Statesmen -- United States; United States -- Biography
He had so won the esteem and approbation of Washington that he was
offered a position upon his staff, which he accepted March 1, 1777, with
the rank of lieutenant-colonel. His work now was constant and absorbing.
The correspondence was immense, but all was done with that clearness and
elegance of diction which had marked the young collegian. He was popular
with old and young, being called the "Little Lion," as a term of
endearment, in appreciation of bravery and nobility of character.
When the skies looked darkest, as at Valley Forge, Hamilton was
habitually cheerful, seeing always a rainbow among the clouds. His
enthusiasm was contagious. He carried men with him by a belief in his
own powers, and by deep sympathy with others. Lafayette loved him as a
brother. He wrote Hamilton, "Before this campaign I was your friend and
very intimate friend, agreeably to the ideas of the world. Since my
second voyage, my sentiment has increased to such a point the world
knows nothing about. To show _both_, from want and from scorn of
expression, I shall only tell you--Adieu!"
Baron Steuben used to say, in later days, "The Secretary of the Treasury
is my banker; my Hamilton takes care of me when he cannot take care of
himself."
Hamilton wrote to his dear friend Laurens, "Cold in my professions--warm
in my friendships--I wish it were in my power, by actions rather than
words, to convince you that I love you.... You know the opinion I
entertain of mankind, and how much it is my desire to preserve myself
free from particular attachments, and to keep my happiness independent
of the caprices of others. You should not have taken advantage of my
sensibility to steal into my affections without my consent."
Best of all, Washington confided in him, and loved him, and we usually
love those in whom we have confided. When he wanted a calcitrant
general, like Gates, brought to terms, he sent the tactful, clear-headed
Hamilton on the mission. When he wanted decisive action, he sent the
same fearless young officer, who knew no such word as failure.
Sometimes he broke down physically, but the power of youth triumphed,
and he was soon at work again.
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