The Man Who Died Facing West
He arrived at the House floor in riding boots, spurs, and a whip, with hunting dogs at his heels. He described a colleague as shining and stinking "like rotten mackerel by moonlight." He delivered all of it in a voice that never finished puberty. His last words were "Remorse. Remorse." His burial instructions specified a direction. John Randolph of Roanoke: the most terrifying soprano in American political history.
