Letters to His Children — 47. Sickness of Archie, At the Jamestown Exposition, General Kuroki

DEAR KERMIT:

Poor little Archie has diphtheria, and we have had a wearing forty-eight hours.

Of course it is harder upon Mother a good deal than upon me, because she spends her whole time with him together with the trained nurse, while I simply must attend to my work during these closing hours of Congress (I have worked each day steadily up to half past seven and also in the evening); and only see Archiekins for twenty minutes or a half hour before dinner.

The poor little fellow likes to have me put my hands on his forehead, for he says they smell so clean and soapy!

Last night he was very sick, but this morning he is better, and Dr. Rixey thinks everything is going well.

Dr. Lambert is coming on this afternoon to see him.

Ethel, who is away at Philadelphia, will be sent to stay with the Rixeys.

Quentin, who has been exposed somewhat to infection, is not allowed to see other little boys, and is leading a career of splendid isolation among the ushers and policemen.

Since I got back here I have not done a thing except work as the President must during the closing days of a session of Congress.

Mother was, fortunately, getting much better, but now of course is having a very hard time of it nursing darling little Archie.

He is just as good as gold--so patient and loving.

Yesterday that scamp Quentin said to Mademoiselle: "If only I had _Archie's_ nature, and _my_ head, wouldn't it be great?"

In all his sickness Archie remembered that to-day was Mademoiselle's birthday, and sent her his love and congratulations--which promptly reduced good Mademoiselle to tears.

AT THE JAMESTOWN EXPOSITION

White House, April 29, 1907. DEAREST KERMIT:

We really had an enjoyable trip to Jamestown.

The guests were Mother's friend, Mrs. Johnson, a Virginia lady who reminds me so much of Aunt Annie, my mother's sister, who throughout my childhood was almost as much associated in our home life as my mother herself; Justice Moody, who was as delightful as he always is, and with whom it was a real pleasure to again have a chance to talk; Mr. and Mrs. Bob Bacon, who proved the very nicest guests of all and were companionable and sympathetic at every point.

Ethel was as good as gold and took much off of Mother's shoulders in the way of taking care of Quentin.

Archie and Quentin had, of course, a heavenly time; went everywhere, below and aloft, and ate indifferently at all hours, both with the officers and enlisted men.

We left here Thursday afternoon, and on Friday morning passed in review through the foreign fleet and our own fleet of sixteen great battleships in addition to cruisers.

It was an inspiring sight and one I would not have missed for a great deal.

Then we went in a launch to the Exposition where I had the usual experience in such cases, made the usual speech, held the usual reception, went to the usual lunch, etc. , etc. In the evening Mother and I got on the _Sylph_ and went to Norfolk to dine.

When the _Sylph_ landed we were met by General Grant to convoy us to the house.

I was finishing dressing, and Mother went out into the cabin and sat down to receive him.

In a minute or two I came out and began to hunt for my hat.

Mother sat very erect and pretty, looking at my efforts with a tolerance that gradually changed to impatience.

Finally she arose to get her own cloak, and then I found that she had been sitting gracefully but firmly on the hat herself--it was a crush hat and it had been flattened until it looked like a wrinkled pie.

Mother did not see what she had done so I speechlessly thrust the hat toward her; but she still did not understand and took it as an inexplicable jest of mine merely saying, "Yes, dear," and with patient dignity, turned and went out of the door with General Grant.

The next morning we went on the _Sylph_ up the James River, and on the return trip visited three of the dearest places you can imagine, Shirley, Westover, and Brandon.

I do not know whether I loved most the places themselves or the quaint out-of-the-world Virginia gentlewomen in them.

The houses, the grounds, the owners, all were too dear for anything and we loved them.

That night we went back to the _Mayflower_ and returned here yesterday, Sunday, afternoon.

To-day spring weather seems really to have begun, and after lunch Mother and I sat under the apple-tree by the fountain.

A purple finch was singing in the apple-tree overhead, and the white petals of the blossoms were silently falling.

This afternoon Mother and I are going out riding with Senator Lodge.

GENERAL KUROKI

White House, May 12, 1907. DEAR KERMIT:

General Kuroki and his suite are here and dined with us at a formal dinner last evening.

Everything that he says has to be translated, but nevertheless I had a really interesting talk with him, because I am pretty well acquainted with his campaigns.

He impressed me much, as indeed all Japanese military and naval officers do.

They are a formidable outfit.

I want to try to keep on the best possible terms with Japan and never do her any wrong; but I want still more to see our navy maintained at the highest point of efficiency, for it is the real keeper of the peace.