A competent biography of Woodrow Wilson's second wife, perhaps, because of its objectivity, never succeeds in making her live up to the sub-title here, although there were many circumstances in her background which were in her favor. The implication is that her whole character was evolved from a frustrated maternal instinct which was still not compensated for by the prominence of her position as the president's wife. A wealthy widow at the time of her marriage to Wilson, she was a product of the Southern culture of her day- and in a word- a true lady. It is also to her credit that the President had every reason to trust her judgment in important matters of state. The details of their life together, and even of what she wore on certain occasions, are included in this portrait lending a certain glamor to the overall effect. And, in spite of her shortcomings, her apparently extraordinary quality was her devoted love for her husband. Wilson himself a part of this account, as the great personality he was, and he dominates the book with the force of his idealism which by contrast lessens the vitality of this woman.