Washington's Secret War: The Hidden History of Valley Forge

Washington's Secret War: The Hidden History of Valley Forge

by Thomas Fleming


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ISBN-13: 9781539691297
Publisher: CreateSpace Publishing
Publication date: 10/23/2016
Pages: 508
Sales rank: 656,273
Product dimensions: 5.25(w) x 8.00(h) x 1.02(d)

About the Author

Thomas Fleming is the author of more than forty books of fiction and nonfiction, most recently, The Perils of Peace. He has been the president of the Society of American Historians and of PEN American Center. Mr. Fleming is a frequent guest on C-SPAN, PBS, A&E, and the History Channel. He lives in New York City.

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Washington's Secret War

The Hidden History of Valley Forge
By Thomas Fleming

HarperCollins Publishers, Inc.

Copyright © 2006 Thomas Fleming
All right reserved.

ISBN: 0060872934

Chapter One

General George Washington: Loser

On December 19, 1777, beneath lowering gray skies, with snow swirling in a savage north wind, soldiers of the Continental Army of the United States of America trudged up the narrow sloping Gulph Road--a rutted dirt track whose modern concrete descendant bears the same eerily symbolic name. Their destination was a mix of wooded tableland and forbidding hills called "the Valley-Forge."

The marchers were coming from the very Gulph itself, a name 1726 roadbuilders had fastened on a brooding chasm in the southeastern Pennsylvania hills where the army had spent the previous five days.1 Connecticut surgeon's mate Albigence Waldo thought it was "not an improper name . . . for this Gulph seems well adapted . . . to keep us from the pleasures & enjoyments of this world."2

Behind the marchers in the wintry Pennsylvania countryside lay a landscape of defeat. At Brandywine Creek and Germantown, these soldiers had given battle to George III's redcoated battalions and lost. They had marched and countermarched across the autumn countryside until they were groggy with fatigue--while their shoes disintegrated and their rations dwindled to the vanishing point. Now, while these half-starved sons of liberty bent into the icy wind,their misery was redoubled by thoughts of the victorious devotees of royal authority in Philadelphia, feasting and drinking at its numerous taverns, enjoying the comforts of feather beds and warm fires in its hundreds of handsome houses.

This city of more than thirty thousand wealthy merchants and prosperous artisans and charming women had been the prize that the Americans had struggled to defend--and failed. It was a painful, demoralizing loss. Philadelphia was the largest city in America and the third largest in the British empire. Only Dublin and of course London were bigger and more splendid examples of Great Britain's global wealth and power.

In the previous three tumultuous years, the City of Brotherly Love, as its Quaker founders had optimistically christened Philadelphia, had become the capital of the rebellious American confederacy. From the redbrick Pennsylvania statehouse, eighteen months ago the Continental Congress had issued the Declaration of Independence, creating a new country out of thirteen disparate and often disputatious colonies--and inspiring many people to begin calling Philadelphia "the Rome of America."

Almost as important as its political significance was Philadelphia's role as the engine of a regional economy that included the farmers of western New Jersey, southeastern Pennsylvania, Delaware, and northern Maryland. In the early 1770s, the city had exported staggering amounts of wheat--as much as fifty-seven thousand tons (114 million pounds) in a single year--to a Europe struggling with growing populations and poor harvests. (This was enough flour to feed an army of 240,000 men.) Add to this annual avalanche of grain thousands of tons of salted meat and bar iron from numerous nearby forges, plus lumber and other products. Philadelphia's exports frequently totaled $40 million (roughly $600 million in modern money) a year--a potent glimpse of why an overtaxed England thought it was time for the Americans to pay a share of the costs of running the empire. More pertinent to the fate of the plodding soldiers on the Gulph Road was the likelihood that a British grip on Philadelphia could lead to the demoralization--even the capitulation--of the entire region, which had become dependent on the city's ability to turn farm and forge surpluses into ready money.3

This dismaying possibility was not a primary or even a secondary thought in the minds of the trudging rank and file. They were concerned with more mundane matters, such as the bitter cold and the absence of food in their gnawing bellies. One of the youngest marchers, seventeen-year-old Private Joseph Plumb Martin of Connecticut, remembered the Gulph as a place where "starvation rioted in its glory."4

While the army camped in this chasm in the hills, the Continental Congress ordered the men to join the rest of their embryo nation in a day of Thanksgiving on December 18, 1777. The reason for this seemingly improbable summons? Two months earlier, near Saratoga in the state of New York, a British army led by an overconfident general named John Burgoyne had been defeated and forced to surrender by a "Northern" American army, led by a British-born general named Horatio Gates. The men on the march from the Gulph felt scarcely a glimmer of gratitude for this victory. They were too acutely conscious of their own military disappointments. Along with the two battlefield defeats, they had lost painful lesser encounters. At Paoli, an American division had been ambushed and massacred. On the Delaware River, two forts that had tried to deny the Royal Navy access to Philadelphia had been blasted into rubble by British men-of-war after weeks of heroic resistance.

A glum Lieutenant Colonel Henry Dearborn of Massachusetts told his journal: "God knows we have little to keep it [Thanksgiving] with this being the third day we have been without flour or bread--& are . . . laying on the cold ground, upon the whole I think all we have to be thankful for is that we are alive and not in the grave with most of our friends."5

Lieutenant Samuel Armstrong of the Ninth Massachusetts Regiment was no less unhappy but took a more positive approach toward rectifying his discontents. "We had neither bread nor meat 'till just before night when we had some fresh beef, without any bread or flour. . . . Mr. Commissary did not intend we shou'd keep a day of rejoicing--but however we sent out a scout for some fowls and by night he return'd with one dozen: we distributed them among our fellow sufferers three we roast'd two we boil'd and borrowed a few potatoes upon those we supp'd without any bread or anything stronger than water to drink!"6

Private Joseph Plumb Martin was not so fortunate as Armstrong and his fellow officers. "We had nothing to eat for two or three days previous," he recalled . . .


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Table of Contents

Picture CreditsVI
1General George Washington: Loser1
2Revels and Redcoats36
3Ideologues Front and Center69
4Playing the Insult Card107
5Enter the Committee in Camp129
6"Congress Does Not Trust Me"166
7Discipline from a Baron206
8From Anxiety to Exultation234
9The Follies of Spring254
10General Double Trouble276
11A Moment at Monmouth311
Epilogue: Two Visits to Valley Forge341

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Washington's Secret War: The Hidden History of Valley Forge 4.5 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 8 reviews.
Guest More than 1 year ago
I picked up 'Washington's Secret War' during a recent visit to Valley Forge. After reading this book, it is easy to see why Washington is called the Father of our Country. He held the army together at Valley Forge, fought a fickle congress, put up with insubordinate generals and a large portion of the general public 'sitting on the fence,' and did the best he could to supply his troops and keep them from starving. The book provides an accurate discription of what Washington and his troops endured at Valley Forge.
jones120 on LibraryThing 3 months ago
Another good read from Thomas Fleming, it's a wonder we won afer reading Washington's struggles with other generals, congress and the early lack of supplies.
CritEER on LibraryThing 3 months ago
- My first book by Thomas Fleming and as a result I hope to read many more- Great book detailing GW struggle to maintain his army and his internal battles against Congress/Generals who were determined to see GW replaced- Tremendously researched book that provides evidenced that GW was indeed our most critical founding father and highlights GW leadership/ethics- I loved the short chapters used in this book- This book adds further evidence to the greatness of GW
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This important work reveals the full and terrifying scope of the obstacles Washington faced and overcame at Valley Forge.
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