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ACT TWO

__________ Scene Three A hall in the palace.

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A large audience. in full dress.

King seated on his throne Over here, Cook; now is the time for speeches and answers; I intend to look into this matter myself.

Cook falling on one knee May it please your majesty: your highness's most faithful servant is yours to command.

King One cannot expend too much effort, my friends, ensuring that the king – on whose shoulders lies the well-being of an entire country and its countless subjects – is always in good spirits. For if he falls into a bad mood, he can very easily become a tyrant, an ogre. Good humor encourages cheerfulness, and cheerfulness, as all philosophers have observed, encourages good behaviour; whereas melancholy, on the other hand, is to be considered a vice because it encourages all the vices. I ask you then, in whose hands does the power lie to foster the good humor of the monarch if not in the hands of his cook? Are not rabbits innocent creatures? Anyone who thinks otherwise must surely, I fear, have lost the purest jewel of his soul: his innocence. I could never grow tired of making my country happy by means of these gentle creatures and yet you expect me to go without rabbit! Suckling pig, every day nothing but suckling pig. Well, I'm finally fed up with suckling pig, you scoundrel!

Cook Do not condemn me, your highness, without a hearing. Heaven is my witness that no stone has been left unturned in search of those cute little white creatures; I was even prepared to buy one no matter what the cost, but there are absolutely none to be had. If only we could get hold of just one of these rabbits, you would no longer have reason to doubt the love of your subjects?

King Enough of these mischievous words! Off with you to the kitchen and prove by your actions that you love your king.

Exit cook.

King Now I turn to you, my prince and to you, my daughter. I have been informed, worthy prince, that my daughter does not love you, that she cannot love you; she is a thoughtless and silly little girl; but I still give her credit for so much common sense that I feel sure she must have her reasons. She causes me so much worry and grief, so much sorrow and soul-searching, and my old eyes are flooded with tears when I think of how she will get along after my death. You will be left an old maid! I have told her a thousand times; seize your chance before it is too late! but she will not listen; well, she has made her bed and she will just have to lie in it.

Princess Father

King weeping and sobbing Go, you ungrateful and disobedient girl by your refusal you are, alas, digging an all too early grave for my grey head!

He leans on the throne, covers his face with his cloak and weeps bitterly.

Fischer Why, this king does not remain true to his character from one moment to the next.

enters.

Groom Your majesty, a foreign gentleman is outside who craves an audience with your majesty.

King sobbing Who is it?

Groom Forgive me, my lord, but I cannot answer this question. Judging by his long white beard, one should say he is an old man; and the fact that his face is completely covered with hair should almost confirm one in this supposition; but then again he has such lively young eyes and such an obliging and supple back that one cannot make head or tail of him. He appears to be a wealthy man, for he is wearing a fine pair of boots; and as far as I can gather from his exterior appearance, I'm inclined to consider him a hunter.

King Show him in; I am curious to see him.

The groom goes out and returns in a moment with.

Hinze With your majesty's most gracious permission, the Count of Carabas makes bold to present you with a rabbit.

King delighted A rabbit? Did you hear that, my good people? Ah, fate has decided to patch things up with me again! A rabbit?

Hinze taking it out of his knapsack Here, O mighty sovereign!

King handing his sceptre to Prince Nathaniel Here hold my sceptre a moment, Sir.

He feels the rabbit.

King Fat! Nice and fat! From the Count of

Hinze Carabas.

King Indeed, he must be an excellent man. I must become better acquainted with him. Who is this man? Which of you knows him? Why does he hold himself aloof from society? Imagine the loss to the nation if such fellows are allowed to remain idle! I could almost cry out for joy: Send me a rabbit! Groom, give it to the cook immediately.

The groom takes it and leaves.

Nathaniel Your majesty, I beg most humbly to take my leave.

King Oh, yes! I had almost forgotten about you in all the excitement! Farewell, Sir. Yes, you must make room for other suitors; I'm afraid it can't be helped. Adieu, then! May the road rise with you, and so forth.

Nathanael kisses his hand and leaves.

King calls out People! Let the royal historian approach!

appears.

King Come, my good friend, approach; here's some material for our history of the world. You have your book with you, of course?

Historian Yes, my lord.

King Enter the following: that on such and such a day (whatever today's date happens to be) the Count of Carabas presented me with a most delicious rabbit.

The historian sits down and writes.

King Don't forget, anno currentis. I must think of everything, otherwise it's always sure to be done wrong.

A trumpet flourish is heard.

King Ah, dinner is ready come, my dear, do not cry; if it isn't one prince, it will be another. Huntsman, we thank you for your trouble. Won't you accompany us to the dining-room?

They leave. Hinze follows them.

Leutner I can't take much more of this! What has happened to the father who was so fond of his daughter and made such an impression on us all in his opening scene?

Fischer The only thing that annoys me is that no one in the play is surprised at the cat; the king and everyone else act as though it's perfectly normal.

Schlosser My head is spinning with all this crazy stuff.

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S I have already said, the inhabitants of Dartmoor in prehistoric times seem to have been of a peaceable disposition. There are pounds to contain cattle and protect them against wolves, but no camps on the moor itself. What camps there are will be found on its confines, as though the natives feared attack from an enemy outside, but were not troubled by their neighbours of the same blood and pursuits.

Of camps there are two sorts, but we cannot be sure that they belong to different races of men. The stone-walled fortresses are few—Brent Tor, Whit Tor, Cranbrook, one near Ashburton, and the Dewerstone. Of earth, or earth and stone mixed, there are more. A small one above Tavistock, an immense and very important one at Galford or Burleigh in Bridestowe, one above the station at Okehampton,

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98 Wooston and Prestonbury on the Teign, Holne and Hembury on the Dart. Along the south of the moor are none till we reach Boringdon, between the Plym and the Tory. But one only of all these has been systematically explored, and that is, perhaps, the finest, on Whit Tor, above Mary and Peter Tavy.

Whit Tor rises to the height of 1,526 feet above the sea-level. It is on Cudlipptown Down, and commands exceedingly fine views westward as far as the distant Cornish hills.

The tor is not of granite, but of gabbro, an eruptive igneous rock, very black and hard, and splitting along defined planes under the action of the weather. The north side near the summit is covered with a clitter of broken masses.

