One of the most satisfactory letters that I have ever
received from any one came to me from Booker last summer. When I left
home for the summer, I told him that he must work at his trade half of
each day, and that the other half of the day he could spend as he
pleased. When I had been away from home two weeks, I received the
following letter from him:
Tuskegee, Alabama.
My dear Papa: Before you left home you told me to work at my
traded half of each day. I like my work so much that I want to
work at my trade all day. Besides, I want to earn all the money I
can, so that when I go to another school I shall have money to pay
my expenses.
Your son,
Booker.
My youngest child, Earnest Davidson Washington, says that he is
going to be a physician. In addition to going to school, where he
studies books and has manual training, he regularly spends a portion
of his time in the office of our resident physician, and has already
learned to do many of the studies which pertain to a doctor's office.
The thing in my life which brings me the keenest regret is that my
work in connection with public affairs keeps me for so much of the
time away from my family, where, of all places in the world, I delight
to be.
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