Friday, November 12, 2021

Visiting George Washington's Marquee (or Pretty Darned Close)

 In October, we went to Newport, Rhode Island, for the dedication of markers for two Frenchmen who died there during the American Revolution. But that is not what I am writing about today.

The day after the ceremony, there was a gathering of Revolutionary War re-enactors. This featured the exact replica of George Washington's tent, which he used throughout the war. It was made completely by hand by the staff of the Museum of the American Revolution in Philadelphia, which owns and displays the orginal marquee. Obviously, no visitor is alllowed to touch or enter the original. The replica is quite the opposite: it was created so that people could go inside and get a sense of Washington's mobile headquarters and bedroom. And so we did!




Here I am with the marquee behind me. The red bit on top is to protect against leaks. (The original has been lost, so you won't see it on the actual GW tent in the museum.)



A couple of the re-enactors. I can't remember exactly who they are supposed to be, but I believe the green-coated gentleman is a Newport merchant, and the guy in the striped pants is a sailor.



The tall re-enactor on the left was impersonating a French officer. As my husband is exactly the same height as Washington, it was easy to see that this guy would have towered over him.  (BTW I told him the story about Admiral de Grasse, who was about the same size as Washington, who was nearly always taller than everyone around him. When deGrasse met Washington, he addressed him as mon petit general,  which means "My Little General.") 

On the right is Tyler Putman, Manager of Gallery Interpretation at the Museum of the American Revolution in Philadelphia.



Great fun!



Here my husband is demonstrating how Washington fit inside his marquee. David is 6' 4", which is GW's purported height. As you can see,  either would have to duck to move from room to room inside. The small enclosure being him is the bedroom. (We arrived which they were just setting up: eventually a replica of Washington's camp bed was placed in this room.)

The main room of the tent was used as headquarters, and another smaller room on the end opposite the bedroom was used for storage.



Here Tyler Putman is showing me that the shole tent is put together with hooks and eyes.  It must have been quite a challenge to hand stitch all of the "eyes!"




Here I am with Tyler standing at the front of the marquee.  After talking with him for quite a while inside the tent, I realized that he had been the host on a virtual tour of the museum for the American Friends of Lafayette, and also for a webinar done las January. As he had been bearded and bespectacled at both those events, I didn't recognize him until he told me his name! 

All in all, replica or not it was great fun to visit the past!

My only  regret is that I can’t go back to 1989, when I finished writing THE RIDDLE OF PENNCROFT FARM. I would have changed the location of Geordie and Sandy’s meeting with Washington at Whitemarsh: they would most certainly have been in George Washington’s marquee!






Thursday, November 11, 2021

Compiegne: Two Armistices in Pictures

                                          

 A couple of years ago we visited the site of the signing of the 1918 armistice that ended the fighting of WWI.  The final negotiations were carried out from two trains parked on adjacent tracks.  


Here is a photograph taken at the time of the November 11, 1918 signing.


Here is a model of the parked trains from the museum at the Armistice site.



The actual signing of the Armistice was done on a railway car belonging to Marshal Foch, the leader of the French forces. 

After Hitler invaded and defeated France in June, 1940, to add to the humialition of the French he insisted that the they sign their surrender in the same railroad car, situated in the same place, near Compiegne, France.

Here is the actual railroad car used for the WWI Armistice just before the French were compelled to meet with Hitler to sign their WWII surrender in June, 1940.



Afterwards, Hitler had the car taken to Berlin to be put on exhibit in triumph. It was later destroyed.An identical railroad car was eventually brought to Compiegne as a memorial to the WWI Armistice signed there.

Here is a picture I took looking into the identical car. at the Compiegne museum:




Here is a diagram of where the French, German, and English commanders sat during the WWI Armistice signing.



Our guide told us that after the French surrender, Hitler commanded that everything at the site commemorating the 1918 Armistice be obliterated, except for the statue of Marshal Foch. (See below.)

He wanted Foch to remain overlooking the devastation


Wednesday, September 1, 2021

One of these things is not like the other!

My latest book, Liberty-Loving Lafayette, won the Bronze Medal in the Young Adult - Nonfiction category of the 2021 Readers' Favorite book awards today. I am thrilled to get this award, as a glance at the top five winners (below) shows that historical poetry is not what usually wins this category!

Thank you to the judges who realized that this playful little rhyming story for teens is actually NONFICTION!

