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They managed to lift it off the ground, but couldn’t carry it more than a few steps. They needed

              another person to lend them a hand.
              Washington, who was not in uniform, called out to the corporal, “Sir, your soldiers seem to need an
              extra hand to lift the box. Why don’t you help them?”

              The corporal glared at Washington. “You obviously don’t know anything about the army, or you
              would have known from my uniform that I am a corporal, not an ordinary soldier. These soldiers are
              under my command. It is their duty to do this work. Why should I stand to do this lowly job? It will
              be shameful if I am seen working with my subordinates. No one will respect me,” he answered.

              “If that is so, Sir, then I shall help them,” said Washington. He got off his horse and removed his
              overcoat. Rolling up his sleeves, he joined the soldiers. They lifted the crate and carried it into the
              barracks. The soldiers thanked Washington and invited him for tea.

              Washington readily agreed. They went into the canteen and Washington stood in a queue with the
              other soldiers for tea and a plate of sandwiches.

              The soldiers didn’t know that the man sitting at their table was their commander-in-chief. They
              told him stories about their experiences and life in the army. Washington too heard them with
              enthusiasm, never letting the soldiers suspect who he really was.

              After a while, it was time for Washington to leave. He bade goodbye to the soldiers and thanked
              them for their kindness. He then went in search of the corporal. He found him in his room, drinking
              tea by himself.

              “Sir, why aren’t you having tea with your soldiers?” asked Washington.

              “I do an important job in the army and demand respect. What work do these soldiers do? It would
              be beneath my dignity to mingle with these workers. That is why I didn’t help them either,” the
              corporal  explained.

              “Very well, Sir. You may not want to lend a hand, but if you or your soldiers need help, then send for
              your commander-in-chief. I shall be more than happy to come.” Saying this, Washington rode away
              on his horse.

              The officer suddenly realised that he was talking to George Washington. But it was too late to make
              amends as his commander-in-chief had already ridden away.





















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