My Brother, Theodore RooseveltRobinson, Corinne Roosevelt
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My Brother, Theodore Roosevelt
Robinson, Corinne Roosevelt
Roosevelt, Theodore, 1858-1919
I have just received your letter! What an excitement! How nice to
read it. What long letters you do write. I don’t see how you can
write them. My mouth opened wide with astonishment when I heard how
many flowers were sent in to you. I could revel in the buggie ones.
I jumped with delight when I found you had heard a mocking-bird.
Get some of its feathers if you can. Thank Johnny for the feathers
of the soldier’s cap, give him my love also. We cried when you
wrote about Grand-Mamma. Give My love to the good natured (to use
your own expresion) handsome lion, Conie, Johnny, Maud, and Aunt
Lucy. I am sorry the trees have been cut down. Aunt Annie, Edith
and Ellie send their love to you and all, I send mine to. I send
this picture to Conie. In the letters you write to me tell me how
many curiosities and living things you have got for me. I miss
Conie very much. I wish I were with you and Johnny for I could hunt
for myself. There is Conie’s letter.
MY DEAR CONIE:
As I wrote so much in Mamma’s letter I cannot write so much in
yours. I have got four mice, two white skined, red eyed velvety
creatures, very tame for I let them run all over me, they trie
to get down the back of my neck and under my vest, and two brown
skined, black eyed, soft as the others but wilder. Lordy and Rosa
are the names of the white mice, which are male and female. I keep
them in different cages
White mouse cage. brown mouse cage.
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MY DEAR PAPA
You can all read each other’s letters. I hear you were very seasick
on your voyage and that Dora and Conie were seasick before you
passed Sandy-hook. Give my greatest love to Johnny. You must write
too. Wont you drive Mamma to some battle field for she is going to
get me some trophies? I would like to have them so very much. I
will have to stop now because Aunty wants me to learn my lessons.
The chaffinch is for you. The wren for Mamma. The cat for Conie.
Yours lovingly,
THEODORE ROOSEVELT.
P. S. I liked your peas so much that I ate half of them.
New York, April 30th, 1868.
MY DEAR FATHER
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