The boldest masses of rock rise on the south precipitously, but there are fangs of rock that shoot up over the small plateau that forms the summit of the hill.

The whole of the summit is surrounded by a double wall in a very ruinous condition, and this is to a considerable extent due to the smallness of the stones of which it was composed. The faces of the walls were to be traced only by digging, and were never more than doubtful.

Both walls appear to have been 10 feet thick, perhaps a little more; the outer, when perfect, might have had a height of 4 to 4½ feet, whilst the inner, judged by the debris, appears to have been 6 to 7 feet high.

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Rh inequalities of the ground, but was generally 10 feet wide.

The area inclosed by the innermost wall amounts to close on one and a half acres; the total amount included within the outer wall is about two and a half acres of ground.

The circumference is very much broken up, as is also the inclosed area, by considerable masses of protruding rocks. About these, within the camp, heaps of small stones had been piled up, forming cairns. The largest and most notable of these is at the south-west, and consists of a core of rock about which an immense accumulation of stones has been heaped. All these cairns were thoroughly explored. They covered no interments, and although they disclosed evidences that fires had been lighted against the rocks, and that people had camped there for a while, they showed no tokens of structural erection, as though they were ruinous huts built against the native rock. The huge cairn was removed with great labour, and revealed nothing whatever beneath it but one flint flake.

These cairns, there can be little doubt, were collections of stones for the use of the besieged, to serve as missiles, or for the repair of the walls.

Within the area of the camp are a few hut circles. One near the centre is double, and contained an incredible number of flint chips, a flint scraper, and a core from which flakes had been struck. The whole area is littered with flint chips that are brought up by the moles when making their burrows, and curiously enough not a single arrow-head or flake

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100 that can be confidently set down as a weapon has been disinterred. The pottery found is all of the hand-made cooking-vessel type.

To the east is a circle sheltered on one side by a mass of rock, that has a second chamber, a sort of bedroom made under a slab of rock, with the interstices on all sides built up, except only on that by which it was entered from the hut. A good deal

of flint was found there. Outside, on the south, was another hut circle, where a piece of clear quartz crystal was found, together with a flint knife that had one edge serrated by use.

Connected with the camp on the north-east is a ruined wall that leads to an inclosure with numerous hut circles. South-west of the camp further down the hill is a pound in good preservation with eight hut circles in it. A reeve or bank to the west of the camp leads down to other collections of habitations of the same description.

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Rh Some ten cairns on the slopes have been investigated, but have yielded little beyond the handful of ashes sunk in a pit in the centre that represents the dead. A ruined kistvaen, much mutilated, lies between the camp and the Langstone, a menhir that gives its name to the common, and which is the starting-point of a stone row of very inconsiderable blocks that led to a cairn now demolished, and its

place occupied by a pool. From Langstone a track to the south-east leads by the head of the Peter Tavy stream, which rises in a bog, to a fine circle of standing stones, and on the slope below that and above the Walkham river is a large settlement of some thirty or forty habitations. Beyond the Peter Tavy brook, moreover, are numerous clusters of dwellings. To all the population who lived in these huts, Whit Tor had served as a camp of refuge. The place deserves a visit, for we have there collected within a small radius the houses and hamlets occupied

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102 by the primeval race, the tombs of their dead, the stone row set up in memory of some chief represented by the Longstone towering above the petty stones below, the circle in which the dead were burned, and finally, the camp to which they flew to defend their beloved moor from invasion.

It may cause some surprise that the walls of the stone castles should be in such complete ruin. But, in all likelihood, they were constructed on the same principle as the Gaulish camps described by Caesar. They were built of timber frames packed in with stones, and the logs mortised together held the stones in place. When, however, the wood rotted, this mode of construction ensured and precipitated utter ruin. At Murcens, in the department of Lot, is one of these stone camps, and sufficiently well preserved, owing to the size of the limestone slabs employed in the building, to show precisely how the whole was constructed. But the walls of losolodunum, that held out so bravely against Cæsar, being built of small stones compacted with timber, are now but heaps of ruin, no better than those of Whit Tor.

Brent Tor was fortified in a manner very similar to Whit Tor; the outer wall remains fairly perfect on the north side, but the inner wall has been much injured. In this instance it is not the summit, but the base of the hill that has been defended. As there is a church on the summit, as also a churchyard with its wall, these have drawn their supplies from the circumvallation. Moreover, it has been broken through to form a way up to the church.

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Rh A late curate of Tavistock, whose function it was to take the service on Brent Tor, and who found it often desperate work to scramble to the summit in storm and sleet and rain, resolved on forming a roadway to the churchyard gate. But he experienced some difficulty in persuading men to go out from Tavistock to work at this churchway. However, he supplied himself with several bottles of whisky, and when he saw a sturdy labourer standing idle in the market-place he invited him into his lodgings and plied him with hot grog, till the man in a moist and smiling condition assented to the proposition that he should give a day to the Brent Tor path. By this means it was made. The curate was wont to say: "Hannibal cut his way through the Alps with vinegar; I hewed mine over Brent Tor with prime usquebaugh." Few traces of this way remain, but in making it sad mischief was made with the inner wall of the fortress.

On Brent Tor summit it is sometimes impossible to stand against the wind. I remember how that on one occasion a baptismal party mounted it in driving rain. The father carried the child, and he wore for the occasion a new blue jersey. When the poor babe was presented at the font it was not only streaming with water, but its sopped white garments had become blue with the stain from the father's jersey.

On an occasion of a funeral, when the parson emerged from the church door he was all but prostrated by the north-west blast, and he and the funeral party had to proceed to the grave much, like

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104 frogs. "Crook'y down, sir !" was the sexton's advice; and the whole company had to press forward bent double, and to finish the service seated in the "lew" of headstones.

According to popular belief the graves, which are cut in the volcanic tufa, fill with water, and the dead dissolve into a sort of soup. But this is not true; the rock is dry and porous. It discharges its drainage by a little spring on the north-east that in process of ages has worked itself from stage to stage lower down the hill.

The Dewerstone Camp consists of two stone walls drawn across the headland. No walls were needed for the sides that were precipitous. Cranbrook Castle is in very good preservation, except on the side towards the Teign, where it has been removed by road-menders, but not within recent years. It richly deserves to be investigated, and the owners have recently granted permission to do so to the Dartmoor Exploration Committee.

