the way, among them the celebrated General Daniel Morgan, with whom Washington talked over the waterways project.  At “Happy Retreat,” the home of Charles Washington in the fertile Shenandoah Valley, beyond the Blue Ridge, Washington met and transacted business with tenants who lived on his lands in that region.  On September fifth he reached Bath, the present Berkeley Springs, where he owned two thousand acres of land and two lots.  Here fifteen years before he had come with his family in the hope that the water would benefit poor “Patey” Custis, and here he met “the ingenious Mr. Rumney” who showed him the model of a boat to be propelled by steam.

At Bath the party was joined by Doctor Craik’s son William and by the General’s nephew, Bushrod Washington.  Twelve miles to the west Washington turned aside from the main party to visit a tract of two hundred forty acres that he owned on the Virginia side of the Potomac.  He found it “exceedingly Rich, & must be very valuable—­the lower end of the Land is rich white oak in places springey ... the upper part is ... covered with Walnut of considerable size many of them.”  He “got a snack” at the home of a Mr. McCracken and left with that gentleman the terms upon which he would let the land, then rode onward and rejoined the others.

The cavalcade passed on to Fort Cumberland.  There Washington left the main party to follow with the baggage and hurried on ahead along Braddock’s old road in order to fill an appointment to be at Gilbert Simpson’s by the fifteenth.  Passing through the dark tangle of Laurel known as the Shades of Death, he came on September twelfth to the opening among the mountains—­the Great Meadows—­where in 1754 in his rude little fort of logs, aptly named Fort Necessity, he had fought the French and had been conquered by them.  He owned the spot now, for in 1770 Crawford had bought it for him for “30 Pistols[3],” Thirty years before, as an enthusiastic youth, he had called it a “charming field for an encounter”; now he spoke of it as “capable of being turned to great advantage ... a very good stand for a Tavern—­much Hay may be cut here When the ground is laid down in grass & the upland, East of the Meadow, is good for grain.”

[3] Doubtless he meant pistoles, coins, not weapons.

Not a word about the spot’s old associations!

The same day he pushed on through the mountains, meeting “numbers of Persons & Pack horses going in with Ginseng; & for Salt & other articles at the Markets below,” and near nightfall reached on the Youghiogheny River the tract on which Gilbert Simpson, his agent, lived.  He found the land poorer than he had expected and the buildings that had been erected indifferent, while the mill was in such bad condition that “little Rent, or good is to be expected from the present aspect of her,” He was, in fact, unable to find a renter for the mill and let the land, twelve hundred acres, now worth millions, for only five hundred bushels of wheat!