Richmond Times-Dispatch December 30, 1934
Old St. Peter's Church, or Custis Home Held Site
By Priscilla Williams
Odd perhaps, and yet there is no letter, no statement, nor any bit of contemporary evidence to show where George Washington and Martha Dandridge Custis were married. Of the 35 or 40 volumes that have been written on the life of Washington, not one of them gives conclusive evidence on the place of his marriage.
Parson David Mossom of old Saint Peter's Church recorded the marriage, but he failed to state where the ceremony was performed, and so, historians have been divided in their opinion as to whether they were married in "The White House," the Custis mansion on the Pamunkey River or at old Saint Peter's where Martha Custis was a communicant. Some historians believe in spite of the lack of evidence that they were married in the church. Among those were Woodrow Wilson and Henry Cabot Lodge. The Rev. Arthur Gray suggests that this is perhaps the only subject on which President Wilson and Senator Lodge ever agreed and then both were undoubtedly wrong.
Other historians believe that it is highly improbable that the wedding party ploughed three miles, through the mud on a cold January afternoon, to an unheated church, in order that the ceremony might take place there. But a reason that men may scorn, but every woman will understand, is that the dictates of good taste would have prevented Martha Custis from being married in the same church where she had married her first husband, Colonel Daniel Parke Custis, especially when she had been the mother of four children, two of whom had died.
* * *
The bit of evidence he uncovered is the following record found in an old family Bible, dated November 28, 1806:
"Margaret Anderson was united in marriage to Richard Young, Parson Blair officiating. The marriage ceremony was performed in the very room where Washington was married to the charming Widow Custis."Margaret Anderson was the daughter of James Anderson who was employed at Mt. Vernon. He was a friend of George Washington and was with him when he died.
* * *
The following was written by the Rev Nicholas Moreau, who was rector of Saint Peter's from 1696 to 1698, to the bishop of London:
"Your clergy in these parts are of a very ill example. No discipline nor canons of the church are observed. Several ministers have caused such high scandal of late, and have raised such prejudices amongst the people against the clergy, that hardly can they be persuaded to take a clergyman into their parish. As to me, my lord, I have got into the very worst parish of Virginia, and most troublesome nevertheless. But I must tell you I find abundance of good people who are willing to serve God, but they want good ministers--ministers that be very pious, and not wedded to this world as the best of them are. God has blessed my endeavors so far already, that with His assistance I have brought again to church two families who had gone to the Quakers' meeting for three years past. If ministers were as they ought to be, I dare say there would be no Quakers or Dissenters among them. A learned sermon signifies nothing without good example. I wish God would put it in your mind, my lord, to send here an eminent bishop, who, by his piety, charity, and severity in keeping the canons of the church, might quicken these base ministers, and force them to mind the whole duty of their charge . . . An eminent bishop being sent over here will make hell tremble, and settle the Church of England here forever. This work, my lord, is God's work; and if it doth happen that I see a bishop come over here, I will say, as St. Bernard saith in his epistle to Eugenius, Tertius hic digitus Dei ets'.".But the Rev. Moreau's beratings need not be taken to seriously. The Rev. David Mossom, who was later rector there for 40 years and who married Martha Dandridge to both Colonel Custis and Colonel Washington apparently did not find it so bad. And does not each generation chide and berate the succeeding one and hold up as a model the one that has just passed? Writing of the same period in 1858, in the Southern Literary Messenger, John Esten Cooke began: "Did you never feel, good reader, that the life of the cities, after all, was not the summum bonum of existence?--that the din of trade was not the sweetest music in the universe? that life held something finer and more satisfying to the heart than dividens, per cents, and bills of lading? occupations more delightful than the trial of a warrant," and further ". . . But in the old days every thing was picturesque: for life had not yet become a mere race for cash--a thing of dollars and cents." What would he write today!
* * *
Life was truly picturesque in the eighteenth century in Virginia. There was probably the same race for cash or tobacco, to be more exact, but the race was perhaps a more leisurely one.
The section that is today a sparsely settled, wooded one, in the eighteenth century, was the most flourishing part of the State, with magnificent landed estates or plantations along the banks of the rivers. Along the Pamunkey were the homes of the Chamberlaynes, the Bassets, the Dandridges, the Custis and the Macons and the Littlepages; and that old Saint Peter's about three miles inland from the river was the inspiration and center of their life. The old church with its ancient, crested tombstones bears mute evidence.
No comments:
Post a Comment