{"product_id":"theodore-rex-isbn-9780394555096","title":"Theodore Rex","description":"\u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003eNEW YORK TIMES \u003c\/i\u003eBESTSELLER • WINNER OF THE\u003ci\u003e LOS ANGELES TIMES\u003c\/i\u003e BOOK PRIZE FOR BIOGRAPHY • “A shining portrait of a presciently modern political genius maneuvering in a gilded age of wealth, optimism, excess and American global ascension.”—\u003ci\u003eSan Francisco Chronicle\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e“[\u003ci\u003eTheodore Rex\u003c\/i\u003e] is one of the great histories of the American presidency, worthy of being on a shelf alongside Henry Adams’s volumes on Jefferson and Madison.”—\u003ci\u003eTimes Literary Supplement\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003ci\u003eTheodore Rex\u003c\/i\u003e is the story—never fully told before—of Theodore Roosevelt’s two world-changing terms as President of the United States. A hundred years before the catastrophe of September 11, 2001, “TR” succeeded to power in the aftermath of an act of terrorism. Youngest of all our chief executives, he rallied a stricken nation with his superhuman energy, charm, and political skills. He proceeded to combat the problems of race and labor relations and trust control while making the Panama Canal possible and winning the Nobel Peace Prize. But his most historic achievement remains his creation of a national conservation policy, and his monument millions of acres of protected parks and forest.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003ci\u003eTheodore Rex\u003c\/i\u003e ends with TR leaving office, still only fifty years old, his future reputation secure as one of our greatest presidents.\u003cb\u003ePraise for \u003ci\u003eThe Rise of Theodore Roosevelt\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “Magnificent . . . a sweeping narrative  of the outward man and a shrewd examination of his character. . . . It is one of  those rare works that is both definitive for the period it covers and fascinating  to read for sheer entertainment. There should be a queue awaiting the next volume.”\u003cbr\u003e -W. A. Swanberg, \u003ci\u003eThe New York Times Book Review\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “Theodore Roosevelt, in this meticulously  researched and beautifully written biography, has a claim on being the most interesting  man ever to be President of this country.”\u003cbr\u003e -Robert Kirsch, \u003ci\u003eLos Angeles Times Book  Review\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “Spectacles glittering, teeth and temper flashing, high-pitched voice rasping  and crackling, Roosevelt surges out of these pages with the force of a physical presence.”\u003cbr\u003e -\u003ci\u003eThe Atlantic Monthly\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “Morris’s book is beautifully written as well as thoroughly  scholarly-clearly a masterpiece of American biography. . . . Hundreds of thousands  will soon be reading this book . . . and will look forward, as I do, to Morris’s  second volume.”\u003cbr\u003e -Kenneth S. Davis, \u003ci\u003eWorcester Sunday Telegram\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cb\u003eEdmund Morris\u003c\/b\u003e was born and educated in Kenya and attended college in South Africa. He worked as an advertising copywriter in London before immigrating to the United States in 1968. His first book, \u003ci\u003eThe Rise of Theodore Roosevelt,\u003c\/i\u003e won the Pulitzer Prize and the National Book Award in 1980. Its sequel, \u003ci\u003eTheodore Rex,\u003c\/i\u003e won the \u003ci\u003eLos Angeles Times\u003c\/i\u003e Book Prize for Biography in 2001. In between these two books, Morris became President Reagan’s authorized biographer and wrote the national bestseller \u003ci\u003eDutch: A Memoir of Ronald Reagan\u003c\/i\u003e. He then completed his trilogy on the life of the twenty-sixth president with \u003ci\u003eColonel Roosevelt,\u003c\/i\u003e also a bestseller, and has published \u003ci\u003eBeethoven: The Universal Composer\u003c\/i\u003e and \u003ci\u003eThis Living Hand and Other Essays\u003c\/i\u003e. \u003ci\u003eEdison\u003c\/i\u003e is his final work of biography. He was married to fellow biographer Sylvia Jukes Morris for fifty-two years. Edmund Morris died in 2019.\u003cb\u003eChapter 1\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe First Administration: 1901-1904\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe epigraphs at the head of every chapter are by \"Mr. Dooley,\" Theodore Roosevelt's favorite social commentator.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe Shadow of the Crown\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eI see that Tiddy, Prisidint Tiddy-here's his health-is th' youngest prisidint we've iver had, an' some iv th' pa-apers ar-re wondherin' whether he's old enough f'r th' raysponsibilities iv' th' office.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eOn the morning after McKinley's interment, Friday, 20 September 1901, a stocky figure in a frock coat sprang up the front steps of the White House. A policeman, recognizing the new President of the United States, jerked to attention, but Roosevelt, trailed by Commander Cowles, was already on his way into the vestibule. Nodding at a pair of attaches, he hurried into the elevator and rose to the second floor. His rapid footsteps sought out the executive office over the East Room. Within seconds of arrival he was leaning back in McKinley's chair, dictating letters to William Loeb. He looked as if he had sat there for years. It was, a veteran observer marveled, \"quite the strangest introduction of a Chief Magistrate . . . in our national history.