In lieu of an abstract, here is a brief excerpt of the content:

Acknowledgments I owe gratitude to sundry institutional and personal support that has made this book both possible and pleasurable. I have accrued debts to the National Portrait Gallery of the Smithsonian Institution, the Bibliographical Society of America, the Bibliographical Society (United Kingdom ), the Newberry Library, the Rothermere American Institute and Wolfson College at the University of Oxford, the Huntington Library, and the Library Company of Philadelphia. At Indiana University I benefited from two writers’ groups, one with Gardner Bovingdon, Lauren Morris MacLean, and Marissa Moorman, and the other with Matthew Guterl, Sarah Knott, Khalil Muhammad, Amrita Myers, and Kirsten Sword. Among many other colleagues, special thanks go to Constance Furey and Jonathan Sheehan for reading portions of the book manuscript, to Kathryn Lofton and Mark Roseman for enlightening discussions, to Michael Grossberg and Steven Stowe for their mentoring, and to Dror Wahrman and everyone else in our Center for Eighteenth-Century Studies for being a fabulous intellectual community. Among many debts elsewhere, several deserve special mention as readers, editors, or patrons: Andrew Cayton, Toby Ditz, Simon Middleton, Billy Smith, Jennifer Baker, Eric Wertheimer, James Green, Cathy Matson, Dena Goodman, Daniel Richter, and, above all, Kathleen Brown. Among many friends at a distance, I must especially honor Bruce Dorsey, Martha Hodes, Seth Rockman, Tara Nummedal, Seth Cotlar, Leslie Dunlap, Alexandra Shepard, Jason Reese, Barbara Taylor, and Norma Clarke. Among friends closer by, there was the usual Thursday night crew of Gardner Bovingdon, Sara Friedman, Madeleine Bovingdon-Friedman, Marissa Moorman, Leandro Lopes, Zola Moorman Lopes, and Cesar Wilson. For the sake of escapism, there was squash with Gardner Bovingdon and Joshua Malitsky, racquetball with Jonathan Elmer, and ‘‘Friday ultimate frisbee.’’ I must pay cryptic tribute to two voices who, in the dark days of American history in which this book was written, brought me sanity when inside headphones: ‘‘I’m Trouble, and This Is the Modern World.’’ And the title of a song, ‘‘The Million You Never Made.’’ Of course there are beloved families: Marina and Matthew Virginia, 358 Acknowledgments Anita and Tom Rizzo, Jurgen and Leslie Dierks, Carol and Robert Knott, Rachel and Justin and Thomas Coan. And finally there is absolutely every layer in life embodied in one person: colleague, writers’ group, frisbee, the Atlantic world, our little yellow house: Sarah Knott. ...

Share