On election night in 1916, Charles Evans Hughes went to bed thinking that he had been elected President of the U.S. He woke to find that he was wrong; victory vanished as the returns came in from California. He accepted his defeat philosophically. He was a judicial man who, someone said, looked "like a Victorian child's image of Almighty God." And history had a judicial role cut out for him. He lived out a public career as a tidier-up of disorder, an impeccable caretaker of constitutionality.
Charles the Baptist. The son of a...
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