President George Washington’s Thanksgiving Day Proclamation

Thanksgiving is this Thursday, November 24, 2022.

It would be beneficial to set aside a few minutes to read our first president’s Thanksgiving proclamation.

WHEREAS it is the duty of all nations to acknowledge the providence of Almighty God, to obey His will, to be grateful for His benefits, and humbly to implore His protection and favour; and Whereas both Houses of Congress have, by their joint committee, requested me “to recommend to the people of the United States a DAY OF PUBLICK THANKSGIVING and PRAYER, to be observed by acknowledging with grateful hearts the many and signal favors of Almighty God, especially by affording them an opportunity peaceably to establish a form of government for their safety and happiness:”

NOW THEREFORE, I do recommend and assign THURSDAY, the TWENTY-SIXTH DAY of NOVEMBER next, to be devoted by the people of these States to the service of that great and glorious Being who is the beneficent Author of all the good that was, that is, or that will be; that we may then all unite in rendering unto Him our sincere and humble thanks for His kind care and protection of the people of this country previous to their becoming a nation; for the signal and manifold mercies and the favorable interpositions of His providence in the course and conclusion of the late war; for the great degree of tranquility, union, and plenty which we have since enjoyed;– for the peaceable and rational manner in which we have been enabled to establish Constitutions of government for our safety and happiness, and particularly the national one now lately instituted;– for the civil and religious liberty with which we are blessed, and the means we have of acquiring and diffusing useful knowledge;– and, in general, for all the great and various favours which He has been pleased to confer upon us.

And also, that we may then unite in most humbly offering our prayers and supplications to the great Lord and Ruler of Nations and beseech Him to pardon our national and other transgressions;– to enable us all, whether in publick or private stations, to perform our several and relative duties properly and punctually; to render our National Government a blessing to all the people by constantly being a Government of wise, just, and constitutional laws, discreetly and faithfully executed and obeyed; to protect and guide all sovereigns and nations (especially such as have shewn kindness unto us); and to bless them with good governments, peace, and concord; to promote the knowledge and practice of true religion and virtue, and the increase of science among them and us; and, generally to grant unto all mankind such a degree of temporal prosperity as He alone knows to be best.

GIVEN under my hand, at the city of New-York, the third day of October, in the year of our Lord, one thousand seven hundred and eighty-nine.

(signed) G. Washington

Versión en español (Spanish Translation):

Primera proclamación oficial del Día de Acción de Gracias de parte del Presidente George Washington:

Considerando que es el deber de todas las naciones reconocer la providencia del Dios todopoderoso, a obedecer su voluntad, a ser agradecidos por sus beneficios, y a humildemente rogar por su protección y su favor;

Y, considerando que ambas cámaras del congreso, mediante su resolución conjunta, han solicitado que yo “recomiende al pueblo de los Estados Unidos un Día de Acción de Gracias y de Oración , a ser observado mediante el reconocer con corazones agradecidos los muchos y grandes favores de Dios todopoderoso, especialmente el haberles ofrecido la oportunidad de establecer pacíficamente una forma de gobierno para su seguridad y su gozo.

Ahora pues, recomiendo y asigno el próximo jueves, veintiseis de noviembre, a ser dedicado por el pueblo de estos estados al servicio de Aquel gran y glorioso Ser quien es al Autor beneficiente de todo lo bueno que ha sido, que es, y que será; que podamos todos unirnos en darle a Él nuestro sincero y humilde agradecimiento por su bondadoso cuidado y protección por el pueblo de este pais antes de ser convertidos en una nación; por sus misericordias grandes y multiples; y por las interposiciones favorables de su providencia en el curso y en la conclusión de la pasada guerra; por el gran grado de tranquilidad, unión, y abundancia que hemos disfrutado; —

Por la manera apacible y racional en que fuimos habilitados a establecer constituciones de gobierno para nuestra seguridad y gozo, y en particular la constitución nacional que acaba de ser ratificada.—

Por la libertad civil y religiosa con las cuales somos bendecidos; y por los medios que poseemos de adquirir y difundir el conocimiento util; —

Y, en general, por todos los favores grandes y múltiples que a Él le ha agradado conferir sobre nosotros.

