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[ { "id": "large/9949/letterstohischildren_1510_librivox_64kb_mp3/letterstohischildren_52_roosevelt_64kb_3", "recording_id": "large/9949/letterstohischildren_1510_librivox_64kb_mp3/letterstohischildren_52_roosevelt_64kb", "start": 0, "duration": 12.84, "channel": 0, "language": "English", "speaker": "9949", "custom": { "texts": [ "He seized her by the shoulder and tried to seize her by the throat, and twice Ethel had to break away and gallop off, Fitz Lee endeavoring in vain to catch the dog. Finally he succeeded, just as Mike had got Fidelity by the hock.", "HE SEIZED HER BY THE SHOULDER AND TRIED TO SEIZE HER BY THE THROAT AND TWICE ETHEL HAD TO BREAK AWAY AND GALLOP OFF FITZ LEE ENDEAVORING IN VAIN TO CATCH THE DOG FINALLY HE SUCCEEDED JUST AS MIKE HAD GOT FIDELITY BY THE HOCK" ], "pre_texts": [ "among the machinery. He is really a very nice little dog. White House, March 15, 1908. DEAREST ARCHIE: Quentin is now taking a great interest in baseball. Yesterday the Force School nine, on which he plays second base, played the P Street nine on the White House grounds where Quentin has marked out a diamond. The Force School nine was victorious by a score of 22 to 5. I told Quentin I was afraid the P Street boys must have felt badly and he answered, \"Oh, I guess not; you see I filled them up with lemonade afterward!\" Charlie Taft is on his nine. Did you hear of the dreadful time Ethel had with her new bull terrier, Mike? She was out riding with Fitz Lee, who was on Roswell, and Mike was following. They suppose that Fidelity must have accidentally kicked Mike. The first they knew the bulldog sprang at the little mare's throat. She fought pluckily, rearing and plunging, and shook him off, and then Ethel galloped away. As soon as she halted, Mike overtook her and attacked Fidelity again.", "THE MACHINERY HE IS REALLY A VERY NICE LITTLE DOG WHITE HOUSE MARCH FIFTEENTH NINETEEN O EIGHT DEAREST ARCHY QUINTON IS NOW TAKING A GREAT INTEREST IN BASEBALL YESTERDAY THE FOURTH SCHOOL NINE ON WHICH HE PLAYED SECOND BASS PLAYED THE PEA STREET NINE ON THE WHITE HOUSE GROUNDS WHERE QUINTON HAS MARKED OUT A DIAMOND THE FOURTH SCHOOL NINE WAS VICTORIOUS BY A SCORE OF TWENTY TWO TO FIVE I TOLD QUINTON I WAS AFRAID THE PEA STREET BOYS MUST HAVE FELT BADLY AND HE ANSWERED OH I GUESS NOT YOU SEE I FILLED THEM UP WITH LEMONADE AFTERWARD CHARLIE TAFT IS ON HIS NINE DID YOU HEAR OF THE DREADFUL TIME ETHEL HAD WITH HER NEW BULL TERRIER MIKE SHE WAS OUT RIDING WITH FITZ LEE WHO WAS ON ROSWELL AND MIKE WAS FOLLOWING THEY SUPPOSED THAT FIDELITY MUST HAVE ACCIDENTALLY KICKED MIKE THE FIRST THEY KNEW THE BULLDOG SPRANG AT THE LITTLE MARE'S THROAT SHE FOUGHT PLUCKILY REARING AND PLUNGING AND SHOOK HIM OFF AND THEN ETHEL GALLOPED AWAY AS SOON AS SHE HALTED MIKE OVERTOOK HER AND ATTACKED FIDELITY AGAIN" ], "begin_byte": 212625, "end_byte": 212854 } } ]

