My Brother, Theodore RooseveltRobinson, Corinne Roosevelt
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My Brother, Theodore Roosevelt
Robinson, Corinne Roosevelt
Roosevelt, Theodore, 1858-1919
“Oyster Bay, August 27, 1908. Dearest Corinne and Douglas: There is not
a thing I would have missed throughout the whole day. It was a very
touching little ceremony, and most of all it was delightful to see you
two in your lovely home, living just the kind of life that I feel is
typical of what American life should be at its best. I was so glad to
see all your neighbors, and to see the terms they were on with you.
Moreover, the view, the grounds, the house itself, and all there was
therein, were delightful beyond measure; and most delightful of all
was it to see the three generations ranging from you two to the babies
of dear Helen and Teddy. Ever yours, Theodore Roosevelt.” As usual,
he never spared an effort to do the lovely thing, and then say the
satisfying thing to those for whom he had done the service.
And now the time of Theodore Roosevelts incumbency as President was
drawing to a close. There is always a glamour as well as a shadow over
“last times,” and my last visit to the White House, in February, 1909,
stands out very clearly. My brother, the year before, had sent the
great American fleet around the world, an expedition discountenanced by
many, and yet conceded later to have been one of his most brilliantly
conceived strategic inspirations. “In time of peace, prepare for
war,” said Washington, and Theodore Roosevelt always followed that
maxim. That trip around the world of the American fleet was more
conducive to peace than any other action that could have been taken.
The purpose was “friendly,” of course, but those splendid battle-ships
of ours, engineered by such able commanders, could not fail to be an
object-lesson to any who felt that the United States was too isolated
to care for her own defense.
But even in such a demonstration as this, he managed to include a touch
of exquisite sentiment. When the great vessels neared the Hawaiian
Islands, he ordered them to deflect their course to pass by and salute
the tragic island of Molokai, home of the afflicted lepers, so that
they too should know of the protection which America affords to its
most unfortunate children.
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