Y también, que nosotros podamos unirnos en humildemente ofrecer nuestras oraciones y suplicaciones al gran Senor y Gobernador de las naciones y rogarle que perdone nuestras transgresiones nacionales y personales – para habilitarnos a todos, o en estaciones públicas o en estaciones privadas, a desempeñar nuestros deberes apropiadamente y punctualmente.; —

Y le suplicamos que nuestro gobierno nacional sea de bendición a todo el pueblo mediante leyes sabias, justas, y constitucionales, ejecutadas y obedecidas discretamente y fielmente;

A proteger y guiar a todos los soberanos y las naciones (en especial aquellas que han demonstrado bondad hacia nosotros); y a bendecirlas con buenos gobiernos, con paz y armonía; a promover el conocimiento y la práctica de la religión y la virtud verdadera entre nosotros y entre ellas;

Y, en general, que Él conceda a todos el grado de prosperidad que Él considere que sea lo mejor.

Dado bajo mi mano, en la ciudad de Nueva York, el tercer dia de octubre en el año de nuestro Senor, mil setecientos ochenta y nueve.

firmado por George Washington

Do You Have Beer?

In past Thanksgiving times, we have quoted from William Bradford’s journal to tell of Squanto and of Bradford’s first Thanksgiving proclamation (here and here). 

Bradford’s journal lists the 102 Mayflower passengers and then, heartbreakingly, tells of the deaths of half their number that winter of 1620 – 1621. By the spring of 1621, only 53 remained. And the small group did their best to appear to be more: they buried their dead in unmarked graves, they shot their muskets at different spots, making it seem that many more were shooting, and so forth.

The first contacts between Europeans and the native tribes of those parts occurred about a century before the arrival of the Pilgrims in 1620. Similar to the Mountain Men in the 19th Century American west, traders and fishermen sailed or otherwise explored along the coasts of New England in the 16th century, seeking furs, fish, and other raw materials. And they unknowingly prepared the way for those who would come later. In the case of the Mountain Men, their footsteps, trails, and dealings with the Indians later guided or hindered pioneering families in the west; similarly, their forebears, the European traders and fishers, guided or hindered the Pilgrims and Puritans in the 17th century east.

The Pilgrims arrived at what is now Plymouth Rock. That region was known as Patuxet (“little falls”). About a decade before, the tribe that lived there had been wiped out by a plague. There was one member of that tribe who was not present: Squanto. He and nineteen others had been treacherously betrayed and sent to Spain as slaves by Thomas Hunt, an English mariner.

Bradford’s comment pithily summarizes the Pilgrims’ opinion of Mr. Hunt: “… like a wretched man that cares not what mischief he does for his profit ….”

However, Providence had its reasons. Squanto was set free in Spain and made his way to England where he learned English. He eventually sailed back as an interpreter to Thomas Dermer. But he found his tribe completely annihilated.

And that brings us to Samoset.

Chief Massasoit of the Massachusett Indians had a decision to make: expel the Pilgrims or form an alliance with them? Although his tribe had not been directly affected, the memory of men like Hunt was recent and portentous. 

Squanto told Chief Massasoit about the wonders he had seen and experienced in England and urged him to seek peace with the Pilgrims. The chief then consulted with Samoset, a satrap or lesser chief of the Abenakki Indians from present day Maine. The chief sent Samoset as his emissary to the Pilgrims.

In mid-March, 1621, Samoset walked confidently into the Pilgrim colony and asked, “Do you have beer?” The alarmed Pilgrims were immediately put at ease when they heard their mother tongue spoken by this half naked “savage” who had learned to speak as they from mariners along the coast.

Samoset spent some time with them, telling them about the terrain and the other tribes that surrounded them. He left them, promising to return. And he did so, this time with our friend, Squanto. They both told the Pilgrims that Chief Massasoit and sixty men would be coming to visit them. That startled the Pilgrims yet again, but they learned there was no cause for alarm.

William Bradford’s good friend, Edward Wilson, spoke with the chief, using Squanto as translator. The parties agreed to a treaty which lasted decades, neither side ever violating the terms.

Edward Winslow’s letter to his “loving and old friend” tells us much about these events and the First Thanksgiving. We will close this post with the concluding paragraphs of that letter, dated “this 11 of December, 1621” (emphasis mine):

“We have found the Indians very faithful in their covenant of peace with us; very loving and ready to pleasure us: we often go to them, and they come to us; some of us have been fifty miles by land in the country with them … yea, it hath pleased God so to possess the Indians with a fear of us, and love unto us, that not only the greatest king amongst them called Massasoit, but also all the princes and peoples round about us, have either made suit unto us, or been glad of any occasion to make peace with us, so that seven of them at once have sent their messengers to us to that end …. [They] have yielded willingly to be under the protection, and subjects to our sovereign Lord King James, so that there is now great peace amongst the Indians themselves, which was not formerly, neither would have been but for us; and we … walk as peaceably and safely in the wood, as in the highways in England, we entertain them familiarly in our houses, and they as friendly bestowing their venison on us ….

