In the middle of one night last week a telephone call was put through to the White House spoiling Franklin Roosevelt's peace of mind. A newspaper was asking what he knew about the plot to kidnap his 15-month-old grandchild, Sara Delano Roosevelt. Not till his son James had assured him by telephone that there was no plot were his fears appeased.
In the middle of the next night he had better news. After 1 a.m. he was sitting up in bed working on his stamp collection (he had been presented that clay with the...
To continue reading:
or
Log-In
