You were dragged into the web by your own prey

Walking is broken falls, the body leaning, the legs advancing to catch it.

I just owe almost everything to my father and it&#39;s passionately interesting for me that the things that I learned in a small town, in a very modest home, are just the things that I believe have won the election.

On a hot summer night in July 1836, an organized mob broke into the shop where the abolitionist weekly was printed, dismantled the press, and tore up the edition that was about to be circulated.

Written By Doris Kearns Goodwin

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