Mary Baldwin College - Bluestocking Yearbook (Staunton, VA)

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LTHJ U U Ld D=i c£] [ihllk] L cS tUk] Dd cD u u LatcDcz =nD=.i£|[]J z£]LcDt LnQD:£][]=! Q The two characteristics, obstinacy and freedom of speech, were sources of great trouble to Spotsvvood. On account of these traits he had many a quarrel with the Burgesses and Council, which finally resulted in his removal from office, Lieutenant-Governor Gooch being substituted in his stead. During his last years in office many complaints and anonymous letters were sent to England. Most of these complaints Spotsvvood answered readily, but, not- withstanding this fact, he was removed. CJ[ After his removal, he became Postmaster-General ; and in a short while the mail ran regularly between Philadelphia and Williamsburg, taking one week to cover the distance between these two cities. But even this was better than It had been some years before, when Philadelphia might have burnt down and the people of Williamsburg not have known it until three weeks later! Q, In 1740, England had an outbreak with Spain; and it was at this time that troops were taken from Virginia to aid those of the Mother Country for the first time. Spotsvvood was made general of this expedition against Cartha- gena in Central America. He paid a visit to Williamsburg, before setting out for Annapolis, and stayed at the Brafferton building of William and Mary College. After making his will here, he then proceeded to Annapolis, where he died before the embarkation of the troops. Colonel Gooch was appointed in his place. Q, A man eager for adventure, a cavalier and a great warrior was Spots- wood. Still, he was a churchman, loving the church with a devotion which has put his name high among the names of Virginia ' s great and good men, and which has given it the place it deserved in the canopied pew where we see it today. The Governor ' s pew has been restored and now on the top of the can- opy, in the place it had during his administration, we may read Alexander Spotswood. And again we see that noble name among those of the many governors of Virginia on the back of a chair in memory of them. Q, No praise is too high for him, or any love too great. Spotswood was one of Virginia ' s wisest governors, combining noble virtues, executive ability, pub- lic-spiritedness and shrewdness with a good heart, gentle breeding, courteous- ness and honesty. No governor of our State has ever surpassed him in ability. No one has done more for Virginia than he; and he undertook many things other governors left untouched. Q And it was largely due to his unconscious influence that he was able to write the Bishop of London that he had observed less Swearing and Pro- faneness, less Drunkenness, less uncharitable feuds and animositys and less Knaverys and Villanys in Virginia than in any part of the world where my Lot has been. Mary McFaden. kl[Lic£]D=[ f3[p ' =i]C=j e [p ' =acn LoGzicaCr! kCbcDOr kiEbdlt kiti lt T P CF p:iP intent

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