A home’s character is personified by more than the color of the paint on the walls or the style of the furniture. It is the little things, the items that we hold dear that offer a window to the soul. Edith Roosevelt kept a mysterious red Chinese lacquer cabinet that was always locked in her bedroom. When Sagamore Hill became a museum it was opened, and out tumbled a mass of letters from her son Quentin, 20, who died in the line of duty in 1918.