 



So here's my cover adorned with its new award!


Woo hoo!





Wednesday, June 30, 2021

Thrills in an Antique Barn!



Last night we went to Beech Hill Farm here in Hopkinton, New Hampshire, for ice cream. While there, I noticed a small barn that was a museum for farm tools. I went inside and found a real riddle hanging on the wall! It was thrilling to see a scene from my historical novel for kids, The Riddle of Penncroft Farm, right there in my very own town!




Here is the scene:

The wooden sides of the barn—or what was left of it—were weathered to a gray that matched the foundation stones. There was a full top story, but because the barn was set into the hill, the ground floor was only about the size of our Minneapolis garage, much to my relief. 

A wide door ran across the lower level. I gave it a shove, and the door creaked open on ancient iron hinges. I entered the dark inside, groping for a light switch as I went. I couldn’t find one.

Swell. How can I clean this place if I can’t see what I’m doing?” I asked, wasting good sarcasm on an empty barn. Moving gingerly along the wall, I touched a large, round, metallic object that felt nothing like a light switch. It clattered to the floor. I slid my foot around until I found it, then carried it across to the door for a closer look. It was a flat metal sieve, covered with cobwebs, red with rust, and bigger than any sieve I’d ever seen.

Perplexed, I murmured, “I’d hate to have to eat any macaroni that was strained in this . . . this . . . whatever it is!”

“’Tis a riddle,” said a voice in my ear. —Chapter 4, The Riddle of Penncroft Farm © 1989  by Dorothea Jensen

Just like Penncroft Farm, the Beech Hill Farm has been owned by the same family since before the American Revolution. Here's info from its website, https://www.beechhillfarm.com

"Some of the earliest English settlers in Hopkinton were Aaron and Susanna Kimball, who came from Massachusetts in 1740. Their son, Abraham, was the first English child actually born in Hopkinton. In 1771, the King of England granted Aaron Kimball some land on Beech Hill."

The unexpected treat of spotting this riddle was even better than the ice cream cone I was eating when I discovered it!




Thursday, June 3, 2021

Buffalo'd but Philosophical


I'm philosophical about negative reviews. I really am. Sometimes I am surprised by how philosophical I am about them. It seems unlike me.

I know that people's tastes differ, however, and not everyone will like what I've written. But sometimes I am, well, buffalo'd by what reviewers write and wonder what they were reading. Or if they read it.

Recently I received some evaluations of Liberty-Loving Lafayette: How "America's Favorite Fighting Frenchman" Helped Win Our Independence done by judges for a national book award. Here's what one of them reported:

"Important information concerning the Marquis de Lafayette and the American Revolutionary War is contained in the book but I fear may be lost to readers due to the fact that the information contained is written in prose."

Prose.

That's what this evaluator wrote.

About a story written entirely in rhyming verse.

Hmm.

All I can say (philosophically) is "Isn't life interesting?" 


Regards,

Dorothea Jensen












Monday, April 19, 2021


 On Wednesday, May 5, at 2 P.M. there will be a dedication ceremony for a new marker commemorating Major General Lafayette's stop in Hopkinton, New Hampshire on June 27, 1825. This visit was part of the world-famous Revolutionary War hero's Farewell Tour, during which he visited all 24 of then existent states. This was a huge deal, as Lafayette was the only general still alive fifty years after the beginning of the Revolution, and was seen as a living link to the late General Washington and many other Founding Fathers.

Millions of excited Americans came to greet and meet him during the 13 months he traveled through the courntry,  going nearly 6,000 miles by carriage, horseback, riverboat etc. His visit to Hopkinton came five days after a huge reception in Concord, NH, only recently designated the capital of the state. 



Sunday, March 28, 2021

Graphic Review #1

I've been playing around with Canva designing some small graphics featuring blurbs from reviews of my books. Here are a few for Liberty-Loving Lafayette, my unique rhyming history inspired by the Broadway smash hit, Hamilton.



I've never carried a torch before, but am delighted that Booklife thinks I have done so with this book.


Regards,


Dorothea

Saturday, February 27, 2021

Booklife Liked LLL! Hooray!

 




I'm so pleased to post this most encouraging review of 
Liberty-Loving Lafayette 
done by Booklife, a subsidiary of Publishers Week.



