His father died while he was in college and he was left, not rich, but
so well off that he might have lived merely amusing himself. He might
have spent his days in playing polo, hunting and collecting specimens
of animals. What he did during his life, in adding to men's knowledge
of the habits of animals, would have gained him an honorable place in
the history of American science, if he had done nothing else. So with
his writing of books. He earned the respect of literary men, and left
a longer list of books to his credit than do most authors, and on a
greater variety of subjects. But he was to do other and still more
important work than either of these things.
He believed in and quoted from one of the noblest poems ever written by
any man,--Tennyson's "Ulysses." And in this poem are lines which formed
the text for Roosevelt's life:
How dull it is to pause, to make an end,
To rust unburnish'd, not to shine in use!
As tho' to breathe were life.
This was the doctrine of "the strenuous life" which he preached,-- and
practiced. It was to perform the hard necessary work of the world, not
to sit back and criticize. It was to do disagreeable work if it had to
be done, not to pick out the soft jobs. It was to be afraid neither of
the man who fights with his fists or with a rifle, nor of the man who
fights with a sneering tongue or a sarcastic pen.
To go into New York politics from 1880-1882 was, for a young man of
Roosevelt's place in life, just out of college, what most of his
friends and associates called "simply crazy." That young men of good
education no longer think it a crazy thing to do, but an honorable and
important one, is due to Theodore Roosevelt more than to any other one
man.
As he sat on the window-seat of his friend's room in Holworthy Hall,
that day, and said he was going to try to help the cause of better
government in New York, Mr. Thayer looked at him and wondered if he
were "the real thing." Thirty-nine years later Mr. Thayer looked back
over the career of his college mate, and knew that he had talked that
day with one of the great men of our Republic, with one who, as another
of his college friends says, was never a "politician" in the bad sense,
but was always trying to advance the cause of better government.
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