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《乔治·华盛顿的日记》,英文原名为“George Washinton's notebook(乔治·华盛顿的笔记)”,是乔治·华盛顿所著日记,书中详细陈述了他一生中的若干想法与经历。华盛顿自年轻时起,便将这本日记本带在身边,直至去世,在他去世当天在日记本里留下了最后一篇日记。  

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1799年12月14日

我的人生还没有走到终点,但我撒手离去的那一天已经不远了,那一天就像每天都要降临的夜晚一样无法避免。现如今,我感觉自己衰老已经很久了,但我并不畏惧死亡。我在科雷克医生给出建议的时候便是这么同他说的,要他不再做无谓的尝试,注定将要到来的死亡是不会被阻止的,只会来的更晚些罢了。不需多少时日,我就可以与我最亲爱的玛莎重逢了。

我一生所经历的种种将我推向了自己年少时未曾设想过的命运。那时的我只是想在父亲之后养活自己的家人。我这一生做成了很少有人能够做成的光荣之事——缔造一个崭新的国家。我曾战斗过,最开始是士兵,后来又成为了总统,为了团结整个国家而战,为了使她强大起来而战。而她也变得强大了起来,强大到再也没有什么人能够将她消灭。即便是在人生的最后时刻,我也为此感到骄傲。

我用我剩余的最后一点力气,将这些言语记录到我毕生珍视的日记本上。这本日记本记述了广为人知的事情,也记录着不为人知的经历。会有谁来读这些文字呢?我先是想到了康纳,那个在我的命运,还有这个国家的命运之中如此出人意料的人……

会有谁来阅读我这奇闻趣事般的故事呢?

美国十三个州的地图,工整地描绘出坐落在东海岸的这个国家……这片大陆上剩余有待探索的广袤土地实在使我深深沉迷其中……

我那弗吉尼亚的同胞,那些英勇而朴素的民众——那些农民,那些伐木工。我为他们的坚韧不拔深感钦佩。

1748年3月20日

我很喜欢上学,但我在十六岁到来之前的那个秋天离开了学校。自从我父亲在四年前去世之后,我们一家的生活就变得困难了起来,我也不得不给家里帮忙。

上两年,我学了几何、三角学和对数。我被数学所具有的精准性所吸引,数学蕴含着一种力量,这种力量能让我们找到一切问题的最佳答案,也让我深深地为之折服。

我亲爱的哥哥劳伦斯把我介绍给了费尔法克斯老爷。费尔法克斯老爷可不一般,是名声全弗吉尼亚都响当当的大地主。他似乎还挺看得上我,让我在他的领地上做土地测量的工作。他告诉我,我骑马的技艺和我对数学的热爱意味着我正适合这样的一份活。这份差事对我而言是个不错的机会。我早就想到弗吉尼亚北边阿勒格尼山山谷里的开拓地去了。费尔法克斯老爷在那里有不少土地,很多地方还没有开发起来。我的工作就是绘制那里的地图,摸清情况,为在那里建起新的种植园打好基础。

这趟旅程肯定是艰辛的——我要先翻过阿勒格尼山、穿过一片荒漠,然后才能抵达那片蛮荒之地。那里到处都是印第安人,没有人知道他们是否热情好客。这一次,母亲同意让我动身远行。

1752年8月15日

人的一生中必定有这样的时候——他的命运中的悲欢交织得是如此紧密,他甚至什么都做不了,只能束手旁观,为之深感惊讶。我年仅二十,但四年来作为土地测量员的经历已经让我大大成长了,我也挣够了足以养活家人的工钱。我的名声传到了弗吉尼亚政府的耳朵里,他们深知我行动和军事事务上的风格,任命我在军队里担任副官。这份令我猝不及防的荣耀一定程度上也归功于费尔法克斯爵士。

我现在的职责便是集合、训练保卫我们统治下的开拓地的民兵,这些民兵将会抵御法国人的侵袭,阻止原住民制造破坏。但是,我在弗吉尼亚领地所获得的成功却被悲伤的阴云所笼罩——我的哥哥劳伦斯去世了。我很爱我的哥哥,同时也很仰慕他。

