To the hard-bitten laborers of the I.W.W., the union was a home, a church, and a holy crusade.
A search for a desecrated corpse, an encounter with a 900-pound bear, and a night of terror in Montana, 1879.
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.
A site for a proposed hydroelectric project also was the site of a grim Revolutionary War battle.
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?
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
“Affiliation between Vassar and Yale would raise the moral quality of campus life,” says Yale President Brewster. Ah, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes.
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.
A Charleston artist and mapmaker put together a deck of playing cards honoring the heroes of the Confederacy.