Pierce Butler Case

Pierce Butler

It was a gloomy winter morning when I was born on the 11th of July in the year 1744. I was one of the children of the British aristocracies who couldn't quite acquire their father's properties because of primogeniture. Therefore, I decided to pursue a career in the military. In 1758, I migrated down to America as a British Army officer. I assembled in the thirteen British colonies of North America, despite I was on Great Britain's side. I fought the British Army in the Revolutionary War for the citizens of South Carolina. That was only the start of my hand in defending America.

Along with entitling the general of South Carolina's militia, being a wealthy planter, a slave owner, the senator and legislature of my state for three terms, I helped organize the American forces to clash the foraying Redcoats. I was also a very outspoken opulent aristocrat. Although a lot of my affluence were vanished by the end of the Revolutionary War, I made a come back towards the end of 1785. Fortunately, a year later, my experiences and accomplishments, throughout the age of 43, epitomized South Carolina in the Constitutional Convention. I was chosen by the legislature, along with Charles Pinckney, Charles Cotesworth Pinckney and John Rutledge, because of my strong background as a leader in the military and in the political field. We met in Philadelphia to model a new strong form of government in order to alter the Articles of Confederation.

Although, I began my political beliefs as a Federalist, in 1795, I supported the Jeffersonian party just so I could become an independent in politics.

From what I had experienced and contemplated during the Revolutionary War, America's government was not strong enough to support an entire country. Hence, at the Constitutional Convention, I entreated the idea of a strong central government for the upcoming independent nation. Knowing that a country does not only depend on a centralized government, I stood to give all the citizens equal protective rights for it's country and the country's security. I also demanded that the country would need a department of defense which wouldn't only protect the country, but also give it's people the opportunity to stand on their feet and be defensive to it's land.

I had given my full consent in ratifying the Constitution, however I failed to attend the convention that approved it. But my proposal of the states to require to return their fugitive slaves was accepted without any hesitation, knowing that slavery was one of the major concerns at the Convention.

At the age of 77, it was the end for me on February 15, 1822, the last day of my life as an influential military persona, leader, planter, slave holder, and a great representative of my colony, South Carolina. I was buried in the yard of Church Christ in Philadelphia,