Salona, Fairfax County, VirginiaAnderson, Ellen L.
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Salona, Fairfax County, Virginia
Anderson, Ellen L.
Salona (McLean, Va.)
Our kind friend, Mr. Carroll, has come to
hasten my departure, and is in a very mad
humor because I insist on waiting until the
large picture of Gen. Washington is secured,
and it requires to be unscrewed from the
wall. The process was found too tedious for
these perilous moments; I have ordered the
frame to be broken, and the canvas taken out;
it is done--and the precious portrait placed
in the hands of two gentlemen of New York,
for safekeeping.... When I shall again write
to you, or where I shall be tomorrow, I
cannot tell!![70]
Apparently Dolley spent the night of August 24 in a tent in the
American encampment at Tennallytown, and the next day crossed over
into Virginia where she spent the night of August 25 with Matilda Lee
Love at Rokeby. The roads were crowded with refugees and the exodus
was slow. As the Loves had often been guests at the President's
House, Dolley did not have to spend night with strangers. In her
reminiscences, Matilda Love wrote:
In the following spring of 1814, it (the
war) came more home to us, as the British
got into our southern waters, and in August
came up to Washington and burnt all the
public buildings.... As I lived about ten
miles from Washington, Mrs. Madison and a
number of city people took refuge at my home
the night the British took Washington....
They watched the flames of the burning capital from Rokeby that
night.[71]
Irving Brant, definitive biographer of Madison, writes of the
departure of the Madisons from the capital:
The travels of President and Mrs. Madison
after the battle have long been involved in
obscurity and contradiction owing to the
meagerness of early records (Dolley's
letters about it were eaten by mice),
uncertain memories and the derogatory
stories circulated by political detractors.
The facts bear little resemblance to the
popular stories in which the Jones and
Carroll families are nonexistent, Dolley
wanders forlornly from house to house, while
Madison, split in person rather than
personality, simultaneously hides in a
miserable hovel in the Virginia woods and
flees in terror into the distant hills of
Maryland.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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