We come next to the earthen-banked camps. Of these there is a very fine example at Hembury, near Buckfastleigh. But the finest of all is in Burleigh Wood, in the parish of Bridestowe. Here the side accessible from Galford Down has been cut through, with a trench and a bank thrown up on the camp side, and this is carried right across the neck. The earthen banks were almost certainly crested with palisades. Hard by this early camp, where a bronze palstave has been found, is another of a different character, occupying the extreme point of the hill. This consists of a tump or mound, with

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Rh an earthwork round it as a ring. In this are remains of iron-smelting.

There can be little doubt as to the period of this latter. It was the burrh of the Anglo-Saxon, and was in every point similar to the mottes of the Merovingians in France. On the Bayeux tapestry three fortified places are represented—Dinan, Dol, and Rennes—and all are of the same type. A mound of earth was either thrown up, or a hilltop was artificially shaped like a tumulus. On the top of this the thegn erected his fortress of wood. In the Bayeux representations the superstructures at Dol and Rennes are of timber, and that of Dinan is partly of timber and partly of stone. A flying bridge of wood led from the gate in the palisading of the outer ring, supported on posts, and conducted by an incline to the gate of the citadel. An example of one of these camps at Bishopston in Gower has been explored recently. The stumps of the pales were there found embedded in the clay of the bank, in tolerable preservation.

In the valley below Burleigh Camp, commanding the ancient road from Exeter by Okehampton to Launceston, was a third camp, that has been for the most part obliterated; it occupied a rising knoll of limestone, and this latter has been quarried, so that the camp earthworks have been either destroyed or buried under the accumulations from the quarry. The locality is of great interest. The ridge goes by the name of Galford, and there is reason to think

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106 that this was the Gavulford of the Anglo-Saxon Chronicle, where, in 823, the Britons made their last stand against Egbert and the Saxons of Devon.

The place is by nature very strong, and it dominates two roads, that from Exeter to Cornwall, and that which branched off from it on Sourton Down and struck through Sourton to Lydford. The name Gavulford signifies the holdfast on the fordd or road.

Burleigh Camp is on the estate of Bidlake, an interesting old manor house, long the residence of a family of the same name, and deserving a visit. Old Squire Bidlake was a zealous Royalist, and the Parliamentary soldiers went to his house to seize him. As they entered the avenue they met an elderly tramp in rags, and said, "You fellow. Have you seen Squire Bidlake?"

"Yes," he replied; "I've just come from the house, and when I was there he was in it."

Then he went his way, and not till too late did they discover that this tramp was Squire Bidlake himself slipping away in disguise.

He fled to Burleigh Wood. There is a little farm below it, in which, at the time, lived a tenant of the name of Veale. Veale and his wife and daughter concealed him in the underwood, and daily conveyed to him food, and supplied him with blankets till the search for him ceased.

At the Restoration, Squire Bidlake made over the farm to the Veales on a nominal rent, to be held by them on this rent so long as a male Veale of their descent remained to hold it.

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120  Three spirits of most dreadful fame, ,, and. Death gave them welcome; for, of all The ills that plague our earthly ball, These most dreaded are. Then steps forward—all agree That he too, has great potency. Then comes a, at whose name 'Twas evident he had a claim, Which caused e'en Death himself to doubt How his selection must turn out. But when the all advance, Death could no longer hesitate Which most his service would enhance, Or which was his true candidate: Vice of all vice—— He chose prime minister of state.   To set out ere the dawn of day, Groping in darkness for the way, Caring for naught, nor making quest If going North, South, East, or West;— From fall to fall to stumble on Till near one-third the course be run: Then, as the dark clouds gather round, To enter on unstable ground, Yet pushing onwards, though quite lost, 'Midst thick'ning doubts, and tempest tost,


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Rh little farmhouse is a ruin. Squire Bidlake is supposed still to haunt the wood, and children are frightened by their mothers with the threat that the old squire will come and fetch them, if naughty.

Lydford was strongly defended. It occupies a fringe of land between ravines, and lines of fortification were drawn across the neck. These may still be traced. The castle stands on a tump artificially shaped. Beyond the church is another small camp, probably British. The castle itself is a structure of stone, replacing the old Saxon burrh.

It was probably from the bridges leading up into these citadels, which the Norsemen saw when they harried our coasts, that they conceived the idea that the rainbow was the great bridge leading up into Odin's Valhalla.

"What fools the gods must be," says the inquirer in the Edda, "to build their passage of egress and ingress of such brittle stuff."

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 where he had much friendly converse with him. The duration of Bregwin's archiepiscopate is variously stated; by the 'Anglo-Saxon Chronicle' as four, by Eadmer as three, and by Osbern as seven years. As he signs charters in 764 {Codex Dipl. civ., cxi.), the date of his death given by Osbern (25 Aug. 765) may be accepted as correct. The place of his burial was a matter of interest. His predecessor, Cuthberht, caused the custom of making St. Augustine's the burying-place of the archbishops to be broken through, and was laid in his cathedral church. This greatly angered the monks of St. Augustine's; for the miracles and offerings at the tombs of archbishops brought them both honour and profit. In order to secure the new privilege of their church, the clergy of Christ Church observed the same secrecy on the death of Bregwin as they had done in the case, and by the order, of Cuthberht. They concealed the illness of the archbishop, and on his death buried him before they rang the bell for him. When Jaenberht, abbot of St. Augustine's, heard of the death, he came down with a band of armed men to claim the body, but found that he was too late (, 1772-4). An attempt was made in aftertimes to deprive Christ Church of Bregwin's body. After the marriage of Henry I and Adeliza of Louvain a monk named Lambert came from the queen's old home to see her, and was lodged at Canterbury. He begged the body of Bregwin of Archbishop Ralph, who promised to allow him to have it to carry back with him. Finding that the archbishop repented of his weakness, Lambert set out for Woodstock to lay his case before the queen. On his way he died at London. This attempt to despoil the church of Canterbury was naturally followed by a vision, in which the departed archbishop expressed his indignation.

