Works
Other works by Sparks include:
- Memoirs of the Life and Travels of John Ledyard (1828)
- The Diplomatic Correspondence of the American Revolution (12 vols, 1829–1830; redated 1854)
- Life of Gouverneur Morris, with Selections from his Correspondence and Miscellaneous Papers (3 vols, 1832)
- A Collection of the Familiar Letters and Miscellaneous Papers of Benjamin Franklin (1833)
- The Works of Benjamin Franklin; with Notes and a Life of the Author (10 vols, 1836–1840; redated 1850), a work second in scope and importance to his Washington
- Correspondence of the American Revolution; being Letters of Eminent Men to George Washington, from the Time of his taking Command of the Army to the End of his Presidency (4 vols, 1853)
He also edited the Library of American Biography, in two series (10 and 15 vols respectively, 1834–1838, 1844–1847), to which he contributed the lives of Anthony Wayne, Henry Vane the Younger, Ethan Allen, Benedict Arnold, Marquette, La Salle, Count Pulaski, Jean Ribault, Charles Lee and John Ledyard, the last a reprint of his earlier work.
In addition, he aided Henry D Gilpin in preparing an edition of the Papers of James Madison (1840), and brought out an American edition of William Smyth's Lectures on Modern History (2 vols., 1841), which did much to stimulate historical study in the United States.
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