BY HENRY CABOT LODGE (ADAPTED)
 WASHINGTON as soon as Fort Duquesne had fallen hurried home,
resigned his commission, and was married. The sunshine and
glitter of the wedding day must have appeared to Washington
deeply appropriate, for he certainly seemed to have all that
heart of man could desire. Just twenty-seven, in the first
flush of young manhood, keen of sense and yet wise in
experience, life must have looked very fair and smiling. He
had left the army with a well-earned fame, and had come home
to take the wife of his choice, and enjoy the good will and
respect of all men.
While away on his last campaign he had been elected a member
of the House of Burgesses, and when he took his seat, on
removing to Williamsburg, three months after his marriage,
Mr. Robinson, the Speaker, thanked him publicly in eloquent
words for his services to the country.
Washington rose to reply, but he was so utterly unable to
talk about himself that he stood before the House stammering
and blushing until the Speaker said:—
"Sit down, Mr. Washington, your modesty equals your valor,
and that surpasses the power of any language I possess."