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[ { "id": "large/9949/letterstohischildren_1510_librivox_64kb_mp3/letterstohischildren_53_roosevelt_64kb_1", "recording_id": "large/9949/letterstohischildren_1510_librivox_64kb_mp3/letterstohischildren_53_roosevelt_64kb", "start": 0, "duration": 15.44, "channel": 0, "language": "English", "speaker": "9949", "custom": { "texts": [ "There some of the bees got out and were left behind (\"Poor homeless miserables,\" as Quentin remarked of them), and yesterday they at intervals added great zest to life in the classroom. The hive now reposes in the garden and Scamp surveys it for hours at a time with absorbed interest.", "THERE SOME OF THE BEES GOT OUT AND WERE LEFT BEHIND POOR HOMELESS MISERABLES AS QUINTON REMARKED OF THEM AND YESTERDAY THEY AT INTERVALS ADDED GREAT ZEST TO LIFE IN THE CLASSROOM THE HIVE NOW REPOSES IN THE GARDEN AND SCAMP SURVEYS IT FOR HOURS AT A TIME WITH ABSORBED INTEREST" ], "pre_texts": [ "too lovely for anything, and spring is here, or rather early summer, in full force. Mother's flower-gardens are now as beautiful as possible, and the iron railings of the fences south of them are covered with clematis and roses in bloom. The trees are in full foliage and the grass brilliant green, and my friends, the warblers, are trooping to the north in full force. QUENTIN AND A BEEHIVE White House, May 30, 1908. DEAREST ARCHIE: Quentin has met with many adventures this week; in spite of the fact that he has had a bad cough which has tended to interrupt the variety of his career. He has become greatly interested in bees, and the other day started down to get a beehive from somewhere, being accompanied by a mongrel looking small boy as to whose name I inquired. When repeated by Quentin it was obviously an Italian name. I asked who he was and Quentin responded: \"Oh, his father keeps a fruit-stand.\" However, they got their bees all right and Quentin took the hive up to a school exhibit.", "NDS ARE TOO LOVELY FOR ANYTHING AND SPRING IS HERE OR RATHER EARLY SUMMER IN FULL FORCE MOTHER'S FLOWER GARDENS ARE NOW AS BEAUTIFUL AS POSSIBLE AND THE IRON RAILINGS OF THE FENCES SOUTH OF THEM ARE COVERED WITH CLEMATIS AND ROSES AND BLOOM THE TREES ARE IN FULL FOLIAGE AND THE GRASS BRILLIANT GREEN AND MY FRIENDS THE WARBLERS ARE TROOPING TO THE NORTH IN FULL FORCE QUINTON AND A BEEHIVE WHITE HOUSE MAY THIRTIETH NINETEEN O EIGHT DEAREST ARCHY QUINTON HAS MET WITH MANY ADVENTURES THIS WEEK IN SPITE OF THE FACT THAT HE HAS HAD A BAD COUGH WHICH IS TENDED TO INTERRUPT THE VARIETY OF HIS CAREER HE HAS BECOME GREATLY INTERESTED IN BEES AND THE OTHER DAY STARTED DOWN TO GET A BEE HIVE FROM SOMEWHERE BEING ACCOMPANIED BY A MONGREL LOOKING SMALL BOY AS TO WHOSE NAME I INQUIRED WHEN REPEATED BY QUINTON IT WAS OBVIOUSLY AN ITALIAN NAME I ASKED WHO HE WAS AND QUINTON RESPONDED OH HIS FATHER KEEPS A FRUIT STAND HOWEVER THEY GOT THEIR BEES ALL RIGHT AND QUINTON TOOK THE HIVE UP TO A SCHOOL EXHIBIT" ], "begin_byte": 217055, "end_byte": 217340 } } ]

