Letters to His Children — 54. Quentin And Turner, Quentin and the Pig, A Presidential Fall, More About Quentin
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Quentin is really too funny for anything.
He got his legs fearfully sunburned the other day, and they blistered, became inflamed, and ever-faithful Mother had to hold a clinic on him.
Eyeing his blistered and scarlet legs, he remarked, "They look like a Turner sunset, don't they?"
And then, after a pause, "I won't be caught again this way!
quoth the raven, 'Nevermore!'
" I was not surprised at his quoting Poe, but I would like to know where the ten-year-old scamp picked up any knowledge of Turner's sunsets.
QUENTIN AND THE PIG
White House, October 17, 1908. DEAREST KERMIT:
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Quentin performed a characteristic feat yesterday.
He heard that Schmidt, the animal man, wanted a small pig, and decided that he would turn an honest penny by supplying the want.
So out in the neighborhood of his school he called on an elderly darkey who, he had seen, possessed little pigs; bought one; popped it into a bag; astutely dodged the school--having a well-founded distrust of how the boys would feel toward his passage with the pig--and took the car for home.
By that time the pig had freed itself from the bag, and, as he explained, he journeyed in with a "small squealish pig" under his arm; but as the conductor was a friend of his he was not put off.
He bought it for a dollar and sold it to Schmidt for a dollar and a quarter, and feels as if he had found a permanent line of business.
Schmidt then festooned it in red ribbons and sent it to parade the streets.
I gather that Quentin led it around for part of the parade, but he was somewhat vague on this point, evidently being a little uncertain as to our approval of the move.
A PRESIDENTIAL FALL
White House, Nov.
8, 1908. DEAREST ARCHIE:
Quentin is getting along very well; he plays centre on his football eleven, and in a match for juniors in tennis he got into the semi-finals.
What is more important, he seems to be doing very well with his studies, and to get on well with the boys, and is evidently beginning to like the school.
He has shown himself very manly.
Kermit is home now, and is a perfect dear.
The other day while taking a scramble walk over Rock Creek, when I came to that smooth-face of rock which we get round by holding on to the little bit of knob that we call the Button, the top of this button came off between my thumb and forefinger.
I hadn't supposed that I was putting much weight on it, but evidently I was, for I promptly lost my balance, and finding I was falling, I sprang out into the creek.
There were big rocks in it, and the water was rather shallow, but I landed all right and didn't hurt myself the least bit in the world.
MORE ABOUT QUENTIN
White House, Nov.
22, 1908. DEAREST ARCHIE:
I handed your note and the two dollar bill to Quentin, and he was perfectly delighted.
It came in very handy, because poor Quentin has been in bed with his leg in a plaster cast, and the two dollars I think went to make up a fund with which he purchased a fascinating little steam-engine, which has been a great source of amusement to him.
He is out to-day visiting some friends, although his leg is still in a cast.
He has a great turn for mechanics.
White House, Nov.
27, 1908. BLESSED ARCHIE:
It is fine to hear from you and to know you are having a good time.
Quentin, I am happy to say, is now thoroughly devoted to his school.
He feels that he is a real Episcopal High School boy, and takes the keenest interest in everything.
Yesterday, Thanksgiving Day, he had various friends here.
His leg was out of plaster and there was nothing he did not do.
He roller-skated; he practised football; he had engineering work and electrical work; he went all around the city; he romped all over the White House; he went to the slaughter-house and got a pig for Thanksgiving dinner.
Ethel is perfectly devoted to Ace, who adores her.
The other day he was lost for a little while; he had gone off on a side street and unfortunately saw a cat in a stable and rushed in and killed it, and they had him tied up there when one of our men found him.
In a way I know that Mother misses Scamp, but in another way she does not, for now all the squirrels are very tame and cunning and are hopping about the lawn and down on the paths all the time, so that we see them whenever we walk, and they are not in the least afraid of us.
White House, Dec.
3, 1908. DEAREST ARCHIE:
I have a very strong presentiment that Santa Claus will not forget that watch!
Quentin went out shooting with Dr. Rixey on Monday and killed three rabbits, which I think was pretty good.
He came back very dirty and very triumphant, and Mother, feeling just as triumphant, brought him promptly over with his gun and his three rabbits to see me in the office.
On most days now he rides out to school, usually on Achilles.
Very shortly he will begin to spend his nights at the school, however.
He has become sincerely attached to the school, and at the moment thinks he would rather stay there than go to Groton; but this is a thought he will get over--with Mother's active assistance.
He has all kinds of friends, including some who are on a hockey team with him here in the city.
The hockey team apparently plays hockey now and then, but only very occasionally, and spends most of the time disciplining its own members.
TRIBUTE TO KERMIT
