He perceived I was a bit frightened, and put me back by Mrs. ‘So this is Bud’s sister.’ He came up and put his hands under my elbows and lifted me toward him, and I was so afraid he was going to kiss me! He looked so big and dark and different from the men I was accustomed to see. Lincoln, who placed me by her on the sofa, and I was showing her my new hat when the President came in. Was n’t there ever a president who had children?’Ī few days after this first visit I went with my brothers to the White House and was kindly received by Mrs. Willie would complain: ‘I wish they would n’t stare at us so. They were two healthy rollicking western boys, never accustomed to any restraint, and the notice which their father’s exalted station brought upon them was very distasteful. A slight impediment in his speech made it difficult for strangers to understand him. Tad had a quick fiery temper, very affectionate when he chose but implacable in his dislikes. Willie Lincoln was the most lovable boy I ever knew, bright, sensible, sweet-tempered and gentle-mannered. The resemblance of the two pairs of boys was often remarked. Thomas Lincoln - ‘Tad ‘ - and my brother Halsey Cook Taft - ‘Hally’-were dark-eyed, lively, mischievous lads of eight. Both were light-haired, pleasant, rather quiet boys. never called anything but ‘ Bud ‘ - was twelve, a year older than Willie Lincoln. Thus began an intimacy which continued until Willie’s death. Lincoln, anyway, - jounced us on his lap and told us stories.’Įarly next morning Willie and Tad appeared, guided by one of the gardeners, and spent the day exploring our house and premises and the neighbors’ - including the back alley where the servants lived. Lincoln, I mean the President, - she called him Mr. Lincoln said we must come every day and bring Julia and Mr. My brothers came home at dark looking, as our yellow girl Larney said, ‘like dey done bin huntin’ coons in de bresh,’ but they had ‘had the best time been all over the White House Mrs.
In five minutes the four boys had disappeared and I saw them no more. Watt the head gardener, our good friend, who called up the stairs: ‘Here, Willie, Tad-is somebody to play with you.’ No answer but we went up into the conservatory and there stood the boys by the water-lily tank, watching the goldfish. Assuring ourselves that things were outwardly unchanged under the new administration, we entered the office of Mr.
Lincoln, as our mother had directed, we went in by the little gate near the Treasury. Lincoln ‘Willie and Tad are so lonely, and everything is so strange.’ But instead of going to the front door and asking for Mrs.
‘Send them around to-morrow, please, Mrs. Lincoln it came out that my two brothers were about the ages of Willie and Tad Lincoln. ONE bright windy day in March 1861, my two brothers and I were sent to play with the Lincoln boys.
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