This biographer is out of his field in this somewhat saccharine life of Mamie Eisenhower, but on her personal appeal and the exuberance of Hatch's reporting, the book has claim to acceptance. There is, however, little that makes it more than of passing interest. While approval may be anticipated, the discerning reader will find much that is hard to take. The Doud family history, Mamie's girlhood in Denver and San Antonio the galiots, the beaux, the family tragedies, all presented with a bit of sugar-coating, so that Mamie emerges as something more than human and a trifle dull. The value of tact and pretty hats in a career as wife of an increasingly famous husband emerge, but it is not enough.