Until Jefferson entered the House of Burgesses, it had been his ambition to be a lawyer, to follow, most probably, in the distinguished footsteps of the man whom he admired above all others, George Wythe. He had pursued his studies with a thoroughnes [...]
For many years it has been my good fortune to live in houses of historic importance. There have been three of them, all told, but the story of one is the story of the others. Daily I have hurled at me the remark: "How lucky you are to be living [...]
Madame was not quite certain what to expect in the way of an apartment. She knew that those of her French friends, or of Americans living permanently abroad, would be no fair standard for what might be rented during a summer holiday. Yet when one ref [...]
The whole of my life has been a war with my natural taste, feelings and wishes," Thomas Jefferson remarked in wistful retrospect on his retirement from the presidency. "Domestic life and literary pursuits were my first and my latest inclina [...]
For nearly a hundred years the great body of official and personal papers left by Thomas Jefferson has formed an almost bottomless mine of material for the historian dealing with political as well as with social questions. Although there have been four editions of his writings, they have emphasized mainly the public papers, and the wealth of the private letters has not yet been exhausted.
The revival of interest in our early history which the last dozen years have witnessed, has brought about certain curious phenomena. None is more so than the tendency for picking up odd bits of information about various characters or events, appending them to documents usually already well studied and published, and printing the result with a loud hurrah.
Secure in his widowerhood and faithful to the memory of Martha Wayles, not two years dead, Thomas Jefferson had set sail for France in the summer of 1784 as Minister Plenipotentiary to the court of Louis XVI. It may have been that this crossing of the sea was something of a flight from memories, for Jefferson's love for his young wife and his mourning for her are traditional.