uncommercial ancestry, of which his own character is such a natural and relevant product, let it be noted that Jesse, besides writing good clear prose, not unlike his son's, could turn verses fairly well, and also that a neighbour remarked of Ulysses that he “got his sense from his mother.”
As to Ulysses and the congressional error in his name, he never succeeded in correcting it. The consequences were that the boy came variously to be known as Lyssus, Lys
, Useless, Uncle Sam, and Unconditional Surrender.
His whole story is here written in nicknames.
's boyhood is like his ancestry,--wholesome, pastoral, inconspicuous.
With a rustic schooling, a love of the woods, a preference for idleness, and an affinity for horse flesh, his recorded words and deeds — save one--might be those not of a thousand, but a million American boys.
He repeated “a noun is the name of a, thing . . . until I had come ”