Next morning--by a strange coincidence the Fourth of July, then an
unmarked day in the calendar--at nine o’clock the Americans marched out
of camp. The French were drawn up in parallel lines in front of the
intrenchment. Knowing that the American officers would be afoot, the
French officers sent their horses to the rear. As the Americans marched
out, with George Washington at their head, the French commander,
Duchaine, turned to his officers and said, smiling:
“Look at that beautiful boy-commander! Are not such provincials worth
conquering?”
The Americans halted, and George advanced to thank the French commander
for the extreme courtesy shown the Americans, for it was the policy of
the French to conciliate the Americans, and to profess to think them
driven into the war by England.
Before George could speak the Frenchman, saluting, said:
“Colonel Washington, I had heard that you were young, but not until
this moment did I fully realize it. All day yesterday I thought I was
fighting a man as old in war as I am, and I have been a soldier for
more than thirty years.”
George could only say a few words in reply, but to the core of his
heart he felt the cordial respect given him by his enemies.
But his thoughts were bitter on that homeward march. He had been
sent out to do great things, and he came back a defeated man. By
the watch-fires at night he prepared his account to be submitted to
Governor Dinwiddie, and it was the most painful work of his life. After
two weeks’ travel, the latter part of it in advance of his command, he
reached Williamsburg. The House of Burgesses was in session, and this
gave him a painful kind of satisfaction. He would know at once what was
thought of his conduct.
On the day of his arrival he presented himself before Governor
Dinwiddie, who received him kindly.
“We know, Colonel Washington,” he said, “that you surrendered three
hundred men to nine hundred. But we also know that you gave them a
tussle for it. Remain here until I have communicated with the House of
Burgesses, when you will, no doubt, be sent for.”
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