June 1961

Volume 12
Issue 4


Underneath Broadway the workmen dug in secret. Then a startled public learned that their city had—a subway

In the dense jungle lay the ruins of an imposing culture, unknown and unsuspected. But Frederick Catherwood, with his pencil and brush, made the silent stones speak

Harvard men blanched, cads fled, girls got trembly, and Horatio Alger took a back seat when manly Frank appeared. Score? Twenty million words

A hysterical captain thought he detected mutiny. After a hasty court-martial, three men were hanged—one the son of the Secretary of War. Then the uproar began

Writing in haste under this antique pseudonym, three young men produced a running defense of the hold new American Constitution. After 173 years, The Federalist still casts a very long shadow

Harvey Dunn’s canvases re-create the hopes, the heartbreaks, and the high courage of South Dakota’s hardy pioneers


These wild birds once inhabited North America by the billions. Yet in three centuries they were exterminated by “civilized” man

A dozen arduous years lay between our recognition of the Soviets and the conference in Crimea; then the friendship so briefly rekindled flickered out again

Author of a nightmare fantasy about what the twentieth century might be like, Ignatius Donnelly never saw his other radical ideas—even the good ones—come to pass

June 1961