Bisbee daily review., 1913-05-06
Life Of Washington By
 Woodrow !. Wilson
 President of the United States
Aosin a Victor.

There were wet eyes upon the in stant in the room; no man stirred while he read-resd words of admoni- ton, of counsel, and of hope which burned at the ear; and when he was done. and had withdrawn. leaving them to do what they would. they did nothing of which he could be ashamed.
 They spoke manfully. as was right, of what they deemed it just and i'm perative the congress should do for them. but they Resolved. unanimous ly. that at the commencement Of the present war the officers of the Amer lean army engaged in the service of their country from the purest love and attachment to the rights and lib critics of human nature, which motives still exist in the highest degree: and that TO circumstances Of distress or danger shall induce a conduct that may tend to suIly the reputation and glory which they have acquired at the price of their blood and eight years faithful services.
 Urges Congress to Act.
 Washington knew, nevertheless, how black a danger lurked among these distressed men: did not fail to speak plainly of it to the congress; ; and breathed freely again only when the soldiers just demands had at last in some measure been met. by at any rate the proper legislation.
 He grew weary with longing fof peace. when the work seemed done md his thoughts and leisure to turn
 owards his home again.
 But once in all the heightened days lf fighting had he seen Mount Yer.
 lon. He had turned aside to spend , night or two there on his way to Yorktown. and he had seen the loved
 lace again for a little after the vic ory was won
 Now, amidst profitless days at New Jurgh. or in counsel with the commit tees of the congress upon business that was never finished, while affairs stood as it were in a sort of paralysis waiting upon the interminable con ] ferences Of the three powers who bag gled over definitive terms Of peace al Paris, home seemed to him. in his weariness, more to be desired thar ever before
 Sorrow at Mount Vernon. Private griefs had stricken him al { the very moment of his triumph Scarcely had the victory at Yorktown : been celebrated when be was called ' November. 17sD to the death bed o Jack Custis, his wayward but dearly loved stepson. and had there to en du7e the sight of his wife's grief ana the young widows hopeless sorrow added to his own.
 The two youngest children h. claimed for himself. with that wistfu | fatherly longing that had always mark ed him; and Mount Vernon seemed tt him more like a haven than ever where to seek rest and solace. The two years he had yet to wal may well have seemed to him thu | longest of his life. and may have add ed a touch of their own to wha strangers deemed his sternness.
 Washington had seldom seemed SC | stern as in one incident of those try | ing months.
 An officer Of the American army had been taken in a skirmish, and the English had permitted a brutal com pany of loyalists. under one Captain
 Lippincott to take him from his pris
 on in New York and wantonly hang
 him in broad daylight on the heights near Middletown.
 ] Washington at once notified the | British commander that unless the
 murderers were delivered up to be ! punished, a British officer would Dc
 chosen by lot from among his pris oners to suffer in their stead: and
 when reparation was withheld, pro ceeded without hesitation to carry bis
 threat into execution ' The lot fell upon Captain Charles
 Asgul, sa engaging youth of only
 nineteen, the heir of a great Englist