George Washington
Born: 1732
Death: 1799
‘I will enter upon the momentous duty…’
George Washington remains one of the most beloved losers in history. Commanding General of the Continental Army during America’s War of Independence, the number of his victories can literally be counted upon the fingers of one hand, yet it was he that held the under-supplied, ragamuffin force together, through the agony of loss and countless hardships. In accepting the post given him by the Second Continental Congress, Washington declared, “I will enter upon the momentous duty, and exert every power I possess...for the support of the glorious cause,” yet professed his belief that, “I do not think myself equal to the command I (am) honored with.” The reluctant man of the hour: ‘twas a theme Washington would carry forward upon being notified of his victory in the nation’s first presidential election. “Although I ought not to conceal, yet I cannot describe, the painful emotions which I felt,” in determining, “whether I would accept or refuse the President of the United States.”
Nowadays, when the Presidency is a sought-after office, Washington’s reluctance contrasts starkly with the America of today. “My love of retirement is so great, that no earthly consideration, short of a conviction of duty, could have prevailed upon me,” to accept the post. George Washington had already served American Independence for eight years in the field of war; as President of the tumultuous convention in Philadelphia, he’d presided over the creation of the Constitution, and now, at 57, he was embarking upon a two-term career as President. Washington was duty-bound to serve, when called, and serve he did, despite the personal costs.
General and President
Washington encompasses many molds. President and General, slave master, and Founding Father. Yet there was no reason to believe this young son of Virginia farmers would reach the soaring heights of history, let alone surmount them. The eldest child of his father’s second marriage, Washington was a country boy, whose mother drilled discipline into his very soul from a young age. His father’s death obliged the adolescent George to grow up and bear the burdens of family, snuffing out the possibility of receiving the classical education of his elder brothers.
A relative nobody, Washington’s first steps onto the pages of history came through military service, and proved cataclysmic. Igniting a war with France, on his first foray into the contested Ohio River Valley, was not what Washington’s superiors had in mind when they commissioned him in the Virginia militia, and sent him off to build forts and keep an eye on Britain’s imperial enemies. In league with an adopted Iroquois leader named Tanacharison, the ‘Half King’ to the Virginians, Washington and a band of forty men fell upon a detachment of Frenchmen in a Pennsylvania glen, at the end of May 1754. “We were advanced pretty near to them,” Washington confided to his diary, “when they discovered us; whereupon I ordered my company to fire.” The French were slaughtered; their commander, Jumonville, was cruelly murdered by the Half King, as Washington stood stupefied, and did nothing. The shock of his first action had him transfixed. While his writings portray it as a skirmish, modern historians look at Jumonville Glen as a massacre, perpetrated by a young inexperienced officer, who completely lost control of the situation.
War erupted across the frontiers and, while Washington acquitted himself well in command of a regiment of Virginians, he resigned his commission before the war was over, sick and weary of its exertions. In the years to come, he married Martha Custis, a wealthy widow whose presence steadied him, even amidst the lowest days of the Revolutionary War. It was within his estate of Mount Vernon, along the Potomac, that Washington enjoyed his more tranquil moments. Like many in his position, Washington was a master of others, his estate worked and toiled over by the unfree. It was no surprise, then, that Washington’s constant companion, through seven grueling years as Commander of the Continentals, was his slave and valet, William Lee, a man Washington freed upon his death, “in testimony of my sense of his attachment to me, and for his faithful services during the Revolutionary War.”
Such services were necessary, as Washington rose to meet the greatest challenge of his life: meeting and withstanding the British army in the field. His war record is lined with defeats, one after the other. But when he won, he won big; his calculated risk-taking in crossing the frozen Delaware River, on Christmas night, 1776, gave life to a near-dying cause. In a week, Washington’s Continentals twice defeated their enemies, overwhelming the Hessians at Trenton, before sneaking off to beat back the British garrison at Princeton, New Jersey. But Washington’s true brilliance lies in his understanding of the war he fought. The army he commanded had to survive, for, without it, the American cause was dead. And survive it did, through battle, Congressional indifference, and the long weary years of war. By the time the French arrived, it was a well-honed weapon, capable and confident, held together by the iron resolve of its Commander.
But when one duty was done, another had only just begun. The new nation needed a leader, to guide it through the early years. Who better than the man who had willingly given up command of the army, ceding away all power for the pastoral cares of Mount Vernon? So, Washington took up the office of President of the United States. His presidency, like his time as commander of the Continentals, was not without trouble. Rebellion, over whiskey, prompted him to lead the militia out against the would-be rebels. An even more dire war was raging in modern Ohio, against a powerful tribal Confederacy bent upon halting U.S. expansion, while in Europe, the conflagration of the French Revolution threatened to push the infant U.S. into another war with Britain. Steering the ship of state, through such murky waters, taxed Washington’s skills to their very limits, and after two terms, he left office for the last time.
Mythologizing history is an age-old pastime. Glorifying a seminal event so crucial to a people’s national narrative, however, tends to mar the reality behind all the finery of later interpretations. One such event is the Continental Army’s crossing of the Delaware River, on Christmas night, 1776. A fanciful artistic recreation has since taken over the imagination of what the actual crossing was like, but it is ridden with historical, and common-sense errors. What are they? Look upon the image provided, and point out its inaccuracies. While a martial painting, it’s just plain bad history.
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