“… so I take my leave, commending you to the Lord for a safe conduct unto us. Resting in Him

Your loving Friend,

E. W.

Jeremiah Johnson, the 1972 film is, in my opinion, the best Robert Redford movie. He plays a Mountain Man and does so with grit and a character development arc from comic naiveté to vengeful anger. As you watch it, remember, it was men like him who prepared the way for those who’d come after and settle and develop and more.
Signing of the Mayflower Compact. Edward Wilson stands at center with his right hand on the table and left hand holding the ink jar
The Pilgrims were put at ease as soon as Samoset asked for beer.

The First Thanksgiving Declaration, Governor William Bradford

“Inasmuch as the great Father has given us this year an abundant harvest of Indian corn, wheat, peas, beans, squashes, and garden vegetables, and has made the forests to abound with game and the sea with fish and clams, and inasmuch as He has protected us from the ravages of the savages, has spared us from pestilence and disease, has granted us freedom to worship God according to the dictates of our own conscience.

“Now I, your magistrate, do proclaim that all ye Pilgrims, with your wives and ye little ones, do gather at ye meeting house, on ye hill, between the hours of 9 and 12 in the daytime, on Thursday, November 29th, of the year of our Lord one thousand six hundred and twenty three and the third year since ye Pilgrims landed on ye Pilgrim Rock, there to listen to ye pastor and render thanksgiving to ye Almighty God for all His blessings.”

William Bradford

Ye Governor of Ye Colony

That first formal declaration was three years after their arrival, when practices and habits had begun to solidify. However, the very first Thanksgiving was in 1621, most likely in November, a year after their arrival. In that year’s winter, their first, about half their company perished, including their first governor, John Carver, who died in April:

“He was buried in the best manner they could, with some vollies of shott by all that bore arms; and his wife, being weak, dyed within five or six weeks after him.”

All previous burials had been done in secret because they did not want the Indians to know how alarmingly depleted their number was becoming. This was the first burial done openly.

During that year they made a treaty with the Indians, the Wampanoag, which treaty was honored by both parties for decades, until Plymouth Colony had ceased to exist, having been folded into the Massachusetts colony. 

From Bradford’s journal:

“Our harvest being gotten in, our governor [he always wrote in the third person] sent four men on fowling, that we might after a special manner rejoice together after we had gathered the fruit of our labors. They four in one day killed as much fowl as served the company almost a week. At which time, amongst other recreations, we exercised our arms. King Massasoit, with some ninety men, we entertained and feasted with for three days. They went out  and killed five deer, which they brought to the plantation and bestowed on our governor, and upon the captain and others. And although it be not always so plentiful as it was at this time with us, yet by goodness of God, we are so far from want.”

The words of our Lord Jesus Christ certainly apply to the Pilgrims: “Ye are the light of the world”.

Bradford seemed to sense the portentousness of their voyage, their survival, and their prosperity, when he wrote: 

“Thus out of smalle beginnings greater things have been produced by His hand [Who] made all things that are; and as one small candle may light a thousands, so ye light here kindled hath shone to many, yea in some sorte to our whole nation; let ye glorious name of Jehova have all ye praise.”

The character of the Pilgrims is worthy of emulation by us all today, 400 years after their arrival.

Most of all, the attitude of gratitude. Entire families had died; many survivors had lost loved ones and friends. But they knew, they sincerely knew, to be grateful. 

They honored God and God honored them.

Happy Thanksgiving to all!

P.S. If you’d like to read about Squanto, please see my 2019 Thanksgiving post (Squanto).

Signing of the Mayflower Compact (see here for more on that event).
William Bradford (1590 – 1657), Governor of Plymouth Colony.
Artist rendition of Squanto
Artist rendition of the First Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving, 2019

You might remember the story of Squanto, the Wampanoag Indian who, circa 1608, was captured by a Captain Hunt and sold into slavery in Spain. He was purchased by a well-meaning monk who taught him the basics of the Christian faith. Squanto eventually made his way to England and worked for a John Slaney who was sympathetic to him and promised that he would do all he could to see that Squanto made his way back home to Massachusetts. That promise was kept and, in 1619, over ten years after his kidnapping, Squanto, now an English-speaker, was back in Plymouth, Massachusetts, only to learn that all his loved ones and companions had died of an epidemic.

