One evening in the spring, the four boys were taken to see a minstrel
show in the city. They were thrilled by what they heard and saw, and
decided on the spot that they would give a show themselves, and began
between the numbers to plan when and where to give it. But, on the
following day, when they discussed it again there seemed to be no room
suited to their plans either in the White House or at the Taft's, but
finally they decided that by having some partitions in the Taft attic,
which was roughly divided into small bedrooms, taken down, they could
be accommodated. However, fortune favoured the preservation of the Taft
home by a sudden shifting of the boys' interest in the direction of the
White House. Mrs. Lincoln was called to New York for a week; Willie and
Tad had such severe colds and the weather was so rainy, that she wished
them to be amused in the house during her absence, and that could only
be done by giving them the society of their playmates. Accordingly one
day Hally and Budd were thrown into a state of feverish excitement by
the arrival of a messenger with Mrs. Lincoln's invitation for them to
spend a whole week at the White House.
Besides delivering the invitation, the messenger also asked whether
Willie and Tad were there, as they had not been at home since breakfast
time, although they had been traced to the Capitol, where they had been
seen sitting in the gallery of the House of Representatives, and later
treated to lunch in the restaurant of Congress by a gentleman whom the
boys always amused, then they had been seen playing marbles with some
of the pages in the Capitol, but now where were they? The messenger who
was well acquainted with the truants, seemed more amused than alarmed
over their disappearance, and soon carried back a note to Mrs. Lincoln
accepting the invitation for Budd and Hally, provided the truants
should be found! While Budd and Hally were excitedly helping to pack
their clothes in a small valise, for the visit, in walked the
wanderers. They carried a very large and much dilapidated umbrella
which Tad said they had borrowed from the cook--doubtless a Southern
mammy who took an endless delight in the boys' pranks, and aided them
all she could in their mischievous plans. Tad's pockets were bulging
with marbles, which showed how successfully he had played his game with
the pages earlier in the day, and both boys had entirely forgotten that
they had bad colds. All four soon set out in high glee together, while
Tad gave a whoop of joy as they left the house.
"You bet we'll have a good time!" he exclaimed, and from all
descriptions of that visit, they certainly must have had it.
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