Theodore Roosevelt

ng a soft black hat and a cape overcoat. Probably there would have been a group of people waiting on the sidewalk, as he came out, for this was Theodore Roosevelt, Ex-P

tle, and the older people to suffer and support their losses. Theodore Roosevelt had always said that it was a good citizen's duty cheerfully to do one or the other of these things in the hour of danger.

t fever was still troubling him. The people wish to know if this is true, and one of

s eyes, light-blue in color, look straight at the questioner. One of his eyes, it had been said, was dimmed or blinded by a blow while boxing, years before, when he was President. But no one can se

y knew as well as their own brothers. The newspaper cartoonists had shown it t

my life!" he answers,

perhaps surprises some of those who, though they had heard much of his emphatic speech, kn

He was a "settler," and that, says Theodore Roosevelt, remembering the silly claims many people like to make about their long-dead ancestors, is a fine name for an immigrant, who came over in the steerage of a sailing ship in the seventeenth c

ordinary ability. They were not content to stand still, but made themselves useful and prosperous, so that the name was kn

ife. He worked hard at his business, for the Sanitary Commission during the Civil War, and for the poor and unfortunate of his own city, so hard that he wore himself out and died at forty-six. The President's mother was Martha Bulloch from Georgia. Two of her b

ected with being born in a log-cabin, or having to work hard to get an education, so that only the boys who did this could become famous. Of course it is what is in the boy himself, together with the effect his life has had on him, that counts. The boy whose family is ric

rk, for himself and his children. When the father died, and his son was left with enough money to have lived all his days without doing a stroke of work, he a

. One of my memories is of my father walking up and down the room with me in his arms at night, when I was a very small person, and of sitting up in bed gasping, with my father and mother trying to help

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the famous sights, he was homesick and he wished to get back to what really pleased him,-that is, collecting animals. He was already interested in that. And only when he could go

the things one is supposed to see in

tiful hotel parlor while the poor boys have

tragic to him at the time. In a church in Venice there were at

mbstones spanked me b

becomes too monotono

ing the day with brushing my hair, washing my han

did the same thi

is study was one of his great pleasures throughout life and when he was a man he knew more about t

the harbor, it reminded him of the adventures he had been reading about in Mayne Reid's books. He went back to the market, day after day, to look at the seal, to try to mea

, and her son, in his indignation, said that what hurt him about it was "the loss to Science! The loss to Science!" Once, he and his cousin had been out in the country, collecting specimens until all their pockets were full. Then two toads came along,-such novel and attractive toad

nd Egypt, where the air, it was hoped, would help the boy's asthma. This was a plea

venteen years old have found their way into learned books. When the State of New York published, many years afterwards, two big volumes about the birds of the state, some of these early writings by Roosevelt were quoted as important. A friend

t boys of his age in science, history and geography and knew something of German and French. But he was weak in Latin,