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Three long-lost paintings of Washington in action (above, at Germantown) were part of G.W.P. Custis’ lifelong effort to glorify the foster father he adored Read >>
One thing was clear through the rain and the mist: America’s enthusiasm for Miss Liberty matched her colossal dimensions Read >>
In her later years, Dolley was urbane and gracious, but ruined financially by her spendthrift son. Read >>
By no means, said W. H. Prescott. Absolutely, said Lord Acton. The question remains hard—and intriguing Read >>
A Grave Question for Georgians… Read >>
PASSENGERS (IF ANY) USE PLATFORM Read >>
No one who met him ever forgot him. His charm captivated beautiful women, his eloquence moved the United States Senate to tears, his political skills carried him to the very threshold of the White House. Yet while still Vice President he was indicted for murder, and was already dreaming the dreams of empire that would bring him to trial for treason. After a century and a half, historians still cannot decide whether he was a traitor, a con man, or a mere adventurer. Now, a distinguished writer enters the controversy with an account of Read >>
In Jackson’s day you were damned if you wore a beard; by Lincoln’s, damned if you didn’t. Then beards were suddenly ‘out “—for good, it seemed. But were they? Read >>
When the Oklahoma District was opened, boomers staked their claims. Sooners staked theirs sooner. Thousands of both were on hand, all with a single aim: Read >>
A Cheyenne historian whose grandfather was in the battle sheds new light on the slaughter of Custer and his troopers Read >>
As it Looked Ninety Years Ago… Read >>
—and America’s greatest fortune up to that time, some $100,000,000. The legal battle that followed, full of tarts and torts and turnabouts, might have been plotted by Dickens Read >>
George Washington had his Martha; John Adams had his Abigail—and Henry Knox had his Lucy. Or did Lucy have him? She was high-strung, demanding, and stubborn, but she loved him unto death Read >>
A carefree Sunday lay ahead for one of the mess cooks on USS Oklahoma. His pockets jingled, and a pretty girl awaited him for a picnic on a warm, white beach. Minutes later he lay entombed at the bottom of Pearl Harbor Read >>

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