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAs the President worked, squads of cleaners, painters, and varnishers hastened to refurbish the private apartments down the hall. He sent word that he and Mrs. Roosevelt would occupy the sunny riverview suite on the south corner. Not for them the northern exposure favored by their predecessors, with its cold white light and panorama of countless chimney pots.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eA pall of death and invalidism hung over the fusty building. Roosevelt decided to remain at his brother-in-law's house until after the weekend. It was as if he wanted the White House to ventilate itself of the sad fragrance of the nineteenth century. Edith and the children would breeze in soon enough, bringing what he called \"the Oyster Bay atmosphere.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAt eleven o'clock he held his first Cabinet meeting. There was a moment of strangeness when he took his place at the head of McKinley's table. Ghostly responsibility sat on his shoulders. \"A very heavy weight,\" James Wilson mused, \"for anyone so young as he is.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBut the President was not looking for sympathy. \"I need your advice and counsel,\" he said. He also needed their resignations, but for legal reasons only. Every man must accept reappointment. \"I cannot accept a declination.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThis assertion of authority went unchallenged. Relaxing, Roosevelt asked for briefings on every department of the Administration. His officers complied in order of seniority. He interrupted them often with questions, and they were astonished by the rapidity with which he embraced and sorted information. His curiosity and apparent lack of guile charmed them.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe President's hunger for intelligence did not diminish as the day wore on. He demanded naval-construction statistics and tariff-reciprocity guidelines and a timetable for the independence of Cuba, and got two visiting Senators to tell him more than they wanted to about the inner workings of Congress. In the late afternoon, he summoned the heads of Washington's three press agencies.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"This being my first day in the White House as President of the United States,\" Roosevelt said ingratiatingly, \"I desired to have a little talk with you gentlemen who are responsible for the collection and dissemination of the news.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eA certain code of \"relations,\" he went on, should be established immediately. He glanced at the Associated Press and Sun service representatives. \"Mr. Boynton and Mr. Barry, whom I have known for many years and who have always possessed my confidence, shall continue to have it.\" They must understand that this privilege depended on their \"discretion as to publication.\" Unfortunately, he could not promise equal access to Mr. Keen of the United Press, \"whom I have just met for the first time.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBoynton and Barry jumped to their colleague's defense. Roosevelt was persuaded to trust him, but warned again that he would bar any White House correspondent who betrayed him or misquoted him. In serious cases, he might even bar an entire newspaper. Barry said that was surely going too far. Roosevelt's only reply was a mysterious smile. \"All right, gentlemen, now we understand each other.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMuch later that evening, after a small dinner with friends in the Cowles house on N Street, the President allowed himself a moment or two of querulousness. \"My great difficulty, my serious problem, will meet me when I leave the White House. Supposing I have a second term . . .\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eCommander Cowles, replete with roast beef, sank deep into leather cushions and folded his hands over his paunch. He paid no attention to the cataract of talk pouring from the walnut chair opposite. For years he had benignly suffered his brother-in-law's fireside oratory; he was as deaf to Rooseveltian self-praise as he was to these occasional moments of self-doubt. How like Theodore to worry about moving out of the White House before moving in! The Commander's eyes drooped. His breathing grew rhythmic; he began to snore.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"I shall be young, in my early fifties,\" Roosevelt was saying. \"On the shelf! Retired! Out of it!\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eTwo other guests, William Allen White and Nicholas Murray Butler, listened sympathetically. Prodigies themselves-White, at thirty-three, had a national reputation for political journalism, and Butler, at thirty-nine, was about to become president of Columbia University-they were both aware that they had reached the top of their fields, and could stay there for another forty years. Roosevelt was sure of only three and a half. Of course, the power given him dwarfed theirs, and he might win an extension of it in 1904. But that would make its final loss only harder to bear.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSo Butler and White allowed the President to continue lamenting his imminent retirement. They interrupted only when he grew maudlin-\"I don't want to be the old cannon loose on the deck in the storm!\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eUndisturbed by the clamor of younger voices, Commander Cowles slept on.Winner of the Pulitzer Prize Author of The Rise of Theodore Roosevelt","brand":"Random House","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":46300396355813,"sku":"NP9780394555096","price":40.0,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/1842\/7735\/files\/9780394555096.jpg?v=1767742380","url":"https:\/\/k12savings.com\/products\/theodore-rex-isbn-9780394555096","provider":"K12savings","version":"1.0","type":"link"}