"...[how happenings would] terminate is known only to the great ruler of events; and confiding in his wisdom and goodness, we may safely trust the issue to him, without perplexing ourselves to seek for that which is beyond human ken, only taking care to perform the parts assigned to us in a way that reason and our own consciouses approve of."
-George Washington
So I've never read a presidential biography in my life. I'm starting at good old #1 and will continue, on and off, probably until some of the more modern presidents. I don't know if I want to read modern presidential biographies before history has had a chance to stew on them. After some googling I came upon this as one of the "best" biographies on Washington.
This is the first in a four-volume biography, and takes us through Washington's early life up until his appointment by congress as the Commander in Chief of the Continental Army.
George has been mythologized and immortalized by historians and by the people of this country for so long that the authors even-handedness is refreshing. George was far from perfect, as he would be the first to tell you.
His father died when he was eleven, and his relationship with his mother was "strained," to put it mildly. He was sort of a romantic, love-sick teenager. He quite apparently fell in love with one of his dear friends wives, and that love seems to have stayed with him throughout his entire life.
At sixteen he was venturing West to learn the craft of surveying:
When, after an idyllic feast, the sixteen-year-old boy wandered the wild meadow that some mysterious hand had mowed; looked up at the towering mountain ledges on both sides; saw, as if stretched between them, a sky full of stars; and heard the rushing of water near his feet; when he sensed the vastness, the newness, the great power and future prosperity of this land, George Washington gave to the West of the North American continent a part of his heart that he was never to regain."
The author is prone to beautiful passages of clarity like that - but not constantly.
An Indian tried to kill him once, which I didn't know about:
Through this suddenly visible space, the Indian sprinted forward, wheeled at about fifteen paces, and raised his gun. The sharp sound of a shot!
Thus strangely history moves. The bullet, fired by an anonymous savage and aimed for motives unascertainable, speeding in a glade geographers had not found; this little lead pellet, whining through midwinter desolation and loneliness, carried enough insensate venom to change the history of the world. For a second, destiny hung poised. Then Washington shouted, "Are you shot?"
Washington refused to kill that Indian, sparing his life.
He basically sparked the powder keg that turned into the French and Indian War when he and the half-king ambushed some Frenchman, one of which happened to be an Ambassador Jumonville - supposedly on a peaceful diplomatic mission. It became known as the "Jumonville Affair."
Concerning that "little skirmish," Voltaire was to write (exaggerating the ordinance involved), "Such was the complication of political interests that a cannon shot fired in America could give the signal that set Europe ablaze." Washington had, indeed, shed the first blood in the Seven Years' War, a conflict which, according to Frederick of Prussia, cost the lives of about 853,000 soldiers plus civilians by the hundreds of thousands.
The French and Indian War was not friendly to Washington. Following his surrender at Ft. Necessity, the author writes:
The effects of Washington's first campaign on his immediate career in the French and Indian War, and on the long-range development of his character and military skill, were profound. If this has too often been overlooked or misunderstood, it is because the light thrown backwards by his later achievements has been allowed to gild over how grievously Washington blundered when, at the age of twenty-two, he was put by his own energy and the default of others into a position of conspicuous and complicated leadership for which, as he himself realized and stated, he was not ready. Washington had failed on three levels: with the Indians, with the French, and as the functioning Commander of an expeditionary force.
In any case, Washington was now and international figure. As the muse of history notes the name of the twenty-two-year-old already engrossed on her pages, she may well wonder whether this premature appearance will smooth or roughen his future path.
After further frustrations in this conflict, along with the realization that he'd never become an officer in the "regular" British Army, he retired from military service. He was married, elected to the house of burgesses, and spent 17 years between conflicts attending to business at Mount Vernon and trying to acquire large tracts of land in the West he so loved.
As eluded to in the opening quotation, Washington wasn't a traditionally religious man:
Washington was, like Benjamin Franklin and Thomas Jefferson, a deist*. On Sundays, Washington was less likely to go to church than to write letters.
*The reader should be warned that the forgers and mythmakers have been endlessly active in their efforts to attribute to Washington their own religious acts and beliefs...
He was a quiet and rather reserved man...definitely not of the "political" cloth of some of the other founders:
That Washington was a poor public speaker is a favorite part of the anti-legend that exists as a reaction to the legend of his perfection; and the conclusion receives backing from the testimony of those who thought of public speaking exclusively on terms of such spread-eagle oratory as Patrick Henry employed. The English traveler, Nicholas Cresswell, wrote that Washington was "always looked on as too bashful and timid for an orator."
Another interesting thing I found revolved around his childlessness. He married a wealthy widow who already had two kids.
Because there has been so much written and unwritten gossip on the subject, it should be added that these brief paragraphs summarize everything that is known for certain about Washington's childlessness. There is as little reason (none) to believe that he ever had a child by another woman, as that he was impotent. It seems probable that, despite his natural unwillingness to accept the fact, he was sterile. However, it is possible that Martha suffered some injury during Patsy's birth or thereafter which brought an end to her childbearing.
Should one believe, as Washington himself did, that a beneficent destiny ruled the affairs of men, it would be logical to conclude that - as the saying goes - Providence kept George Washington from having any children of his own so that he could better be the father of his country.
I really liked this author. I really liked this book. I assume it will only get better as we move into the Revolution. On to Volume 2!