他是人所能遇到的最会关心他人、最为诚实正直、最为高贵优雅的兄长。他去世的时候才31岁,留给我的只剩他在维农山的庄园。

现在,除了我在军队里的职责之外,我还必须承担起管理维农山庄的责任。而我也已经埋头军事策略书籍,在围栏里接受训练,聆听组成我麾下民兵的那些已经了解了战争的弗吉尼亚军官的叙述,为即将到来的战争做好了准备。

我麾下的民兵缺乏装备,但他们只要拥有武器,便会英勇无畏地保卫他们所深爱的事物:他们的土地。这些民兵能够在一分钟之内便能整装上阵,与战友会合,所以我们将他们称为“一分钟人”。

这块描绘维农山的华丽版画是劳伦斯创作的。

1754年6月27日

属于我的战争开始了,在日复一日的战争中,我逐渐了解到这是一门何其复杂的艺术。在我的第一项任务中,我被派往俄亥俄谷,受命向法国人传递信息。这条信息命令他们撤出我们的领地。我受到了法军勒博夫堡指挥官的礼貌接待——雅克·勒加德尔·德·圣-皮埃尔,一个不折不扣的法国绅士。

不幸的是,他的礼貌有多好,拒绝我们所提出的要求就有多绝对。

情况随着1754年2月加拿大人攻占乔治王子堡进一步恶化。我们原来修建这座堡垒是为了支援我们在山谷中的军队的。

5月,在大草原,我终于能够和那些加拿大恶鬼真刀实枪地开战了。从我身边飞过的子弹发出尖锐的呼啸声,带着别样的魅力。我们取得了胜利,但不幸的是与我们共同作战的印第安统帅半王用他的印第安战斧砸死了法军敌对小队的指挥官

我得知,法军方面认为是我害死了那名指挥官,表示那名指挥官是他们的特使,派了一支多达500人的部队前来找我……看来,我又得到倾听敌人子弹在我耳边呼啸的机会了!

我麾下的士兵:猎手、农民以及一些印第安人。一群来历各异的弗吉尼亚人,却都怀着对法国人的仇恨。

10th December 1754,

While visiting my Masonic Lodge in Fredericksburg, some militia officers introduced me to a British man who proclaims himself a specialist in intelligence.

The difficulty I am having in gathering the necessary information for our expeditions has convinced me to listen to this man. For example, this spy has taught me a method for conveying secret messages – it requires placing a mask over a seemingly innocuous letter in order to make the real message appear.

An even safer method is code – the coded message is written using reference text that both the sender and recipient of the letter have in their possession.

For example, this text about saffron is enough to decypher the coded message on the next page.

Crocus Sativus saffron is a plant taken from the Orient. This bulb grows in June and produces a flower that quickly sprouts three elongated stigmas. The flowers are harvested by hand. Once the root has been seperated and the stigmas dried, the latter are turned into a powder of great value. It allows for much freedom of use in cooking, and is much in demand as a spice or colorant that can be employed in medicinal preparations.

The image of the en:Eye of Providence could be seen on one page, adjacent to a coded message of three numerical outer rings and one inner numerical ring. The numbers were as follows, working from the outside inwards:

>>> 30 - 54 - 80 - 94 - 11 - 09 - 304 - 55 - 34 - 75 - 654 - 45 - 124 - 37 - 59 - 76 - 45 - 456 - 45 - 22 - 12 - 45 - 78 - 654 - 11 - 23 - 45 - 67 - 34 - 83 -

>>> 65 - 54 - 102 - 34 - 48 - 88 - 94 - 14 - 34 - 02 - 37 - 307 - 34 - 45 - 37 - 78 - 65 - 99 - 54 - 604 - 123 - 37 - 66 - 94 - 403 -

>>> 28 - 354 - 16 - 09 - 60 - 28 - 07 - 86 - 12 - 01 - 91 - 20 - 11 - 98 - 12 - 06 - 65 - 24 - 105 - 65 - 302 - 45 -

>>> 414, 14, 56, 16, 510, 23, 211, 37, 410, 310, 17, 413, 85, 412.

