I have never had my clothes off but lay and sleep in them, except the few nights I have lay'n in Frederic Town.[1] [Footnote 1: Hapgood, p, 11.] Later, when Washington became master of Mount Vernon, his servants were properly liveried.

He himself rode to hounds in the approved apparel of a fox-hunting British gentleman, and we find in the lists of articles for which he sends to London the names of clothes and other articles for Mrs.Washington and the children carefully specified with the word "fashionable" or "very best quality" added.
Still later, when he was President he attended to this matter of dress with even greater punctilio.
One incident of this early period should not be passed by unmentioned.
Admiral Vernon offered him an appointment as midshipman in the navy, but Washington's mother objected so strongly that Washington gave up the opportunity.

We may well wonder whether, if he had accepted it, his career might not have been permanently turned aside.

Had he served ten or a dozen years in the navy, he might have grown to be so loyal to the King, that, when the Revolution came, he would have been found in command of one of the King's men-of-war, ordered to put down the Rebels in Boston, or in New York.

Thus Fate suggests amazing alternatives to us in the retrospect, but in the actual living, Fate makes it clear that the only course which could have happened was that which did happen.
In 1751 the health of Washington's brother, Lawrence, became so bad from consumption that he decided to pass the winter in a warm climate.
He chose the Island of Barbados, and his brother George accompanied him.