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[ { "id": "large/9949/letterstohischildren_1510_librivox_64kb_mp3/letterstohischildren_53_roosevelt_64kb_3", "recording_id": "large/9949/letterstohischildren_1510_librivox_64kb_mp3/letterstohischildren_53_roosevelt_64kb", "start": 0, "duration": 29.999, "channel": 0, "language": "English", "speaker": "9949", "custom": { "texts": [ "But one night they waked up John Burroughs and he spent a misguided hour hunting for the nest, and when he found it took it down and caught two of the young squirrels and put them in a basket. The next day under Mother's direction I took them out, getting my fingers somewhat bitten in the process, and loosed them in our room, where we had previously put back the nest. I do not think John Burroughs profited by his misconduct, because the squirrels were more active than ever that night both in his room and ours, the disturbance in their family affairs having evidently made them restless!", "BUT ONE NIGHT THEY WAKED UP JOHN BURROW'S AND HE SPENT A MISGUIDED HOUR HUNTING FOR THE NEST AND WHEN HE FOUND IT TOOK IT DOWN AND CAUGHT TWO OF THE YOUNG SQUIRRELS AND PUT THEM IN A BASKET THE NEXT DAY UNDER MOTHER'S DIRECTION I TOOK THEM OUT GETTING MY FINGERS SOMEWHAT BITTEN IN THE PROCESS AND LOOSED THEM IN OUR ROOM WHERE WE HAD PREVIOUSLY PUT BACK THE NEST I DO NOT THINK JOHN BURROWS PROFITED BY HIS MISCONDUCT BECAUSE THE SQUIRRELS WERE MORE ACTIVE THAN EVER THAT NIGHT BOTH IN HIS ROOM AND HOURS THE DISTURBANCE IN THEIR FAMILY AFFAIRS HAVING EVIDENTLY MADE THEM RESTLESS" ], "pre_texts": [ "leman's house; that Quentin could have no friend to see him, and the other three could not come inside the White House, until I felt that a sufficient time had elapsed to serve as punishment. They were four very sheepish small boys when I got through with them. JOHN BURROUGHS AND THE FLYING SQUIRRELS White House, May 10, 1908. DEAREST ARCHIE: Mother and I had great fun at Pine Knot. Mr. Burroughs, whom I call Oom John, was with us and we greatly enjoyed having him. But one night he fell into great disgrace! The flying squirrels that were there last Christmas had raised a brood, having built a large nest inside of the room in which you used to sleep and in which John Burroughs slept. Of course they held high carnival at night-time. Mother and I do not mind them at all, and indeed rather like to hear them scrambling about, and then as a sequel to a sudden frantic fight between two of them, hearing or seeing one little fellow come plump down to the floor and scuttle off again to the wall.", " SECTION FIFTY THREE OF LETTERS TO HIS CHILDREN BY THEODORE ROOSEVELT THIS LIVERY BOX RECORDING IS IN THE PUBLIC DOMAIN READ BY BRYAN PROSCOE W DOT BRYAN PROSCOE DOT COME JOHN BURROWS AND THE FLYING SQUIRRELS WHITE HOUSE MAY TENTH NINETEEN O EIGHT DEAREST ARCHY MOTHER AND I HAD GREAT FUN AT PINE NOT MISTER BURROWS WHOM I CALL UM JOHN WAS WITH US AND WE GREATLY ENJOYED HAVING HIM BUT ONE NIGHT HE FELL INTO GREAT DISGRACE THE FLYING SQUIRRELS THAT WERE THERE LAST CHRISTMAS HAD RAISED A BROOD HAVING BUILT A LARGE NEST INSIDE OF THE ROOM IN WHICH YOU USED TO SLEEP AND IN WHICH JOHN BURROW SLEPT OF COURSE THEY HELD HIGH CARNIVAL AT NIGHT TIME MOTHER AND I DO NOT MIND THEM AT ALL AND INDEED RATHER LIKE TO HEAR THEM SCRAMBLING ABOUT AND THEN AS A SEQUEL TO A SUDDEN FRANTIC FIGHT BETWEEN TWO OF THEM HEARING OR SEEING ONE LITTLE FELLOW COME PLUMP DOWN TO THE FLOOR AND SCUTTLE OFF AGAIN TO THE WALL" ], "begin_byte": 215156, "end_byte": 215748 } } ]

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