In five minutes the four boys had disappeared and I saw them no more.
Watt the head gardener, our good friend, who called up the stairs: ‘Here, Willie, Tad-is somebody to play with you.’ No answer but we went up into the conservatory and there stood the boys by the water-lily tank, watching the goldfish. Assuring ourselves that things were outwardly unchanged under the new administration, we entered the office of Mr. Lincoln, as our mother had directed, we went in by the little gate near the Treasury. Lincoln ‘Willie and Tad are so lonely, and everything is so strange.’ But instead of going to the front door and asking for Mrs. ‘Send them around to-morrow, please, Mrs. Lincoln it came out that my two brothers were about the ages of Willie and Tad Lincoln. ONE bright windy day in March 1861, my two brothers and I were sent to play with the Lincoln boys.