BREKELL, JOHN (1697–1769), presbyterian minister, born at North Meols, Lancashire, in 1697, was educated for the ministry at Nottingham. His first known settlement was at Stamford, apparently as assistant, but he did not stay long. He went to assist [q. v.] at Kaye Street, Liverpool, 1729 (so Dr. manuscript;, D.D., in his manuscript funeral sermon (2 Tim. iv. 7, 8) for Brekell, preached on 7 Jan. 1770, says he was minister in Liverpool 'for upwards of forty years;' a manuscript letter of Winder's, 2 June 1730, mentions Brekell as a Liverpool minister). Toulmin prints a letter (dated Liverpool, 3 Dec. 1730) from Brekell to Rev. Thomas Pickard of Birmingham, showing that Brekell had been asked to Birmingham, but had 'handsome encouragement to continue' where he was. The date, April 1732, given by Dr. Martineau, maybe that of Brekell's admission to the status of a colleague after ordination. On Bassnett's death on 22 July 1744 Brekell became sole pastor. His ministry covers the period between the rise of the evangelical liberalism of Doddridge (his correspondent, and the patron of his first publication), and the avowal of Socinianism by Priestley, to whose 'Theological Repository' he contributed in the last year of his life. Brekell, though his later treatment of the atonement shows Socinian influence, stood firm on the person of Christ. In his sermons he makes considerable use of his classic literature. Lardner quotes him (Hist. of Heretics, bk. i.) as a critic of the ante-Nicene writers. His first publication was ' The Christian Warfare … a Discourse on making our Calling and Election sure; with an Appendix concerning the Persons proper to be admitted to the Lord's Supper,' 1742, 8vo. Following the example of his predecessor, he preached and published a sermon to sailors, 'Euroclydon, or the Dangers of the Sea considered and improved,' &c. (Acts xxvii.), 1744, 12mo. Then came 'Liberty and Loyalty,' 1746, 8vo (a Hanoverian pamphlet). More important is 'The Divine Oracles, or the Sufficiency of the Holy Scriptures,' &c., 1749, 8vo, in reply to a work by Thomas Deacon, M.D., of Manchester, a nonjuring bishop of the irregular line. At this date (see pp. 72, 74) Brekell sides with Athanasius against the Arians. He published also on 'Holy Orders,' 1752, and two tracts in vindication of 'Paedobaptism,' 1753 and 1755. Brekell's name appears among the subscribers to a work by Whitfield, a Liverpool printer and sugar refiner, who had left the presbyterians, entitled 'A Dissertation on Hebrew Vowel-points.' After Whitfield's lapse, Brekell wrote 'An Essay on the Hebrew Tongue, being an attempt to shew that the Hebrew Bible might be originally read by Vowel Letters without the Vowel Points,' 1758, 8vo, 2 pts., in which he is generally admitted to have had the best of the argument. Brekell wrote tracts on 'Baptizing sick and dying Infants,' Glasgow, 1760, and on 'Regeneration,' 1761. Soon arose a burning question among Liverpool


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 captain on 7 June 1814, but had no opportunities of achieving any special distinction. On 4 June 1815 he was nominated a C.B.; and on 24 Oct. 1816, whilst in command of the Comus frigate, he was wrecked on the coast of Newfoundland. In February 1824 he was sent, in command of the Tamar, to establish a colony on Melville Island, Australia; after which he went to India and took part in the first Burmese war. On 25 Jan. 1836 he was made a K.C.H., and in the following year was appointed to the Alligator, and again went out to Australia, where, the colonising of Melville Island having failed, he formed a settlement at Port Essington. Thence he again went to India, where, by the death of Sir Frederick Maitland, in December 1839, he was left senior officer for a few months, till superseded by Rear-admiral Elliot in July; and again in the following November, when Admiral Elliot invalided, till the arrival of Sir William Parker in August 1841. Sir Gordon Bremer had thus the naval command of the expedition to China during a great part of the years 1840-1, for which services he received the thanks of parliament, and was made K.C.B. on 29 July 1841. In April 1846 he was appointed second in command of the Channel squadron, with his broad pennant in the Queen; and in the following November to be commodore-superintendent of Woolwich dockyard, which post he held for the next two years. He attained his flag on 15 Sept. 1849, but died a few months later, on 14 Feb. 1850.

He married, in 1811, Harriet, daughter of Thomas Wheeler, and widow of the Rev. George Henry Glasse, and left a family of two sons and four daughters, the eldest of whom married Captain (afterwards Admiral) Sir Leopold Kuper.

 BREMNER, JAMES (1784–1856), engineer and ship-raiser, was born at Keiss, parish of Wick, county of Caithness, on 25 Sept. 1784, being the son of a soldier. He received such education at Keiss as his mother's means could afford until 1798, when he was apprenticed to Robert Steele & Sons, shipbuilders of Greenock, whose establishment afforded every opportunity for both theoretical and practical instruction. He remained at Messrs. Steele's for about six years and a half. At the age of twenty-five, after having made two voyages to North America, he settled at Pulteney Town in his native parish, where he eventually occupied the shipbuilding yard for nearly half a century. During that time he built fifty-six vessels, from a ship of 510 tons to a small sloop of 45 tons. He was also engaged in designing and constructing harbours and piers on the northern coast of Scotland. His works of this kind included the reconstruction of the old harbour of Pulteney Town, the construction of Keiss harbour (1818), the reconstruction of Sarclet harbour near the bay of Wick (1835-6), the construction of Lossiemouth harbour, and the harbour of Pitullie, near Fraserburgh, besides surveying and preparing working plans for many other ports in Scotland.

Bremner evinced great ingenuity in the raising and recovering of wrecked vessels; and in the wide circuit between Aberdeenshire and the isle of Skye, comprehending the islands of Orkney, Shetland, and Lewis, and the critical navigation of the Pentland Firth, he raised no less than 236 vessels. With one of his sons he was employed in assisting to take the Great Britain off the strand at Dundrum Bay in August and September 1847. Bremner was elected a corresponding member of the Institution of Civil Engineers on 12 Feb. 1833, and received a Telford medal in 1844 for his papers on 'Pulteney Town Harbour,' 'Sarclet Harbour,' 'A New Piling Engine,' and 'An Apparatus for Floating Large Stones for Harbour Works,' For the last twelve years of his life he acted as agent at Wick for the Aberdeen, Leith, and Clyde Shipping Company. He died suddenly at Harbour Place, Pulteney Town, on 20 Aug. 1856. Bremner was the author of a tract, entitled 'Treatise on the Planning and Constructing of Harbours in Deep Water, on Submarine Pile Driving, the Preservation of Ships Stranded and Raising of those Sunk at Sea, on Principles of lately patented Inventions,' 1845, 8vo.

