“But what was the joke?”
“Something to the effect that if the office was certain to be held by men as large as Washington, the title of ‘High Mightiness’ would not be amiss; but that if a little man—say like Aaron Burr—should be elected, the title would be a ridiculous one. The fact is, Muhlenberg is against any title whatever but that of ‘President of the United States.’”
“And how will you vote, John?”
“In favour of a title. Certainly, I shall. Your Majesty is a very good prefix. It would draw the attention of England, and show her that we were not afraid to assume ‘the majesty’ of our conquest.”
“And if you wish to please France,” continued Mrs. Adams—“which seems the thing in fashion—you might have the prefix ‘Citizen.’ ‘Citizen Washington’ is not bad.”
“It is execrable, Mrs. Adams; and I am ashamed that you should make it, even as a pleasantry.”
“Indeed, my friend, there is no foretelling what may be. The French fever is rising every day. I even may be compelled to drop the offensive ‘Mistress’ and call myself Citoyenne Adams. And, after all, I do believe that the President regards his citizenship far above his office. What say you, Lieutenant?”
“I think, madame, that fifty, one hundred, one thousand years after this day, it will be of little importance what prefix is put before the name of the President. He will be simply GEORGE WASHINGTON in every heart and on every page.”
“That is true,” said Mrs. Adams. “Fame uses no prefixes. It is Pompey, Julius Caesar, Pericles, Alfred, Hampden, Oliver Cromwell. Or it is a suffix like Alexander the Great; or Richard Coeur-de-Lion. I have no objection to Washington the Great, or Washington Coeur-de-Lion.”
“Washington will do for love and for fame,” continued Hyde. “The next generation may say MR. Madison, or MR. Monroe, or MR. Jay; but they will want neither prefix nor suffix to Washington, Jefferson, Franklin,—and, if you permit me, sir—Adams.”