15th July 1755,

Since the month of May, I have been General Edward Braddock's aide-de-camp. This English soldier arrived in America at the beginning of the year to participate in the offensive against the French. I was hoping to learn from this experienced officer how to lead an army to victory. Instead, he helped me lead our men into the worst possible disaster.

We were surprised by the French and their Indian allies while crossing the Monongahela River, and the British strategy was completely useless in such wooded terrain. The French massacred us. When the general was seriously wounded, I was forced to organise our troops' retreat. Afterwards, we counted our losses: out of 1,600 men, 456 had been killed. I don't know why I survived: I found four bullets lodged in my coat, and two horses died under me during the battle.

General Braddock. His wounds were too severe. A bullet went clean through his arm and lodged itself in his lung. He died on the 13th.

15th March 1770,

I have just learned of the Boston massacre.
The irreparable has happened: the English have fired on the Americans. The peace we have known since 1763 is suddenly as faltering as a blind old dog.
The Americans feel exploited by the British Crown.

Voices are already being raised, asking for greater independence for the colonies. Mr. Benjamin Franklin in particular has written magnificent articles in the press that meet with growing favour amongst the population. In Mount Vernon I am happy, I am married to a wonderful woman, I have successfully farmed our lands and become a respected member in the Virginian House of Burgesses.

Will duty force me to abandon this happy life for a new war?

Benjamin Franklin published this drawing.
The pieces of the snake symbolise the states.
The legend says "Join, or Die."
Indeed, if the pieces do not reunite, the snake will die...

The inhabitants of Boston.
Obviously, they do not deserve all this suffering.

30th December 1773,

In Boston, a group known as the "Sons of Liberty" has thrown bales of tea into the sea, protesting against the unfair taxes imposed on us by England. Have tensions between the English and the Americans reached the point of no return?

7th April 1770,

Once again I have met with the Englishman, he who made me realise the importance of espionage in the time of war. This time of course, we talked of espionage during peacetime.

He is worried – it seems that extremely cunning spies are infiltrating the English camps around Boston. Recent tensions have given rise to many rumours concerning their identities...

16th June 1775,

This time, war will be against the English. They leave us no choice – the sword of a brother has been plunged into the chest of a brother. The plains of America, once happy and peaceful, must now either be covered with blood or inhabited by slaves. The alternatives are deplorable, but could any virtuous man really hesitate?

This is why I accepted the post of chief commander of the union's armies yesterday at the Philadelphia congress meeting. In such circumstances, it is a citizen's duty to answer the call of his country without question.

One of the brave men at the forefront of the Boston Tea Party in 1773. He is dead. I would have liked to meet him.

General Charles Lee.
This man will be of great worth to the nation in future conflicts. However, it is whispered that he coveted the post of Commander in Chief that has just been given to me. I hope I need not question his loyalty in this matter.

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22nd June 1775,

I have arrived at the camp near Boston to which those who escaped the battle of Bunker Hill have fallen back. The men fought with admirable strength and courage in the hope of taking the town. They repelled the English attack twice, but lacking ammunition were obliged to give up when faced with a third attack.

I have found 14,000 men ready to fight, but am preoccupied by their unruliness and lack of discipline. I have seen weakened regiments with no permanent enrolment and insufficient firepower. They have no tents, no ambulances, not even gunpowder – only one barrel remains!

I must regain unflinching obedience from them, and request urgent means from congress!

5th June 1775,

I have been told tales of strange happenings at Bunker Hill. A man appeared – silent, rapid, unreal.
He killed, then disappeared. No-one knows who he is. My spies have asked their contacts, but in vain. I have to find out!

30th March 1776,

The English have finally evacuated Boston!

