn’t last. By 1837, the Church was comfortable enough in Missouri that their headquarters relocated from Kirtland, Ohio to Far West, bringing hundreds more settlers with them. Eventually, Caldwell County ran out of room, and Mormons began settling neighboring counties. This stirred up familiar tensions, especially in Daviess County, which was more or less equally split between Democrats and Whigs, and the Mormons could tip elections as they saw fit.
Things came to a head in the election of 1838, when legislature candidate William Peniston, who definitely didn’t have the last few letters of his name crossed off of most of his campaign posters, called Mormons, “horse thieves and robbers,” and “warned them not to vote.” He continued to disparage Mormons on the campaign trail, and around 200 of his supporters showed up on election day to stop Mormons from voting. A brawl ensued, and a bunch of Peniston’s supporters left to get guns (because pre-NRA, even frontiersmen didn’t just walk around in public waving guns around), vowing to “kill all the Saints they could find.”
From that point on, mob violence escalated, driving Mormons from De Witt (a previously abandoned town they had settled). While Mormons protested that, as American citizens, they had the right to settle where they pleased, they were driven out of settlement after settlement by armed mobs. Magnificently named Missouri Governor Lilburn Boggs refused to intervene, saying the “quarrel was between the Mormons and the mob.” Without any state oversight, counties formed militias and began threatening violence. The Mormon’s Caldwell County militia marched on a neighboring county to protect settlers there, and burned non-Mormon homes. Last week’s Wormhole subject, state militia general David Rice Atchison, authorized militia troops to patrol the Caldwell County border, but they overstepped that order, firing on the Mormon militia. The Mormons drove the state militia out, but took heavier casualties (two deaths to one, although more Mormons were injured as well).
Reports of the battle were exaggerated, with some saying that the state militia had been wiped out completely. Governor Boggs reacted to these rumors, signing an executive order saying, “the Mormons must be treated as enemies, and must be exterminated or driven from the State.” (Missouri didn’t rescind the order until 1976.) It didn’t matter, however, because by that time, an armed mob of 250 had stormed into Caldwell County, killing 17 and wounding many more in what was named Haun’s Mill massacre. The state militia followed this up by laying siege to Far West. Joseph Smith surrendered, and met the demand that the Mormons leave, saying he would be glad to put the “damnable state” behind him.
Militia general Samuel Lucas held a court martial of the Mormon leaders and ordered their execution, but fellow general Alexander Doniphan refused, calling it “cold-blooded murder.” Smith and several church leaders were still held on charges of treason, although Smith escaped, and led the faithful to Nauvoo, Illinois, where the Mormons were never bothered again—until Smith died five years later and his flock was driven out again, finally settling for good in Utah.
Best link to elsewhere on Wikipedia: When Smith escaped from jail, locals were so outraged that the sheriff was ridden out of town on a rail. As mob violence goes, it was a mild form of torture, as the victim generally straddled a fencepost that was carried around by several other men. The victim would be paraded about town before unceremoniously being dumped from the rail—the intention more to display the person’s shame than to do them harm. However, in this instance, the mob used an iron rail, and the sheriff later died from injuries he received.
Further down the Wormhole: Riding on a rail is just one form of vigilante justice. Real-life vigilantism rarely leads anywhere good, but everyone loves a fictional vigilante, none more so than Batman. Is the secret to Batman’s popularity his fusion of tough-guy brawler and nerdy scientist? Or is it his sprawling, often ridiculous rogues’ gallery of villains? We’ll venture into Arkham Asylum next week.
