This fits into a very small niche somewhere between the nursery sunniness of the D'Aulaires' Washington and the younger lives written by Clara Judson and Genevieve Foster and, illustrated as it is by Ward's straitlaced tableaux, it looks of an age with those venerable standbys. The text is scrupulous in avoiding apocryphal incidents and reporting the various deaths and tragedies in the Washington family, but there's barely a scrap of anecdote and few animating specifics on the everyday life of the times. Worse, the prose ranges between monotony (""His birthday was, . ."" ""The children's names were. . ."") and stodginess. Redundant -- both in concept and content.