Category: Biographies
The night was bitterly cold and a raw wind was blowing off the Bay, sending dry leaves scudding and whipping the naked boughs of the trees, when Theodore Roosevelt alighted from his carriage at Sagamore Hill. He got out backward very cautiously, easing his muscular bulk down l...
It was Theodore Roosevelt’s favorite march, over the yard and out through the fences to the old barn that he had sentimentally left standing when he built Sagamore Hill because,...
2. Part 2“You mean going off at half cock, lacking in sober judgment. I know that. No one knows it better than I. All my life I’ve battled against going at things headlong, the way I fou...
1. Part 1The night was bitterly cold and a raw wind was blowing off the Bay, sending dry leaves scudding and whipping the naked boughs of the trees, when Theodore Roosevelt alighted from...
4. Part 4The old tale of Sir Lancelot and the wicked Sir Modred, the wizard and the dragon, held them enthralled for fifteen minutes. Theodore was a slow and dramatic reader and though t...