Of his numerous family the sons were all brought up as engineers; one of them,, engineer for the Clyde trustees, died in 1852.

 BREMNER, ROBERT (d. 1789), music publisher, was born in Scotland in the early part of the eighteenth century. He began life as a teacher of singing, but about 1748 set up in business in Edinburgh as a music printer and publisher, at the sign of the Harp and Hautboy, in High Street. Here he published, in 1756, a work entitled 'The Rudiments of Music; or, a Short and Easy Treatise on that Subject. To which is added, A Collection of the best Church tunes, Canons, and Anthems.' This book, which is characterised by its sensible directions for church singing at a time


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 Rh informed by a chaffinch that there was no kind of danger in picking it up.

"This is a lucky discovery indeed for us," replied her mate; " for this great increase of family renders it prudent to make use of every means for supplying our necessities. I myself must take a larger circuit, for some insects that are proper for the nestlings cannot be found in all places; however, I will bear you company whenever it is in my power."

The little ones now began to be hungry, and opened their gaping mouths for food; on which their kind father instantly flew forth to find it for them, and in turns supplied them all, as well as his beloved mate. This was a hard day's work, and when evening came on he was glad to take repose, and turning his head under his wing, he soon fell asleep; his mate soon followed his example. The four little ones had before fallen into a gentle slumber, and perfect quietness for some hours reigned in the nest.

The next morning they were awakened at the dawn of day by the song of a skylark, which had a nest near the orchard; and as the young redbreasts were impatient for food, their father cheerfully prepared himself to renew his toil, requesting his mate to accompany him to the place she had mentioned. "That I will do," replied she, "but it is too early yet;

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 harness for our two beasts of burden, and, in return, I promised her we would establish ourselves next day in the tree. Supper was now ready, one piece of the porcupine was roasted by the fire, smelling deliciously; another piece formed a rich soup; a cloth was spread on the turf; the ham, cheese, butter, and biscuits, were placed upon it.

My wife first assembled the fowls, by throwing some grain to them, to accustom them to the place. We soon saw the pigeons fly to roost on the higher branches of the trees, while the fowls perched on the ladder; the beasts we tied to the roots, close to us. Now, that our cares were over, we sat down to a merry and excellent repast by moonlight. Then, after the prayers of the evening, I kindled our watch-fires, and we all lay down to rest in our hammocks. The boys were rather discontented, and complained of their cramped position, longing for the freedom of their beds of moss; but I instructed them to lie, as the sailors do, diagonally, and swinging the hammock, and told them that brave Swiss boys might sleep as the sailors of all nations were compelled to sleep. After some stifled sighs and groans, all sank to rest except myself, kept awake by anxiety for the safety of the rest.

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4 I must therefore beg that you will go by yourself and procure a breakfast for us, as I am fearful of leaving the nestlings before the air is warmer, lest they should be chilled." To this he readily consented, and fed all his little darlings; to whom, for the sake of distinction, I shall give the names of Robin, Dicky, Flapsy, and Pecksy. When this kind office was performed he perched on a tree, and while he rested, entertained his family with his melody, till his mate, springing from the nest, called him to attend her; on which he instantly took wing, and followed her to a courtyard belonging to a family mansion.

No sooner had the happy pair appeared before the parlour window, than it was hastily thrown up by Harriet Benson, a little girl about eleven years old, the daughter of the gentleman and lady to whom the house belonged. Harriet with great delight called her brother to see two robin redbreasts; and she was soon joined by Frederick, a fine chubby rosy-cheeked boy, about six years of age, who, as soon as he had taken a peep at the feathered strangers, ran to his mamma, and entreated her to give him something to feed them with. "I must have a great piece of bread this morning," said he, "for there are all the sparrows and chaffinches that come every day, and two robin redbreasts besides." "Here is a piece for you, Frederick,"

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 search for drift-wood for our use. In the mean time, I mounted the ladder with Fritz, and we set to work stoutly, with axe and saw, to rid ourselves of all useless branches. Some, about six feet above our foundation, I left, to suspend our hammocks from, and others, a little higher, to support the roof, which, at present, was to be merely sailcloth. My wife succeeded in collecting us some boards and planks, which, with her assistance, and the aid of the pulley, we hoisted up. We then arranged them on the level branches close to each other, in such a manner as to form a smooth and solid floor. I made a sort of parapet round, to prevent accidents. By degrees, our dwelling began to assume a distinct form; the sailcloth was raised over the high branches, forming a roof; and, being brought down on each side, was nailed to the parapet. The immense trunk protected the back of our apartment, and the front was open to admit the breeze from the sea, which was visible from this elevation. We hoisted our hammocks and blankets by the pulley, and suspended them; my son and I then descended, and, as our day was not yet exhausted, we set about constructing a rude table and some benches, from the remainder of our wood, which we placed beneath the roots of the tree, henceforward to be our dining-room. The little boys collected the chips and pieces of wood for fire-wood; while their mamma prepared supper, which we needed much after the extraordinary fatigues of this day.

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 Supper was now ready, my wife took a large earthen pot from the fire, which contained a good stew, made of the flamingo, which Ernest had told her was an old bird, and would not be eatable, if dressed any other way. His brothers laughed heartily, and called him the cook. He was, however, quite right, the stew, well seasoned, was excellent, and we picked the very bones. Whilst we were thus occupied, the living flamingo, accompanying the rest of the fowls, and free from bonds, came in, quite tame, to claim his share of the repast, evidently quite unsuspicious that we were devouring his mate; he did not seem at all inclined to quit us. The little monkey, too, was quite at home with the boys, leaping from one to another for food, which he took in his forepaws, and ate with such absurd mimicry of their actions, that he kept us in continual convulsions of laughter. To augment our satisfaction, our great sow, who had deserted us for two days, returned of her own accord, grunting her joy at our re-union. My wife welcomed her with particular distinction, treating her with all the milk we had to spare; for, as she had no dairy utensils to make cheese and butter, it was best thus to dispose of our superfluity. I promised her, on our next voyage to the ship, to procure all these necessaries. This she could not, however, hear of, without shuddering.