Accounts vary, but all agree on the major events: from America to Europe and back to America to find himself desolate.

A year later, the Pilgrims landed, knowing no one in that “desolate wilderness,” and over half of them perished that winter. Then they met Squanto. Here is how William Bradford, the long-time governor wrote about Squanto in the classic, Of Plymouth Plantation (he always wrote in the third person): “…but Squanto continued with them and was their interpreter and was a special instrument sent of God for their good beyond their expectation. He directed them how to set their corn, where to take fish, and to procure other commodities, and was also their pilot to bring them to unknown places for their profit, and never left them till he died.”

Squanto was at that first Thanksgiving in 1621. Both he and the Pilgrims expressed their thankfulness to God for His bountiful mercies. How is this possible in the face of so much desolation and death? Because God is good. We only see part, but He knows the end from the beginning of a story whose chapters are still being uncovered for us. Catastrophic events are only part of that story. In similar fashion Martin Rinckart could write the wondrous Now Thank We All Our God within the context of The Thirty Years’ War and pestilence which carried away thousands of his fellow citizens and parishioners, including his own beloved wife.

Bradford was at Squanto’s side as he lay dying. Squanto “desired the Governor to pray for him, that he might go to the Englishmen’s God in heaven.” He asked that his possessions be given to his Pilgrim friends “as remembrances of his love.” The Pilgrims were deeply affected by this “great loss,” yet they remained a people characterized by thankfulness to God.

I appreciate living in a land where Thanksgiving is a national holiday. We used to observe it in the mining camp in El Pao, and it was observed in American camps and facilities all over the world as I was growing up. This is a quintessentially American observance. 

And it’s a good observance, because, rightly observed, it can compel us to pause and consider His blessings, which are beyond number. 

Lillie and I think of men and women who impacted our lives when we were children in Puerto Rico and Venezuela, respectively. We are thankful for the friendships that our parents cultivated and are amazed, and deeply moved, when we consider that those friendships survived the death of some of our parents, even to this day. 

We are grateful for childhood friends who are still faithful friends. What a treasure!

We are thankful for the members of our extended families. Each of you have had an influence on us and we thank you, dear uncles, cousins, loved ones.

We are thankful for our grandparents. I was fortunate to have met Lillie’s maternal great-grandparents and her grandparents (both sets), and my maternal grandmother. What men and women of character they were! But I am also grateful for my father’s patiently telling me (and re-telling, because I always wanted to hear more!) about his father and mother, my paternal grandparents. Even though I never met them, I feel like I know them and often in life have asked myself how my grandfather or my grandmother would react or think about certain situations in life. 

I also met my father’s last living uncle, having visited him in a retirement home in Arizona in 1980 shortly before his passing away. The memory of that short visit still possesses the power to move me deeply. He was quite a man.

We are grateful for the small churches we knew in Latin America. For the humble, unassuming, yet hearty and steadfast brethren who loved us. Many of them said little, but their lives said much! I recall at least two of them who were rescued by a Loving God from lives of dissipation. They said little, but their renewed characters and lives have affect me increasingly as the years go by.

We are most thankful for our parents, who have been careful to encourage us to appreciate what has gone before. Thanks to them, we deeply appreciate you, our aunts, uncles, and cousins, and friends. Our fathers and mothers would be the first to deny perfection in anything, but if we could attain a good measure of their character, we would do well indeed!

Each of you whose paths have crossed ours, are not a “happenstance” to us, nor we to you. Our Good Lord sees to it that all has a purpose which continues to work itself out for our good and His glory.

As we thank Him, we also thank you for your kindness and love and care which in many cases have been a constant through the years.

May you have a wonderful Thanksgiving!

Psalm 100

Plaque honoring Martin Rinckart in Eilenburg, Germany

Now thank we all our God, 
with heart and hands and voices,
Who wondrous things has done, 
in Whom this world rejoices;
Who from our mothers’ arms 
has blessed us on our way
With countless gifts of love,
and still is ours today.
First stanza of the hymn Now Thank We All Our God by Martin Rinckart

Arecibo, Puerto Rico, town where Lillie spent most of her childhood
Mayaguez, Puerto Rico. Town where Lillie was born
Some of my childhood friends in El Pao. Annual Christmas program at the club

My paternal grandfather, Max A. Barnes in Cuba circa 1898, at the end of the Spanish American War
Representation of Squanto
William Bradford