by David Barton

Background: Writing from Fort Cumberland, George Washington described the BATTLE OF MONONGAHELA to his younger brother, John Augustine Washington, JULY 18, 1755:

“As I have heard, since my arrival at this place, a circumstantial account of my death and dying speech, I take this early opportunity of contradicting the first, and of assuring you, that I have not as yet composed the latter. 

But by the All-Powerful Dispensations of PROVIDENCE, I have been protected beyond all human probability or expectation;  

… for I had FOUR GULLETS through MY COAT, and TWO HORSES shot under meyet escaped unhurt, although DEATH was leveling my companions on EVERY SIDE of ME!”

An Indian warrior later declared:

“Washington was NEVER born to be KILLED by a BULLET!

I had SEVENTEEN fair fires at him with my rifle and AFTER ALL could not bring him to the ground!”

David Barton: 

George Washington, the Father of our Country, is well known to Americans for the accomplishments of his adult life: commander-in-chief during the American Revolution, statesman, and President. 

Few, however, are familiar with his youth or know anything more about it than perhaps the folklore surrounding the hatchet and the cherry tree incident.

Yet, possibly his younger years form the most important time for our national hero, for often it is what occurs in one’s youth that determines what one becomes as an adult.

Or, in the words of a contemporary proverb, “As the sapling is bent, so goes the tree.”

It is for this reason that the account of not only what happened to, but of what happened around the young George Washington during the battle on the Monongahela isso important. 

Washington was only a 23 year-old colonel at the time of the battle and certainly the details of this dramatic event helped to shape his character and even CONFIRMED GOD’s CALL on this YOUNG MAN.

Washington’s part in the battle of the Monongahela is undisputably one of the most significant events of his early life–his life literally hung in the balance for over two hours. 

Fifteen years after the battle, the chieftan of the Indians Washington had fought sought him out and gave this accountto Washington of what had happened during the battle:

“I am chief and ruler over my tribes. My influence extends to the waters of the great lakes and to the far blue mountains. I have traveled a long and weary path that I might see the young warrior of the great battle. 

It was on the day when the white man’s blood mixed with the streams of our forest that I first beheld this chief [Washington]… I called to my young men and said … Quick, let your aim be certain, and he dies. 

Our rifles were leveled, rifles which, but for you, knew not how to miss–’twas all in vain, a power mightier far than we, shielded you …

I am come to pay homage to the man who is the particular favorite of Heaven, and who can never die in battle.”

Today,few have ever heardabout this important story. 

However, it has not always been the obscure account that it has now become, as suggested by the fact that I referenced more than three dozen older historical texts for this current work; and those texts were merely the ones in my own limited, personal collection.