19 January 1807 A.D. GEN Robert E. Lee Born
1807 – The strong, healthy boy born to “Light Horse Harry” and Ann Carter
Lee was the last Lee born at Stratford to survive to maturity. Though he
spent fewer than four years there, his later boyhood visits left an impression
that he carried throughout his life. As sometimes happens in distinguished
families, one member seems to fall heir to the best qualities of the previous
generations and none of the flaws. So it was with Robert Edward Lee. From both
the Carters and the Lees he inherited a handsome countenance. From his father
came rare physical strength and endurance. The sense of duty that Harry had
learned from George Washington was vividly imparted to his son Robert. Even
“Light Horse Harry’s” difficulties with money seemed to have produced positive
responses in Robert, who throughout his life was meticulous and prudent in all
financial matters. Ann Carter Lee’s gentleness was inherited by Robert, and his
loving care of his ailing mother was the mainstay of her life. With his father
and elder brothers away, and his mother and sisters in failing health, Robert
had become, by age 12, head of the household. On cold afternoons, when his mother
was well enough, young Robert would stuff paper in the cracks of the carriage
to block the wind and take her driving. Years later, when he left for West
Point, Ann Lee wrote to a cousin, “How I will get on without Robert? He is both
a son and daughter to me.” Robert Lee’s choice of a military career was
dictated by financial necessity. There was no money left to send him to
Harvard, where his older brother Charles Carter studied. Such circumstances led
him to an appointment to West Point Military Academy. Robert, who led the Cadet
Corps in 1829, graduated second in his class. In four years he received not a
single demerit, and he became one of the most popular cadets in his class. When
he returned as the Academy’s superintendent years later, he won the same
affectionate respect from the cadets for his compassion, sense of fairness and
strong moral leadership. On June 30, 1831, while serving as Second Lieutenant
of Engineers at Fort Monroe, Virginia, he married Mary Ann Randolph Custis of
Arlington. Mary was the only daughter of George Washington Parke Custis, the
grandson of Martha Washington and the adopted grandson of George Washington.
Robert E. Lee shared his father’s reverence for the memory of the General and
that bond with the Father of our Country served as an inspiration throughout
Lee’s life. The couple moved into Arlington, the Custis house across the
Potomac from Washington, D.C., which would later become Arlington National
Cemetery. At the outbreak of the Mexican-American War in 1846, Robert was
ordered to Mexico as a supervisor of road construction. His skills as a
cavalryman in reconnaissance, however, soon captured the attention of General
Winfield Scott, who came to rely on Robert for his sharp military expertise. It
was in Mexico that Lee learned the battlefield tactics that would serve him so
well in coming years. In spite of his flawless performance as an engineer and
his brilliance as an officer, promotion came slowly for Robert Lee. His
assignments were lonely and difficult, and he found the separation from his
family hard to bear. His love of Mary and his ever-increasing brood of children
were the center of his life. The opportunity that won him enduring fame was one
he would have preferred not to have taken. The Army of the United States had
been his life’s work for 32 years, and he had given it his very best. On April
18, 1861, he was finally offered the reward for his service. On the eve of the
Civil War, President Abraham Lincoln, through Secretary Francis Blair, offered
him command of the Union Army. There was little doubt as to Lee’s sentiments.
He was utterly opposed to secession and considered slavery evil. His views on
the United States were equally clear – “no north, no south, no east, no west,”
he wrote, “but the broad Union in all its might and strength past and present.”
Blair’s offer forced Lee to choose between his strong conviction to see the
country united in perpetuity and his responsibility to family, friends and his
native Virginia. A heart-wrenching decision had to be made. After a long night
at Arlington, searching for an answer to Blair’s offer, he finally came
downstairs to Mary. “Well Mary,” he said calmly, “the question is settled. Here
is my letter of resignation.” He could not, he told her, lift his hand against his
own people. He had “endeavored to do what he thought was right,” and replied to
Blair that “…though opposed to secession and a deprecating war, I could take no
part in the invasion of the Southern States.” He resigned his commission and
left his much beloved Arlington to “go back in sorrow to my people and share
the misery of my native state.” On June 1, 1862 Robert Edward Lee assumed
command of the Army of Northern Virginia in the Confederate capital of
Richmond. Not until February 1865 was he named Commander in Chief of all
Confederate forces, but the leadership throughout the war was undeniably his.
His brilliance as a commander is legendary, and military colleges the world
over study his compaigns as models of the science of war. That he held out against
an army three times the size and a hundred times better equipped was no
miracle. It was the result of leadership by a man of exceptional intelligence,
daring, courage and integrity. His men all but worshiped him. He shared their
rations, slept in tents as they did, and, most importantly, never asked more of
them than he did of himself. Lee’s legendary command of the Confederate forces
came to an end at Appomattox, Virginia in April 1865. “There is nothing left
for me to do,” he said, “but to go and see General Grant, and I would rather
die a thousand deaths.” With the war now over, Lee set an example to all in his
refusal to express bitterness. “Abandon your animosities,” he said, “and make
your sons Americans.” He then set out to work for a permanent union of the
states. Though his application to regain his citizenship was misplaced and not
acted upon until 1975 – more than a century late – Lee worked tirelessly for a
strong peace. With some hesitation he accepted the presidency of Washington
College in Lexington, Virginia, and there he strove to equip his students with
the character and knowledge he knew would be necessary to restore the
war-ravaged South. Lexington became his home, and there he died of heart
problems on October 12, 1870. After his death, his name was joined with that of
his lifelong hero, and Washington College became Washington and Lee University.
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