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Behind the Scenes. 197
Tad had been petted by his father, but petting
could not spoil such a manly nature as his. He
seemed to realize that he was the son of a President—to realize it in its loftiest and noblest
sense. One morning, while being dressed, he
looked up at his nurse, and said : " Pa is dead.
I can hardly believe that I shall never see him
again. I must learn to take care of myself
now." He looked thoughtful a moment, thea
added, "Yes, Pa is dead, and I am only Tad
Lincoln now, little Tad, like other little boys. I
am not a President's son now. I won't have
many presents any more. Well, I will try and
be a good boy, and will hope to go some day to
Pa and brother Willie, in heaven." He was a
brave, manly child, and knew that influence had
passed out of their hands with the death of his
father, and that his position in life was altered.
He seemed to feel that people petted him, and
gave him presents, because they wanted to please
the President of the United States. From that
| Title | Behind the scenes, or, Thirty years a slave and four years in the White House |
| Creator | Keckley, Elizabeth |
| Publisher | G.W. Carleton & Co. |
| Place of Publication | New York |
| Date | 1868 |
| Language | eng |
| Type | Books/Pamphlets |
| Title | 00000202 |
| Type | Books/Pamphlets |
| Transcript | Behind the Scenes. 197 Tad had been petted by his father, but petting could not spoil such a manly nature as his. He seemed to realize that he was the son of a President—to realize it in its loftiest and noblest sense. One morning, while being dressed, he looked up at his nurse, and said : " Pa is dead. I can hardly believe that I shall never see him again. I must learn to take care of myself now." He looked thoughtful a moment, thea added, "Yes, Pa is dead, and I am only Tad Lincoln now, little Tad, like other little boys. I am not a President's son now. I won't have many presents any more. Well, I will try and be a good boy, and will hope to go some day to Pa and brother Willie, in heaven." He was a brave, manly child, and knew that influence had passed out of their hands with the death of his father, and that his position in life was altered. He seemed to feel that people petted him, and gave him presents, because they wanted to please the President of the United States. From that |
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