From the Book - First edition.
Prologue: Happy Days Are Here Again
This is a Day of National Consecration
A Small, Obscure Austrian House Painter
I Want You to Go to Germany as an Ambassador
The Vehicle Occupied by Great Caesar's Ghost
Some Changes Are in Order
I Wonder If You Would Try to Get the President More Interested in Foreign Affairs
I Am Much Too Fond of You All
Just Think What the Career Boys Will Say!
Ambassador Long Was Swell to Us
Without Doubt the Most Hair-Trigger Times
If Men Were Christian, There Would Be No War
Pack Up Your Furniture, the Dog, and the Servants
I Still Don't Like the European Outlook
What a Grand Fight It Is Going to Be!
Joe, Just Look at Your Legs
Everybody Down the Line Will Be Sent to Siam
May God . . . Prove That You Are Wrong
Resistance and War Will Follow
I Could Scarcely Believe Such Things Could Occur
The Last Well-Known Man About Whom That Was Said
My Mother Does Not Approve of Cocktails
It's Come at Last-God Help Us
I'm Tired, I Can't Take It
One Mind Instead of Four Separate Minds
Churchill Is the Best Man England Has
My Mother Alice Who Met a Rabbit
The Hand That Held the Dagger Has Struck it into the Back of Its Neighbor
I've Told You, Eleanor, You Must Not Say That
I Get Constant Reports of How Valuable You Are
Your Boys Are Not Going to Be Sent into Any Foreign Wars
We Will Talk About That and the Future Later
He Can Talk to Churchill Like an Iowa Farmer
We Americans Are Vitally Concerned in Your Defense of Freedom
History Has Recorded Who Fired the First Shot
A Day That Will Live in Infamy.
