The Rock Island Argus and daily union. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1920-1923, 1922-04-27
BY ULYSSES S. GRANT, JR.
(Son of the Late President of the
United States

(SOn Oi the l%dIR fTSSlu6uJ OIL Tue
United States)
His unfailing calmness, his abil-
ity to think out every act before
making it, and his remarkable
memory, are the traits which
stand out MIST clearly in my mem
DRY as l look back on the life of
my father
He was a splendid family man.
We all loved him but with that af-
lection was a respect, almost an
awe, that nobody else has ever
commanded from me.
Although we were raised in the
days of spare the rod and spoil
the child" he never laid the
weight of his hand on one of us.
He didn't need to. His slightest re-
buke held a greater sting than the
whip.
Example Of Rebuke.
| remember one day when we
were living in Washington. We
were preparing to go for drive.
The carriage was crowded and l
was sitting on the box with the
coachman. Without thinking of the
consequences, 1 cracked the whip
and only the good Craftsmanship of
the coachman saved US from a run
away.
That was thoughtless, was all
my father said to me, and yet the
rebuke has burned in my memory
ever since.
l like to recall the love and 10y
atty between my father and my
mother. Mother loved to tell US of
father during the days of his court
ing, when he was a second lieu
tenant fresh from West Point, and
she was the daughter of a southern
planter. "A beautiful young man."
she called him.
She always said Grandmother
Dent predicted, even in the days of
his young lieutenancy, that he
would be president of the United
States.
Julia" mother said grandmoth-
er told her, that young man can
explain politics SO clearly 1 can
understand the situation perfectly.
| know he will be president of the
United States"
Like all the Grants, father cared
very little for music. He used to
say all music was divided to him
into two sections, Hail. the Con-
quering Hero Comes" which he
had heard so often he couldn't for
get it, and the "other piece"
Liked to Read.
He was fond of reading and could
consume an inordinate amount of
reading matter. Throughout all
his life he retained his intense love
for horses, which is the outstanding
trait of his boyhood He was al
ways little disappointed that his
three sons did not share his en-
thusiasm for good horseflesh
Fred" he would say knows
very little about horses; Buck
(Which was my nickname) knows
nothing, and Jesse less than that"
Fond of Cards.
| think he got the greatest re-
taxation, especially in his latter
years after he was president and
we were living in New York, from
game of cards. He didn't care
for chess, he could win too easily.
He liked cribbage, but poker was
his fayorite game
L remember many game he had
with Commodore Garrison Sena-
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They always played draw poker
this was over so years ago-and
for small limit. Mother didn't
like to have him win the money of
other men, although they were
much wealthier than he, and so
when he came home from a game,
would call up to mother:
We'll, Julia, I'm home. 1 lost
my money"
He always joked about mothers
inability to play cards and loved to
tell guests about the time he
stacked her hand. They were hay
ing a friendly game and mother
left the room for a minute. Father
winked at the others and stacked
her hand, giving her a royal heart
flush.
When mother returned" he
would chuckle, she picked I'D her
hand and said, Give me four
cards."
Father had remarkable mem
DRY for names and dates.
My brother Fred and l usually
read him the proof sheets of his