In July, 1755, General James Braddock, with a company of red-coated, elegant British Grenadier Guards, some colonial soldiers and Indians, marched from Virginia towards Fort Duquesne intent on capturing the Fort and claiming the Western frontier for the King. General Braddock, though a brave man, was not well liked by the men. He was contemptuous of the colonial soldiers and the Indians, and he knew nothing of Indian war tactics in the American wilderness.
            Guided by Christopher Gist (who is mentioned in the song “Forks of the Ohio”) and accompanied by young Major George Washington, Braddock and his 1200 men were attacked about 10 miles from Fort Duquesne, near where the Edgar Thomson steel plant now stands, near Rankin, Swissvale and Braddock. Captain de Beaujeu, the French Commander of Fort Duquesne attended Mass that morning at the chapel of the Assumption of the Blessed Virgin of the Beautiful River and received communion from Father Baron (who is mentioned in the song “La Vierge de la Belle Riviere”).
            Unaccustomed to the tactics of the French and Indians, more than half of Braddock’s men were killed and Braddock was mortally wounded. While the defeat was disastrous, it did establish the fact, for the colonials, that the British army was by no means invincible, as was later proven at Lexington some 20 years later.

Vivien Richman

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Back in seventeen-fifty five
General Braddock did arrive
On a sunny July day
In Western Pennsyl van-i-aye.

On his way to Fort Duquesne
With Grenadiers and wagon train -
As they slowly moved along
He could count twelve hundred strong.

On Monongahela’s bank
The Grenadiers came rank on rank
And young Major Washington
Watched their banners in the sun.

At Turtle Creek they crossed the ford
When suddenly their cannon roared
Six hundred braves from Fort Duquesne
Assaulted Braddock and his train.

The Indians fired from every tree
The Grenadiers fought gallantly
But nearly half were slaughtered there
As deadly arrows filled the air.

Said Washington, “We must deploy!”
Braddock said, “Be quiet, boy!”
And lashed about him with his sword
And cursed and swore before the Lord.

General Braddock, horse astride
Tried to stem the dreadful tide
His horses five were each shot dead
And Braddock from his death-wound bled.

The Grenadiers in full retreat
Took Braddock by his head and feet
And made his final bed of pain
In a wagon of his train.

Up near where Uniontown now stands
They laid him down with gentle hands
His ebbing life they couldn’t save
And they laid him in his lonely grave.

And the Grenadiers marched on his lonely grave -
And the wagon wheels rolled on his lonely grave.

 


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