Up until the end of February, I desperately tried to find a strategy that would allow our poorly-armed forces to get rid of them, when at the end of the month, thankfully, Henry Knox arrived with the artillery, shells and munitions we needed. I had our cannons from Ticonderoga deployed at Lechmere's Point, as well as Cobble Hill and Lamb's Dam. On the 4th March, we launched an assault and seized the heights around Boston. The English fell back, allowing us to advance our artillery during the night and fortify our new positions. The men were exhausted, but I only had to remind them that 5th March was the anniversary of the Boston Massacre for their rage to bolster their strength.

The British tried to retake our positions several times, but our determination eventually led them to negotiate their evacuation. Following our agreement, they sailed off on the 17th without ever having been fired upon. Boston had been freed!

30th June 1776,

I am preparing New York to withstand the enemy's next landing. As if this job were not enough, I also have to deal with the spies and traitors to our cause, and there are many of them in this town. I had to insist the provincial executive council form a secret committee, charged with seeking out and prosecuting the suspects. A hidden enemy is the worst possible kind, as it abandons honour and betrays the trust of an entire people!

I am also confronted by the strange case of General Lee. Despite my best efforts to appease him, this officer continues to challenge my command.

Thomas Hickey was executed on 28th June. He was one of my guards, an extremely poor choice by all accounts – apparently, the traitor was planning my assassination.

Another traitor – Dr. Benjamin Church. Not only did he tend poorly to our soldiers, but he was also sending coded messages back to the English, detailing the state of our forces!

7th September 1776,

Our victory at Boston must not make us foolhardy: holding New York will remain a perilous exercise. This city is almost an island, which means it is completely at the mercy of the cannons belonging to the huge British fleet. Will we be able to beat them on the coasts?

British sailors.
Often very tough, proud of their military discipline. An example to be studied.

English quartermaster.
The officer in charge of provisions.

War is upon Boston once again. I am told that the population is panicking. The most fantastical rumours circulate – some say that Indians have been invading the city from the rooftops!

20th November 1776,

Last July, congress adopted the Declaration of Independence of the United States. The principal author was Mr. Jefferson. This admirable man was able to express succinctly how righteous our fight is:

Governments are instituted among Men, deriving their just powers from the consent of the governed. Whenever any Form of Government becomes destructive of these ends, is is the Right of the People to alter or to abolish it.

These words increase my determination to reverse the course of this conflict, following our retreat to New York and too many defeats!

English soldiers – better trained, better armed and better trained than us. I hope to find them less tenacious than my compatriots.

25th December 1776,

Our current situation is disastrous – we have retreated to the River Delaware, crossing it and burning the bridges behind us. The English have set up camp on the other bank, no doubt waiting for the ice to thicken so they can cross and annihilate us.

I have decided not to wait for them. Tonight we shall surprise them, crossing the Delaware using every boat I have been able to find.

The English outnumber us, but their positions are too far apart. This is the moment to cut off the wings they have spread so wide...

Benedict Arnold.

This Connecticut general blocked the English, stopping their advance up the Hudson.

I hope to have the same success on the Delaware!

My men are all asking who is this man crossing the Delaware at my side. Obviously, it is impossible to tell them anything.

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4th January 1777,

The secret crossing of the Delaware was a first success. We have just surpassed it with a victory at Princeton. And so we find ourselves the masters of New Jersey! I know that the war is far from over, but these victories finally prove to the world that the United States of America can win.
Confusion and fear will now gnaw away at the hearts of the English!

One of my soldiers...

Alexander Hamilton, a brilliant young man. My aide-de-camp for four years, but very ambitious... and impatient.

Le Charleville musket is used by some of our troops. It is 5 feet long, weighs 10 pounds and its calibre is 8 French lines. They are fitted with bayonets, but out troops use them much less than the English.