Lin Manuel-Miranda’s Tony award-winning Hamilton made household names of historical figures audiences previously hadn’t known much about. Jensen carries the torch with her second book for young readers (after the YA novel A Buss From Lafayette) about the hero of the American Revolutionary War. In engaging rhyming verse possibly inspired by the musical, Jensen details how the French marquis wound up in the American colonies and got caught up in the war. She peppers the text with modern slang (“bro”) and French phrases (“mal de mer”) while historic paintings, portraits, maps, and engravings (Élisabeth Louise Vigée Le Brun’s sumptuous study of Marie Antoinette; Emanuel Leutze’s dramatic Washington Rallying the Troops at Monmouth) bring to life the tale’s cast and milieu.


The lighthearted storytelling still underscores the subject’s significance–“Without him we would not have won our Independency,” Jensen writes, rhyming with independency with liberty. However, the balance between historical authenticity, approachable language, and rhyme scheme fidelity can be precarious and sometimes gets lost. The text refers to Lafayette by multiple names (Gilbert, “the marquis”) which can be confusing given the plethora of characters, both British and French, featured in the story. Page layouts and the positioning of the period images often interrupts that most crucial element of rhymed, rhythmic storytelling: the flow.


This narrative is meant to be read aloud—and would be a valuable companion for classrooms and projects—showcasing its enjoyable blend of history and rhythm. Jensen proves scrupulous in keeping the text factual, digging into the political realities behind revolutionaries like George Washington embracing a French aristocrat, and her detailed end notes, offer concise explanations (“The French government feared having a ‘celebrity’ like Lafayette join the fight on the side of the Americans”) that will help alleviate any audience perplexity. Young history lovers and fans will savor this playful rendition of Lafayette’s biography, centered around historical documents and works of art.

Takeaway: Young history buffs will enjoy the rhyming text and historical art in this lively biography of the French hero of the American Revolution.

Great for fans of: Jean Fritz’s Why Not, Lafayette?, Selene Castrovilla’s Revolutionary Friends.

Production grades
Cover: A-
Design and typography: A-
Illustrations: A
Editing: A-
Marketing copy: A


Saturday, January 30, 2021

Sandwiches, Earls, and Chickens


Me at Mappertown House
(Randalls in 1996 Emma)
Chickens are off-screen, unfortunately.

On the same Jane Austen tour of England on which I met Nigel Nicolson (see previous blog post), we also visited Mapperton House, in Dorset, UK.  It has beautiful gardens, and was used as the location for Randalls (where the Westons live) in the 1996 BBC production of Emma.  In reality, it is the home of the Earl and Countess of Sandwich.

Of course, as most of you know, an 18th century Earl of Sandwich, not wanting to take time away from his gambling (card game or whatever) to dine, is reputed to have asked for some meat with bread around it. This  event is supposed to be the origin of the sandwich.

At any rate, we were to have lunch at Mapperton, hostessed by the Countess herself. Unfortunately, she was delayed. We learned eventually that this was due to her train being late coming back from London. The reason for her trip there? When Emma was filmed, a historic portrait of one of the earls, maybe the sandwich guy himself, had been removed from the house, perhaps because it was inappropriate for "Randalls," and stored in a secure "fire-proof" location in London. 

Which had burned down. 

The countess had been thus been visiting the National Portrait Gallery to see if purchasing a replacement for the lost portrait was possible. 

She said a friend of hers had suffered a greater loss. ALL the furnishings had been removed from her house when it was used as a location (for Hartfield? Donwell Abbey?) for the same Emma production.All had also been lost in the fire.

An any rate, while waiting for the countess to arrive, we had ample time to wander about the grounds. In doing so, I noticed some ornate-looking, unusually large chickens.

I proclaimed to our group, "Well! I've seen plenty of chicken sandwiches, but this is the first time I've ever seen a Sandwich chicken."




Stumbling into a Rather Appropriate Nickname

Obviously, my first name is "Dorothea." However, when I was born my brother Paul, only 15 months older than I, had a bit of trouble saying my four syllable name. He called me "Dee Dee." So that is what everyone called me. 

When I was 13, however, I went to a summer camp where the other girls in my cabin thought that "Dee Dee" looked too juvenile for a teenager. Because of this, I decided to change the spelling to "Deedy." I don't really remember why, except I thought to emulate "Kathy," or "Patty," or "Judy," etc.

