{"product_id":"2940013410282","title":"THE LIFE AND LETTERS OF WALTER H. PAGE VOLUME I","description":"CONTENTS\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eVOLUME I\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eCHAPTER                                          PAGE\u003cbr\u003e   I. A RECONSTRUCTION BOYHOOD                      1\u003cbr\u003e  II. JOURNALISM                                   32\u003cbr\u003e III. \"THE FORGOTTEN MAN\"                          64\u003cbr\u003e  IV. THE WILSONIAN ERA BEGINS                    102\u003cbr\u003e   V. ENGLAND BEFORE THE WAR                      132\u003cbr\u003e  VI. \"POLICY\" AND \"PRINCIPLE\" IN MEXICO          175\u003cbr\u003e VII. PERSONALITIES OF THE MEXICAN PROBLEM        215\u003cbr\u003eVIII. HONOUR AND DISHONOUR IN PANAMA              232\u003cbr\u003e  IX. AMERICA TRIES TO PREVENT THE EUROPEAN WAR   270\u003cbr\u003e   X. THE GRAND SMASH                             301\u003cbr\u003e  XI. ENGLAND UNDER THE STRESS OF WAR             327\u003cbr\u003e XII. \"WAGING NEUTRALITY\"                         357\u003cbr\u003eXIII. GERMANY'S FIRST PEACE DRIVES                398\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eCHAPTER I\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eA RECONSTRUCTION BOYHOOD\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eI\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe earliest recollections of any man have great biographical interest,\u003cbr\u003eand this is especially the case with Walter Page, for not the least\u003cbr\u003edramatic aspect of his life was that it spanned the two greatest wars in\u003cbr\u003ehistory. Page spent his last weeks in England, at Sandwich, on the coast\u003cbr\u003eof Kent; every day and every night he could hear the pounding of the\u003cbr\u003egreat guns in France, as the Germans were making their last desperate\u003cbr\u003eattempt to reach Paris or the Channel ports. His memories of his\u003cbr\u003echildhood days in America were similarly the sights and sounds of war.\u003cbr\u003ePage was a North Carolina boy; he has himself recorded the impression\u003cbr\u003ethat the Civil War left upon his mind.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"One day,\" he writes, \"when the cotton fields were white and the elm\u003cbr\u003eleaves were falling, in the soft autumn of the Southern climate wherein\u003cbr\u003ethe sky is fathomlessly clear, the locomotive's whistle blew a much\u003cbr\u003elonger time than usual as the train approached Millworth. It did not\u003cbr\u003estop at so small a station except when there was somebody to get off or\u003cbr\u003eto get on, and so long a blast meant that someone was coming. Sam and I\u003cbr\u003eran down the avenue of elms to see who it was. Sam was my Negro\u003cbr\u003ecompanion, philosopher, and friend. I was ten years old and Sam said\u003cbr\u003ethat he was fourteen. There was constant talk about the war. Many men of\u003cbr\u003ethe neighbourhood had gone away somewhere--that was certain; but Sam and\u003cbr\u003eI had a theory that the war was only a story. We had been fooled about\u003cbr\u003eold granny Thomas's bringing the baby and long ago we had been fooled\u003cbr\u003ealso about Santa Claus. The war might be another such invention, and we\u003cbr\u003esometimes suspected that it was. But we found out the truth that day,\u003cbr\u003eand for this reason it is among my clearest early recollections.","brand":"SAP","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":47145636724976,"sku":"2940013410282","price":0.99,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0737\/7593\/9824\/files\/2940013410282_p0.jpg?v=1763580510","url":"https:\/\/shop-qa.barnesandnoble.com\/products\/2940013410282","provider":"Barnes \u0026 Noble (DEV)","version":"1.0","type":"link"}