13th October 1777,

When time allows, I like to go hunting. Riding in the woods around Valley Forge for much of the day, following the scent of a fox, is of much comfort to me. This autumn, during a hunt, I witnessed the most amazing spectacle. I was alone, having distanced my escort, when suddenly I saw a magnificent stag. I tied up my horse, continuing on foot in order to get within range with my rifle. At that moment, I realised that another hunter was also stalking the same prey. From a distance, it was impossible to make out who the man was. He moved with incredible ease, but also without any sound that might alert the animal to his presence. He carried a bow, but I could not be sure he was Indian. Drawing an arrow, the stag suddenly dropped to the ground. Though he was still very far from the animal, the arrow had struck it precisely in the eye. I was stunned by the almost supernatural precision of the man. At that moment, he noticed my presence and immediately abandoned his kill, disappearing into the woods.
Why did he flee?

3rd March 1778,

My army has taken up winter quarters at Valley Forge.
I am tired of constantly having to fight with congress in order for my soldiers to be fed and clothed correctly. For several days there was almost a famine in the camp, with soldiers naked and dying of hunger! I admire their patience and devotion, despite these extreme conditions.

Since February, we have a Prussian officer called von Steuben in the camp. I have charged this man with setting up a training programme so that I may be able to depend on an effective army at last. Too many have already perished through lack of training. Von Steuben has pointed out, for example, that the men are incapable of fighting with bayonets, leading to many deaths during the battle of Bunker Hill.

Von Steuben.
I have high hopes for this Prussian. We have tasked him with organising the training of our troops.

7th March 1779,

The situation is absurd!

Sickness and epidemic are killing more of my men than the blades of our enemies!
Even General Lee's disobedience did not cost me this many men!

Spurred by Von Steuben and Dr. Benjamin Rush, we are now building proper hospitals in our camps. The reason is extremely simple – as soon as the ill are in a clean, dry building with a fire, the rate of recovery improves dramatically!

We must tell the officers how important it is that their men drink, eat, wash and rest properly.
Too many officers seem to neglect such matters.

Our soldiers are not simply mules that we lead into combat!

Sick, dirty soldiers in rags.
I will not be able to win this war if such conditions continue!

21st October 1781,

Our success at Yorktown has been more complete and more readily obtained than I could have hoped for. The five thousand soldiers that France sent us, together with the seven thousand American soldiers and our four thousand militia, have allowed us to conquer Yorktown in 20 days!

The surrender agreement that we have signed with General Cornwallis leaves us in charge of the artillery, weapons, ships and English military funds.
According to the rules of honour, the captured officers have been authorised to keep their swords.

I see the capture of a large part of the English army as an extremely favourable omen for the end of our combat.

I would not have believed I could become friends with a Frenchman, and yet this is what has come to pass with the marquis de Lafayette. This man brilliantly led the American troops during the siege of Yorktown.

23rd May 1782,

I have often seen our flag fly over the heads of our troops, its thirteen stripes, red and white, its thirteen white stars representing a new constellation.
This flag is something that has preoccupied me during all these years of war. It is the symbol of an entire country's freedom, a freedom I have always tried to defend. I will not be the one to smother it!

Nevertheless, in this period of transition, the temptation is great: some of my officers have asked me to lead a coup d'état. They wish to make me the king of the United States!

I reacted to their proposition with a mix of extreme surprise and painful astonishment. What could I have done to encourage such a proposition?

The courageous Betty Ross sewed the first American flag in Philadelphia in 1777.

24th July 1788,

No man wishes more sincerely than I to see us take the path, some day, toward the abolition of slavery.

It seems obvious that, step after step, our country has to evolve in order for these practices to disappear.

Personally, I intend for my slaves to be given their freedom upon my passing.

Mr. Benjamin Franklin, a man of numerous talents: philosopher, physicist, inventor...
I have been much affected by his writings in favour of the abolition of slavery.

30th April 1789,

The people have chosen me. I am to be the first president of the United States. I must say goodbye to Mount Vernon, my private life and domestic happiness. Seized by feelings sadder and more painful than I have the words to express, I am leaving for New York, ready to serve my country by answering its call... but with little hope of meeting its expectations.

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