It wasn't until I was MUCH older that I realized that the word "Deedy" has an actual meaning. Or it used to. In England.

It all started when I read Jane Austen's novel Emma for the umpteenth time.

Chapter 10 opens thusly:

The appearance of the little sitting-room as they entered, was tranquillity itself; Mrs. Bates, deprived of her usual employment, slumbering on one side of the fire, Frank Churchill, at a table near her, most deedily occupied about her spectacles, and Jane Fairfax, standing with her back to them, intent on her pianoforte.

Of course, first I chuckled, because it was obvious to those privy to their secret relatioship that Frank and Jane, for once unchaperoned because of her grandmother's nap, had been doing Something Else but quickly took a more innocent pose.

Then I thought, "Whoa. Deedily??" 

That sent me straight to the dictionary, and here's what I found (these are, of course, modern internet versions of what I found in the late 20th century).

Definition of deedily:

dialectal, chiefly England

Hmmm. From there I sped to the adjective form. . .






So. At least in archaic British English, Deedy actually has a meaning (possibly based on "full of deeds").

 So take your pick: industrious, active, earnest, serious, hard-working, busy, eager, tireless, industrious, or effective. 

Whew. Makes me tired just thinking about it.

But I must admit, at least some of these words do actually apply to me. (Not sure about "serious," "effective," and one or two others.)

However, it was after I learned about my nickname's meaning that a really cool thing happened.

I met Nigel Nicolson. son of Virginia Woolf's lover, the British writer/gardener Vita Sackville-West. He was the president of the Kent branch of the Jane Austen Society at the time, and a distinguished author, publisher, and Jane Austen scholar.

I was on a tour with the Jane Austen Society of North America (JASNA) when I met Mr. Nicolson at Godmersham. (This was the Kent estate that Jane Austen's brother, Edward, inherited from his adoptive parents).

I had a nametag on identifying me as a JASNA member, and "DEEDY" was written on it in large letters. Mr. Nicolson looked at it, then looked at me. 

"I like your name," he said.

Right then I decided that I like it, too.

Regards,

Dorothea (AKA Deedy) Jensen 


          Nigel Nicolson at the "Garden Front" of Godmersham

Wednesday, January 27, 2021

The Power of Idealizing and Idolizing Pix

I chose the idealized picture of Washington (below) to include in my rhyming history, Liberty-Loving Lafayette.  The reason I used this instead of the usual staid images painted by Gilbert Stuart et al is simple. I think it shows how the very young Lafayette might have imagined his hero when he was pondering coming to fight on the American side. He might not have pictured an angel crowning Washington with a laurel wreath, but Lafayette certainly did idolize the man. 



I came across  similarly "idealizing and idolizing" picture recently that I believe shows exactly why millions of Americans turned out to see Lsfayette when he toured America in 1824-5. This engraved image, created by Achille Moreau, in 1825, based on a painting by Jean Auguste Dubouloz. 

I find it interesting that these two Frenchman exactly nailed what Lafayette's tour meant to Americans. He was the last general officer from the Revolution still living, and he had been a close friend of Washington (who had died 25 years earlier), and many other Founding Fathers. Thus, he was a living link with a defining moment of our nation's history.

At the bottom of the image are these words (in French and in English)

"The spirits of the defenders of the American liberty are visiting him during his passage. The genii protectors of America drive away the storms."

Here is one explanation of what this picture portrays:

"Lafayette’s triumphal tour of the United States in 1824-1825 focused the attention of Americans on the heroes of the Revolutionary War and  confirmed Lafayette’s own place among them. In this allegorical imageof Lafayette’s return voyage to France in 1825 on board the frigate Brandywine, the old general remembers the heroes who achieved American independence." 
-https://www.americanrevolutioninstitute.org/exhibition/remembering-the-revolutionaries/

At the front of the crowd of Revolutionary heroes, George Washington and Benjamin Franklin are clearly identifiable. I don't know who the others pictured are. If anyone has a guess or more solid information about their identities please let me know at jensendorothea@gmail.com. 

Notice the native American kneeling on the right. I assume this is meant to depict the Oneida and other tribes who helped the Americans. Lafayette, after all, personally convinced the Oneida to join our army at Valley Forge, and they played a key role at Barren Hill, etc. (I can't figure out why he alone is kneeling.)


Title: Marquis De Lafayette
National Portrait Gallery, Smithsonian Institution
Date: 1825