<p><span class="deck">Over 350 years a mighty pageant of history has moved through the myth-haunted valley of the “Great River of the Mountains”</span> </p>
<p><span class="deck"> <span class="typestyle"> High on a hill above the Hudson River Frederick Edwin Church indulged his passion for building an exotic dream castle</span> </span></p>
<p><span class="deck"> <span class="typestyle"> Most surveys of American painting begin in New England in the eighteenth century, move westward to the Rockies in the nineteenth, and return to New York in the twentieth. Now we’ll have to redraw the map</span> . </span></p>
<p><span class="deck">It might seem that building a mausoleum to the great general would be a serenely melancholy task. Not at all. The bitter squabbles that surrounded the memorial set city against country and became a mirror of the forces that were straining turn-of-the-century America.</span></p>
<p><span class="deck"> A biographer who knows it well tours Franklin Roosevelt’s home on the Hudson and finds it was not so much the President’s castle as it was his formidable mother’s.</span> </p>
