Jacob A. Riis (1849–1914). Theodore Roosevelt, the Citizen. 1904.
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| will find easy what was before almost impossible.” |
| That was accomplishing something, surely. It worked all right, then. Had some of the solemn head-shakers known how he enjoyed it all, I fear that to the inconsistent charges of bowing down to the idol of party and of wrecking his party, that were flung at him in the same breath, there would have been added the killing one of levity, that was not used up against Abraham Lincoln. I have an amused recollection of one band of visiting statesmen that filed into the Executive Mansion with grave, portentous mien, just as the Governor and I stole down the kitchen stairs to the sub-cellar to visit with Kermit’s white rats, that were much better company. The Governor knew their names, their lineage, and all their “points,” which were many, according to Kermit. They were fully discussed before we returned to the upper world of stupid politics. |
| That is my opinion, anyway. I hate politics—I am thinking of the game again—and I am not going to bother with them here, if I can help it, which I suppose I can’t since the |