Jacob A. Riis (1849–1914). Theodore Roosevelt, the Citizen. 1904.
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| “Oh, well!” he said, with a half-sigh, and arose, “so all things pass away. But they were beautiful days.” |
| I knocked the ashes from my cigar, and we went in. |
Jacob A. Riis (1849–1914). Theodore Roosevelt, the Citizen. 1904.
| “Oh, well!” he said, with a half-sigh, and arose, “so all things pass away. But they were beautiful days.” |
| I knocked the ashes from my cigar, and we went in. |