<p><span class="deck"> <span class="typestyle"> Newspaperman, novelist, playwright, adventurer, Richard Harding Davis was a legend in his own lifetime.</span> </span></p>
<p><span class="deck"> <span class="typestyle"> Horace Greeley founded the</span> “Trib”— <span class="typestyle"> and the union that eventually helped kill it. But in 125 years it knew many a shining hour.</span> </span></p>
<p><span class="deck">When Ida Tarbell set out to probe the operations of John D. Rockefeller’s Standard Oil Trust, it seemed like David against Goliath all over again</span></p>
<p><span class="deck"><span class="typestyle">Army newspapers in World Wars I and II were unofficial, informal, and more than the top brass could handle</span> </span></p>
<p>The longtime adviser to American Heritage wrote history not simply as a means of talking with other historians, but in order to talk to the general reader. </p>
<p><span class="deck"> FOR SEVEN DECADES OUR EBULLIENT COUSIN INSTRUCTED US ON EVERYTHING: THE BOERS, PROHIBITION, HITLER, CHARLIE CHAPLIN’S FEET, AND THE COMMON CAUSE OF THE ENGLISH-SPEAKING PEOPLES</span> </p>
<p><span class="deck"> <span class="typestyle"> Miriam Follin had a penchant for diamonds, the demimonde, and the dramatic. She also possessed the business acumen to become one of America’s leading publishers in the nineteenth century</span> </span></p>
<p><span class="deck"> <span class="typestyle"> “The world is my country, to hate rascals is my religion” he once said, and for more than forty years—before he mysteriously vanished—he blasted away at the delusions, pretentions, posturings, hopes, dreams, foibles, and institutions of all mankind. His name was Ambrose Bierce …</span> </span></p>
<p><span class="deck"> <span class="typestyle"> A. B. Frost faithfully recorded the woodland pursuits of himself and his affluent friends</span> </span></p>
<p><em>American Heritage</em> interviews Lowell Thomas, the journalist whom Damon Runyon described as “the beau ideal of the radio fraternity, first for his complete artistry and second for his personality. </p>
<p><span class="deck">When old James E. Taylor exercised his powers of near-total recall to set down memories of the Shenandoah campaign, he left us a unique record of a very new, very hazardous profession </span></p>
<p><span class="deck"> LIFE <span class="typestyle"> and</span> LOVES <span class="typestyle"> of the</span> FATHER <span class="typestyle"> of the</span> CONFESSION MAGAZINE </span></p>
<p>After a varied career as a soldier, statesman, diplomat, and presidential adviser, Taylor wants to known as someone who “always did his damndest.”</p>
<p><span class="deck"> WHEN JOSEPH KNOWLES STRIPPED TO THE BUFF AND SLIPPED INTO THE MAINE WOODS IN 1913, HE HOPED TO LEAD THE NATION BACK TO NATURE.</span> </p>
<p><span class="deck"> <span class="typestyle"> There’s a corner of every Americans heart that is reserved for a cartoon cat. Its name might be Garfield, Sylvester, Fritz, or Felix. But there will never be another Krazy.</span> </span></p>
<p><span class="deck"> <span class="typestyle"> The Supreme Court says the First Amendment gives newspapers the right to denounce the government, advocate revolution, attack public figures, and even be wrong. This may not be nice—but those who understand the strengths of a republic wouldn’t have it any other way.</span> </span></p>
<p><span class="deck"><span class="typestyle">… 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.</span> </span></p>
<p><span class="deck"> <span class="typestyle"> Americans don’t hesitate to say anything they please about a public performance. But the right to do so wasn’t established until the Cherry Sisters sued a critic who didn’t like their appalling vaudeville act.</span> </span></p>
<p><span class="deck"> <span class="typestyle"> … you could battle for clean government, champion virtue, improve the public school, defend the consumer, arbitrate taste, and write lean, telling prose. Or at least that was the author’s dream. Here’s the reality.</span> </span></p>
<p><span class="deck"> <span class="typestyle"> If the facts were dull, the story didn’t get printed. So reporters made up the facts. It’s only recently that newspapers have even</span> tried <span class="typestyle"> to tell the truth</span> . </span></p>
<p><span class="deck"> <span class="typestyle"> What do you do if there’s no photographer around when Valentino meets Caruso in Heaven?</span> </span></p>
<p><span class="deck"> <span class="typestyle"> It exposed corruption. It hired drunks. Good writing was rewarded. No wonder every newspaperman wanted to work there.</span> </span></p>
<p><span class="deck"> Was the murdered President one of our best, a man of “vigor, rationality, and noble vision” or was he “an optical illusion,” “an expensively programmed waxwork”? A noted historian examines the mottled evolution of his reputation.</span> </p>
<p><span class="deck"> was the first magazine in America to change its cover for every issue. And these covers may still be the best graphic art magazine has ever produced.</span> </p>
<p><span class="deck"> <span class="typestyle"> He was more than just a cartoonist. He was the Hogarth of the American middle class.</span> </span></p>
