The National Archives, America’s official safe-deposit box, is only fifty years old—but it is already bulging with our treasures and souvenirs
… is today’s newspaper. Here the executive editor of the Washington ‘Post’ takes us on a spirited dash through the minefields that await reporters and editors who gather and disseminate a most valuable commodity.
Buried here, along with hundreds of congressmen and various Indian chiefs, are Mathew Brady, John Philip Sousa, and J. Edgar Hoover
The Era of Hubert H. Humprey
Would the great fighter come over for the Union? Italian freedom and lead troops Lincoln hoped so
The wrecker’s ball swings in every city in the land, and memorable edifices of all kinds are coming down at a steady clip.
Two shots rang out in the railroad station, and the President of the United States slumped to the floor, mortally wounded
By freight train, on foot, and in commandeered trucks, thousands of unemployed veterans descended on a nervous capital at the depth of the Depression—and were run out of town by Army bayonets
Flags flew and champagne flowed when the Czar’s ships anchored in New York Harbor. Fifty years later we learned the reason for their surprise visit
Washington would be a capital of Egyptian pillars and Roman splendor if this hardware merchant’s grandiose plan had been adopted
Only a lucky rainfall put an end to our humiliation