task better than any one else could have done it.
Colonel Meade, loyal and gallant, a good soldier and
planter, said that Hamilton did the headwork of Washington’s
staff and he the riding. When the war was drawing
to a close, Washington said one day to Hamilton, “You
must go to the Bar, which you can reach in six months.”
Then turning to Meade, “Friend Dick, you must
go to your plantation; you will make a good farmer,
and an honest foreman of the grand jury."[2] The prediction
was exactly fulfilled, with all that it implied, in
both cases. But let it not be supposed that there
was any touch of contempt in the advice to Meade.
On the contrary, there was a little warmer affection,
if anything, for he honored success in any honest
pursuit, especially in farming, which he himself loved.
But he distinguished the two men perfectly, and he
knew what each was and what each meant. It seems
little to say, but if we stop to think of it, this
power to read men aright and see the truth in them
and about them is a power more precious than any other
bestowed by the kindest of fairy godmothers.
The lame devil of Le Sage looked into the secrets
of life through the roofs of houses, and much did he
find of the secret story of humanity. But the
great man looking with truth and kindliness into men’s
natures, and reading their characters and abilities
in their words and acts, has a higher and better power
than that attributed to the wandering sprite, for
such a man holds in his hand the surest key to success.
Washington, quiet and always on the watch, after the
fashion of silent greatness, studied untiringly the
ever recurring human problems, and his just conclusions
were powerful factors in the great result. He
was slow, when he had plenty of time, in adopting
a policy or plan, or in settling a public question,
but he read men very quickly. He was never under
any delusion as to Lee, Gates, Conway, or any of the
rest who engaged against him because they were restless
from the first under the suspicion that he knew them
thoroughly. Arnold deceived him because his treason
was utterly inconceivable to Washington, and because
his remarkable gallantry excused his many faults.
But with this exception it may be safely said that
Washington was never misled as to men, either as general
or President. His instruments were not invariably
the best and sometimes failed him, but they were always
the best he could get, and he knew their defects and
ran the inevitable risks with his eyes open. Such
sure and rapid judgments of men and their capabilities
were possible only to a man of keen perception and
accurate observation, neither of which is characteristic
of a slow or common-place mind.
[Footnote 1: Magazine of American History, vol. iii., 1879, p. 81.]
[Footnote 2: Memoir of Rt. Rev. William Meade, by Philip Slaughter, D.D., p. 7.]