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 Rh replied Mrs. Benson, cutting a loaf that was on the table; "but if your daily pensioners continue to increse as they have done lately, we must provide some other food for them, as it is not right to cut pieces from a loaf on purpose for birds, because there are many children who want bread, to whom we should give the preference. Would you deprive a poor little hungry boy of his breakfast to give it to birds?" "No," said Frederick, "I would sooner give my own breakfast to a poor boy than he should go without; but where shall I get food enough for my birds? I will beg the cook to save the crumbs in the bread-pan, and desire John to preserve all he makes when he cuts the loaf for dinner, and those which are scattered on the tablecloth." "A very good scheme," said Mrs. Benson, "and I make no doubt it will answer your purpose, if you can prevail on the servants to indulge you. I cannot bear to see the least fragment of food wasted which may contribute to the support of life in any creature."

Harriet, being quite impatient to exercise her benevolence, requested her brother to remember that the poor birds, for whom he had been a successful solicitor, would soon fly away if he did not make haste to feed them; on which he ran to the window with his treasure in his hand.

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 , as, besides having to carry Francis on my back, I had detached the lower part of the ladder from the roots, where it was nailed; in order to be able to draw it up during the night. We were thus as safe in our castle as the knights of old, when their drawbridge was raised. We retired to our hammocks free from care, and did not wake till the sun shone brightly in upon us.

CHAPTER XII.

Next morning, all awoke in good spirits; I told them that on this, the Lord's day, we would do no work. That it was appointed, not only for a day of rest, but a day when we must, as much as possible, turn our hearts from the vanities of the world, to God himself; thank him, worship him, and serve him. Jack thought we could not do this without a church and a priest; but Ernest believed that God would hear our prayers under his own sky, and papa could give them a sermon; Francis wished to know if God would like to hear them sing the beautiful hymns mamma had taught them, without an organ accompaniment.

"Yes, my dear children," said I, "God is everywhere; and to bless him, to praise him in all his works, to submit to his holy will, and to obey him,—is to serve him. But everything in its time. Let us first attend to the wants of our animals, and breakfast, and we will then begin the services of the day by a hymn."

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 fed our animals, and then, my children and their mother seated on the turf, I placed myself on a little eminence before them, and, after the service of the day, which I knew by heart, and singing some portions of the 119th Psalm, I told them a little allegory.

"There was once on a time a great king, whose kingdom was called the Land of Light and Reality, because there reigned there constant light and incessant activity. On the most remote frontier of this kingdom, towards the north, there was another large kingdom, equally subject to his rule, and of which none but himself knew the immense extent. From time immemorial, an exact plan of this kingdom had been preserved in the archives. It was called the Land of Obscurity, or Night, because everything in it was dark and inactive.

"In the most fertile and agreeable part of the empire of Reality, the king had a magnificent residence, called The Heavenly City, where he held his brilliant court. Millions of servants executed his wishes—still more were ready to receive his orders. The first were clothed in glittering robes, whiter than snow—for white was the colour of the Great King, as the emblem of purity. Others were clothed in armour, shining like the colours of the rainbow, and carried flaming swords in their hands. Each, at his master's nod, flew like lightning to accomplish his will. All his servants—faithful, vigilant, bold, and ardent—were united in friendship, and could imagine no happiness greater than the favour of their master. There were some, less elevated, who were still good, rich, and happy


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 in the favours of their sovereign, to whom all his subjects were alike, and were treated by him as his children.

"Not far from the frontiers, the Great King possessed a desert island, which he desired to people and cultivate, in order to make it, for a time, the abode of those of his subjects whom he intended to admit, by degrees, into his Heavenly City—a favour he wished to bestow on the greatest number possible.

"This island was called Earthly Abode; and he who had passed some time there, worthily, was to be received into all the happiness of the heavenly city. To attain this, the Great King equipped a fleet to transport the colonists, whom he chose from the kingdom of Night, to this island, where he gave them light and activity—advantages they had not known before. Think how joyful their arrival would be! The island was fertile when cultivated; and all was prepared to make the time pass agreeably, till they were admitted to their highest honours.

"At the moment of embarkation, the Great King sent his own son, who spoke thus to them in His name:—

"'My dear children, I have called you from inaction and insensibility to render you happy by feeling, by action, by life. Never forget I am your king, and obey my commands, by cultivating the country I confide to you. Every one will receive his portion of land, and wise and learned men are appointed to explain my will to you. I wish you all to acquire the knowledge of my laws, and that every father should keep a copy, to read daily to his children, that they may never be


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June was not over Though past the full, And the best of her roses Had yet to blow, When a man I know (But shall not discover,              Since ears are dull,          And time discloses) Turned him and said with a man's true air, Half sighing a smile in a yawn, as 'twere,— "If I tire of your June, will she greatly care?"

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Well, dear, in-doors with you! True! serene deadness Tries a man's temper. What's in the blossom June wears on her bosom? Can it clear scores with you? Sweetness and redness. Eadem semper! Go, let me care for it greatly or slightly! If June mend her bower now, your hand left unsightly By plucking the roses,—my June will do rightly.

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And after, for pastime, If June be refulgent With flowers in completeness, All petals, no prickles, Delicious as trickles Of wine poured at mass-time,— And choose One indulgent To redness and sweetness: Or if, with experience of man and of spider, June use my June-lightning, the strong insect-ridder, And stop the fresh film-work,—why, June will consider.

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SATIRICAL, ALLEGORICAL, AND MORAL. IN THREE CANTOS.

TRANSLATED FROM THE ARABIC OF

SAMPFILIUS PHILOERIN, Z. Y. X. W. &c. &c.

Whose Fables have made so much noise in the East, and whose fame has eclipsed that of Æsop.

WITH NOTES AND ANNOTATIONS.

BY SAMUEL WOODWORTH.

