June 1967

Volume 18
Issue 4

Features 

A Charleston artist and mapmaker put together a deck of playing cards honoring the heroes of the Confederacy.

Anonymous

Farce in the Bedroom, Bedlam at the Bar
Senator Sharon’s Discarded Rose Packed a Pistol, Her Lawyer a Knife. Blood Flowed at Their Last “Appeal,” as They Ambushed a Federal Judge.
as They Ambushed a Federal Judge

Columbia College presented a peaceful exterior in 1788, but inside its medical laboratories something strange was going on; and under cover of darkness freshly interred bodies were disappearing from nearby burying grounds

Can a nice, sensitive, schizophrenic young dominion of only one hundred find happiness on the border of a rich, overbearing old republic nearly twice her age?

Edward Moran’s series of Victorian seascapes recall a vanished national mood—when the eagle screamed, when painters were sentimental and poets misty about the eyes.

Anonymous

A search for a desecrated corpse, an encounter with a 900-pound bear, and a night of terror in Montana, 1879.

To the hard-bitten laborers of the I.W.W., the union was a home, a church, and a holy crusade.

President Polk, a Democrat, needed a commander to win his war with Mexico, but all the good generals were Whigs. Now, could the winning general steal the Presidency from the party? As a matter of fact, he did.

“Affiliation between Vassar and Yale would raise the moral quality of campus life,” says Yale President Brewster. Ah, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes.

Anonymous

A site for a proposed hydroelectric project also was the site of a grim Revolutionary War battle.