In 1933 The New Yorker carried a memorable cartoon showing two coal miners looking up goggle-eyed, and one exclaiming: "For gosh sakes. here comes Mrs. Roosevelt." It was hilarious if only because it was so true: soon afterward Eleanor Roosevelt indeed descended into a coal mine. In those days she had not yet become controversial: to her critics she was a gadabout and do-gooder, to her admirers she was a dedicated friend of the oppressed, and to everyone, she was a marvel of omnipresent vitality. Later she aroused stronger passions; she was...
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