NEW-YORK:

PRINTED AND PUBLISHED BY J. HARMER & C0,

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Works

 * Beasts at Law, co-authored with Samuel Woodworth under the pseudonym "Sampfilius Philoerin" (1811)
 * A faithful report of the trial of Hurdy-Gurdy, tried and convicted of a seditious libel in the court of King's Bench, on the testimony of French Horn
 * Trial of Capt. Henry Whitby, for the murder of John Pierce, with his dying declaration: Also, the trial of Capt. George Crimp, for piracy and manstealing
 * The case of George W. Niven, Esq., attorney and counsellor at law, charged with mal-practices and suspended by order of the court of common pleas
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Poetry

 * Beasts at Law (1811), co-authored with William Sampson
 * The Old Oaken Bucket (1817)
 * The Hunters of Kentucky
 * The Heroes of the lake: a poem, in two books
 * An excursion of the dog-cart: a poem
 * Bubble & squeak, or, A dish of all sorts: being a collection of American poems
 * New-Haven : a poem, satirical and sentimental, with critical, humorous, descriptive, historical, biographical, and explanatory notes
 * The poetical works of Samuel Woodworth
 * Quarter-day, or, The horrors of the first of May: a poem
 * Erie and Champlain, or, Champlain and Plattsburg: an ode

Plays

 * La Fayette, or, The Castle of Olmutz
 * King’s Bridge Cottage: a revolutionary tale founded on an incident which occurred a few days previous to the evacuation of N. York by the British : a drama in two acts
 * The widow’s son, or, Which is the traitor: a melo-drama in three acts
 * Bunker-Hill, or, The death of General Warren: an historic tragedy, in five acts

Opera

 * The deed of gift: a comic opera in three acts
 * The forest rose, or, American farmers: a drama in two acts

Novels

 * The Champions of Freedom; or, The Mysterious Chief. A Romance of the Nineteenth Century, Founded on the War between the United States and Great Britain.

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BRANDEIS, brăn'dīs, Frederick, American organist: b. Vienna, Austria, 1835; d. New York 1899. At Vienna he studied under Fischof, Czerny and Rufinatscha. He toured America in 1849 as a member of the Wallace Opera Company. In 1851 he settled in New York, and between 1865-98 filled positions as organist at the Catholic churches of Saint John the Evangelist and Saint James, and the 44th Street Synagogue and the church of Saint Peter and Saint Paul in Brooklyn. He wrote a prelude to ‘Maria Stuart’; ‘The Sunken Cloister’; a suite for string orchestra, and numerous other pieces, instrumental and vocal. He is best remembered for his song, ‘My Love is Like the Red, Red Rose.’


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BRANDEIS, Louis Dembitz, American jurist: b. Louisville, Ky., 13 Nov. 1856. He was educated in the Louisville public and high schools, at the Annen Realschule, Dresden, 1873-75, and at Harvard University, where he received the degree of LL.B. in 1877. He was admitted to the bar the following year. From 1879 to 1916 he practised in Boston, being a member of the firm of Warren & Brandeis until 1897, and of Brandeis, Dunbar & Nutter, 1897-1916. In 1910 he was counsel for Luther B. Glavis in the Ballinger-Pinchot investigation; in 1911 counsel for shippers in the advanced freight rate investigation before the Interstate Commerce Commission; in 1913-14 special counsel for the Interstate Commerce Commission in the second advanced freight rate case; in 1915 he was special counsel for the government in the Riggs National Bank case. In 1914 he was counsel for the people in the proceedings involving the constitutionality of the women's ten-hour laws in Oregon and Illinois, the California eight-hour law and the minimum wage law in Oregon. He was also counsel for the people in the preservation of the Boston municipal subways system and the establishment of the Boston sliding scale gas system and the Massachusetts savings bank insurance. In the years between 1906 and 1913 he was people's counsel in opposing the New Haven monopoly of transportation in New England. He was also chairman of the arbitration board in the New York garment workers' strike in 1910. In 1914-15 he was chairman of the provisional committee for general Zionist affairs. In 1916 he was nominated by President Wilson justice of the Supreme Court of the United States, and despite considerable opposition the nomination was confirmed by the Senate. He is the first man of his race and creed in the Supreme Court of the United States. His writings include articles on public franchises in Massachusetts, life insurance, wage-earners' life insurance, scientific management of labor problems and the trusts and Zionist and Jewish problems.


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BRANDENBURG, Germany, a province of Prussia, surrounded mainly by Mecklenburg and the provinces of Pomerania, Posen, Silesia and Prussian Saxony. The soil consists in many parts of barren sands, heaths and moors, yet the province produces much grain, as well as fruits, hemp, flax, tobacco, etc., and supports many sheep. The forests are extensive. The principal streams are the Elbe, the Oder, the Havel and the Spree. There are between 600 and 700 lakes, and some of them are connected by canals with the great rivers. Brandenburg carries on an active trade in manufactured articles, containing extensive silk, woolen, linen and cotton cloth and yarn mills, also establishments for dyeing, spinning and printing of textiles, machine shops, cigar and cigarette factories, glass and chemical works. Beer and liquors are produced in large quantities. It includes, besides some other districts, the greater part of the former Mark of Brandenburg, which formed the cradle of the Prussian monarchy and the centre round which the present extensive kingdom has grown up. It is divided into the three administrative divisions of Berlin, Potsdam and Frankfort, and has a total of 15,381 square miles. The most of the inhabitants are Lutherans;

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__________ Scene Four The royal dining-room.

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A large table is laid. To the sound of trumpets and drums,, several distinguished guests and enter; wait on the diners.

King Let us sit down, the soup is getting cold. Has the hunter been taken care of?

Servant Yes, your majesty; he will be dining here at the little table with the court jester.

Hanswurst to Hinze Let us sit down, the soup is getting cold.

Hinze sitting down With whom do I have the honor of dining?

Hanswurst A man is what he is, Mr Hunter; we cannot all do the same thing. I am a poor exiled fugitive, a man who was once, a long time ago, held to be witty, who was subsequently looked upon as stupid, vulgar and loutish, and who has now re-entered service in a foreign land, where he is once again considered witty, for the time being, at least.

Hinze Really? From what country do you hail?

Hanswurst Unfortunately, I am only a German. My countrymen were once so wise that they banned all jokes on pain of retribution; wherever I showed my face, I was given unbearable nicknames: Blackguard, Pleb, Cad. Yes, the fine and noble name of Hanswurst was debased and became a term of abuse. O my noble-souled friend, the tears stand in your eyes and you snarl with pain, or is it perhaps the odor of the roast that is getting up your nose? Yes, my dear sensitive chap, back then whoever dared laugh at me was persecuted just as much as myself, and so I was compelled to go into exile.

