My Brother, Theodore RooseveltRobinson, Corinne Roosevelt
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My Brother, Theodore Roosevelt
Robinson, Corinne Roosevelt
Roosevelt, Theodore, 1858-1919
One may well imagine the horror of the mother as she saw her
adventurous offspring crawling out beyond the projection of the
railing, and only great self-control enabled her to reach the wooden
board held lightly by the fingers of an equally criminal cousin, and by
an agonized clutch make it impossible for the seesaw to slide down with
its two foolhardy riders.
Needless to say, no such feat was ever performed again, but the piazza
became the happy meeting-ground of all the boys and girls of the
neighborhood, and there not only Theodore Roosevelt but many of his
friends and family put in a stock of sturdy health which was to do them
good service in later years. At the same time the children of that
house were leading the normal lives of other little children, except
for the individual industry of the more delicate one, who put his hours
of necessary quiet into voracious reading of history, and study of
natural history.
Again the summers were the special delight of our lives, and the
following several summers we spent on the Hudson River, at or near
Riverdale, where warm friendships were formed with the children of our
parents’ friends, Mr. and Mrs. William E. Dodge, Mr. and Mrs. Percy R.
Pyne, Mr. and Mrs. Oliver Harriman, and Mr. Robert Colgate.
Groups of joyous children invented and carried into effect every
imaginable game, and, as ever, our father was the delightful
collaborator in every scheme of pleasure. There began Theodore’s more
active collection of birds and animals. There he advertised for
families of field-mice, and the influx of the all-too-prolific little
animals was terrifying to the heart of so perfect a housekeeper as
my mother. The horror produced by the discovery of several of the
above-named families in the refrigerator was more than trying to
the nerves of one less devoted to science. My sister Anna, the most
unselfish of older sisters, was the chief sufferer always, as, in
spite of her extreme youth--for she was only four years older than my
brother--her unusual ability and maturity made her seem more like a
second mother than a sister. On one special occasion Theodore, having
advertised and offered the large sum of ten cents for every field-mouse
and thirty-five cents for a family, left for a trip to the Berkshire
hills, and my poor sister was inundated by hundreds of active and
unattractive families of field-mice, while clamoring country people
demanded their ten-cent pieces or the larger sum irrelevantly offered
by the absentee young naturalist. In the same unselfish manner my
sister was the unwilling recipient of families of young squirrels,
guinea-pigs, etc., and I can see her still bringing up one especially
delicate family of squirrels on the bottle, and also begging a
laundress not to forsake the household because turtles were tied to her
tubs!
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