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"Men in public life are what the men in private life make them. We must in the long run represent what is best and what is worst in you. You complain of bad city government. It is ultimately the fault of the people themselves if it is bad. No American can shake off the burden.

"In no way can you bring about decency in your Government so quickly as by backing up the men who represent your interests, rewarding those who are faithful and punishing those who fail in their duty. Besides these there is another class--the public-spirited citizens-who, without holding office, give of their time to aid the servants of the public.

"You can't govern yourselves by sitting in your studies and thinking how good you are. You've got to fight all you know how, and you'll find a lot of able men willing to fight you. Sometimes one of these people, who feel that they should do something to raise the country's political standard, goes to a primary and finds a raft of men who have been to many primaries. He discovers that he counts for nothing. Then, if he is of the type of men unfit for self-government he says politics are low, and goes home. If he is worth his salt he goes again, loses; goes again, maybe wins; and finally finds that he counts.

"You want to hitch your wagon to a star; but always to remember your limitations. Strive upward but realize that your feet must touch the ground. In our Government you can only work successfully in conjunction with your fellows. Don't let practical politics mean foul politics.

“I despise a man who surrenders his conscience to the multitude as much as I do the one who surrenders it to one man. If he believes the multitude is wrong on a question of policy or finance, he should not bow to it. It is not the men in office who make public life. It is the men out of office who are the arbiters of our public life. It rests on every man here, on every man in 'the city, on every man in the State and Nation, to make public life high.”

"If it had not been for Roosevelt," said Senator Cushman K. Davis, late Chairman of the Senate Committee on Foreign Relations, "we should not have been able to strike the blow we did at Manila. It needed just Roosevelt's energy and promptness."

Col. Roosevelt called it “sharpening the tools for the navy;" and when they were sharpened, and the American flag was firmly planted on Cavite, he resigned. “There is nothing more for me to do here," he said.

"I've got to get into the fight myself.”

There is a late good story of the President. He was beset by a peace man by profession, who feared there would be a war. "What," said the President, "a war, and I cooped up in the White House?”

There are two newspaper stories about the courage of the President, and his appreciation of it in others.

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I talked with a number of officers and troopers in Mr. Roosevelt's regiment while they were camped at Montauk Point, and I found their admiration for their colonel to be boundless. Every man of them had something interesting to tell about him.

“Why, he knows every man in the regiment by name," said one.

"He spent $5,000 of his own money at Santiago to give us better food and medicine."

"You ought to have seen him talk when some of our fellows weren't treated well in the hospital."

A young lieutenant told an incident of a night in the trenches, which well illustrates by what means Mr. Roosevelt held his power over his men. It was the night of the Spanish sortie on the captured trenches. The Rough Riders had lain, sweltering by day and shivering by night, for forty-eight hours, in a mud ditch with little sleep and little food. During nearly all of this time Mauser bullets sang over their heads. At the hour of the early morning, when men are cowards, if they ever are, the fusillade increased suddenly, and the Spaniards appeared in a dense, dark line at the top of the hill. moment the men in the trenches stirred restlessly, and then they saw Colonel Roosevelt walking calmly along the top of the entrenchment with a faded blue handkerchief flapping from the back of his hat, wholly unmindful of the bullets which hummed around him like a hive of bees. A cheer went up and calls for the colonel to come down, and that was the end of the restlessness. "It was the bravest thing I ever saw in my life,” said the cowboy lieutenant.

A lank, red-headed Irish patrolman, named Duggan, saw a burglar one night, on Park Avenue, near Seventieth Street, making off with a bundle of silverware. He gave chase. The burglar threw away the bundle, and jumped the fence that surrounds the cavernous ventilating holes of the New York Central Railroad tunnel. Duggan followed him. The burglar ran to one of the holes, hesitated, and jumped a sheer twenty feet to the tracks below, regardless of the danger of being crushed by passing trains. Without a moment's consideration, Duggan sprang after him, landed on him and dragged him out by the collar. When the president of the Police Board heard of that, he straightway sent for Duggan, and heard the story from his own lips, and when Duggan went away, he was a roundsman.

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American Competition in English Magazines about Americans--Some Errors of Eng

land—“Articulate” Surroundings of Roosevelt-The Scorching Light upon HimResemblance of “Theodore” to “William” Traced by “Poultney"-Supplement by Dr. Shaw-British Historian as an Expert Correspondent.

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ers of Chief Magistrates, and several of them are expected to give evidence of usefulness. Some are already advanced in excellent experiences, and all have literary accomplishments.

The London Spectator has declared the "new President,” and this is a way of designation that does not seem quite thoughtful, to be of "the old-fashioned American type,"—to "resemble more closely the Presidents of the earlier years of the Republic.” That he is a typical modern man is admitted, but "he is, in heart and essentials,” the Spectator says, "far nearer the old type of the American statesman than the majority of men who have presided over America within the last sixty years."

Mr. Lincoln is ruled out of competition as "a man of genius,” and so, “an exception to every rule, as much an exception among Presidents as Alfred, with whom he has many points of resemblance, was among Kings;" but, “save for Mr. Lincoln and General Grant, the modern Presidents have not been men of mark. They have been sound and excellent constitutional Monarchs, but not leaders and rulers of men. Mr. Roosevelt is far more like the men of the first three decades of the Republic than the Convention-made Presidents of modern times. When we say he is an old-fashioned American, we mean that he belongs to that strong, vigorous, authoritative type which has always existed in America, and always been apparent enough in business and in private life, though of late it has been somewhat submerged in politics. The late Lord Sherbrooke declared that what he liked about one of his colleagues—Lord Hartington—was his 'you-be-damnedness.' That same quality of downrightness, fearlessness and determination is to be found in Mr. Roosevelt." This is about as far as an Englishman can go in praise of an American President, but

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