The Family Life of George Washington

The Family Life of George Washington

The Family Life of George Washington

The Family Life of George Washington

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Washington's portrait hung beside his wife's on our nursery wall. He was a beloved and familiar friend, and I was taught to throw kisses to 'George and Martha.' The same lithographs in their round frames hang in the schoolroom of my children in this house; and partly on their account, perhaps, the childhood feeling of intimate friendship persists. Once, while we were in the White House, we went on horseback to Mount Vernon, and came upon the house away from the river, under trees and up a quiet road, as Washington would have come. Almost his presence met us, not the leader who nursed the country 'thro' shifts and wants and pains,' but the man who loved his horses, his fields, and the same countless trivial pleasures and cares that fill our lives--the dear friend of my childhood days. I don't know why some places have a curiously penetrating atmosphere of sentiment--but in fact this seems true, and Wakefield, where Washington was born, is such a place. I have felt it in the spring, when the blue cloud of grape hyacinths almost hid the grass; and again in the late fall afternoon when I took my children on a pious pilgrimage. Even writing about it brings back some happy days of a happy life.

SAGAMORE HILL, OYSTER BAY

October 30, 1925 . . .

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