Hinze You poor man!

Hanswurst There are strange trades in the world, Mr Hunter; cooks live on hunger, tailors on vanity, I on the laughter of my fellow man; if he doesn't laugh, I don't eat.

Hinze I don't eat vegetables.

Hanswurst Why not? Don't be bashful, tuck in.

Hinze I tell you, I cannot tolerate white cabbage.

Hanswurst So much the better for me! Give me your hand, I must get to know you better, huntsman.

Hinze Here.

Murmuring in the pit: "Clown! Clown!"

Hanswurst Here, take the hand of an honest German; I'm not ashamed of being German, unlike many of my fellow countrymen.

He squeezes the cat's hand very tightly.

Hinze Ow! Ow!

He resists, snarls and scratches Hanswurst with his claws.

Hanswurst Ouch! Hunter! Are you possessed by a devil?

He gets up and goes weeping to the king.

Hanswurst Your majesty, the hunter is a treacherous individual. Just look at the souvenir he has given me of his five fingers.

King eating That's weird! Well, just sit down again; in future wear gloves if you want to wish him well. There are many types of friends; just as one must know how to eat each dish, so one must know how to handle each friend. Wait! I have just realized what it is that is so peculiar about that hunter: look! look! he's a Freemason, and only wanted to write the Masonic sign on your hand to see if you too were in the Craft.

Hanswurst I'll have to be on my guard with you.

Hinze Why did you squeeze my hand so hard? To hell with your pretentious manners!

Hanswurst Why, you scratch like a cat!

Hinze laughs mischievously.

King But what's wrong with the world today? Why does one no longer engage in intelligent conversation at the dinner-table? I cannot enjoy a bite unless my mind has some nourishment too. Court scholar, have you decided to play the Court fool today?

Leander eating May it please your majesty

King How far is the Sun from the Earth?

Leander Two hundred thousand and seventy-five miles and a quarter, assuming fifteen miles to one degree.

King And the circumference of the circle within which the planets taken together revolve?

Leander If we tally the distances each planet covers individually, the sum-total works out at a little more than a billion miles.

King A billion! People sometimes express their amazement by saying, Ei, der Tausend! But now we even have billions! There's nothing in the world I like better than to hear of such large numbers millions, trillions  that gives one something to think about. Upon my soul, that's quite a lot, a thousand million, more or less.

Leander As the numbers increase, so human intelligence expands.

King But tell me, approximately how large is the circumference of the entire Universe, including the fixed stars, galaxies, nebulae, and all the other rubbish?

Leander That number cannot be expressed at all.

King threatening him with his scepter But you shall express it, or else

Leander Well, if we consider a million as one, then approximately ten times a hundred thousand trillion units, each unit representing one million miles.

King Just think, children! Would you ever have believed that this little universe of ours could be so immense? Oh, but how that exercises the mind!

Hanswurst Your majesty, it is surely a very strange immensity that has in it even less food for thought than for one's stomach; it seems to me that this bowl of rice here is far more immense.

King How is that, fool?

Hanswurst Even with such huge of numbers one can think of nothing whatsoever; for in the end the highest number always becomes the smallest. Just think of all the numbers that are possible. Why, one can scarcely count up to five without losing one's bearings.

King I say, there's some truth in that. This fool has some wit after all. Say, Scholar, how many numbers are there, then?

Leander An infinite number.

King Just tell me quickly: what's the highest number?

Leander There is no highest number, because to the highest you can always add something higher; human intelligence knows no bounds in such matters.

King It really is a remarkable thing, the human mind.

Hinze You must be fed up playing the fool here.

Hanswurst It's impossible to come up with anything novel; there are too many working in this profession.

King And you also maintain that the Earth is continuously spinning round and round, now one way, now another, like a drunk?

Leander It's not exactly like that; it's more like a rolling motion.

King And it is, in your opinion, a sphere?

Leander Exactly, so that there are people living on this world whose feet are pointing upwards towards our feet they are our Antipodes, just as we in our turn are their Antipodes.

King We? Including me?

Leander Absolutely!

King But I won't stand for it! Do you really think that I am going to demean myself in such a manner? You, Sir, and your ilk can be Antipodes as much as you like; but I consider myself too good to be another man's Antipode, even if he were the Grand Mogul himself. You probably think that, because I sometimes condescend to debate with you, I must be willing to put up with anything. Yes, yes, I see it now: he that makes himself a sheep shall be eaten by the wolf. Give these scholars an inch, and they will walk all over you; according to their systems, everything must be mixed together higgledy-piggledy, like cabbage and beets; they even have the impudence to cast their rulers beneath the soles of these Antipodes. Well, let such a thing never happen again!

Leander As your majesty commands.

King But let us not dwell on the subject without hearing both sides of the argument: bring me my microscope instanter!

Exit Leander.

King I must tell you, gentlemen, that I like to peer at small things as a devotional exercise; it is actually edifying to do so; it uplifts my heart when I see how gargantuan a worm appears when magnified, how strangely constructed maggots and flies are, and how in all their glory they can even compete with a king.

Leander returns.

King Give it here! Has anyone a gnat that we can observe? Or a worm? Anything at all.

Hanswurst Typical! When you don't want such things, they're always around: but now that they're needed for educational purposes, they're nowhere to be found! But, your majesty, I humbly propose that we observe one of those strange whiskers of the foreign hunter. That would surely be well worth the trouble.

King An excellent idea! See, our fool is on song today. But to spare the hunter unnecessary embarrassment, the best-looking hair should be plucked by just two chamberlains. Everyone else turn around!

Hinze to the chamberlains Surely such an operations would be an infringement of international law.

They pluck out the hair.

Hinze Ow! Miaow! Miaow! Prrrst!

King Listen. He's mewing just like a cat!

Hanswurst Oh yes, and he also purred like a cat; he seems to be an altogether remarkable entity.

King looking through the lens I say! How extraordinarily wonderful! There is not a scratch to be seen on it, not the slightest flaw; it's perfectly smooth. Yes, the English factories could make something like this for me someday. Ay, of course! That's where the hunter has come by his precious whiskers!

Hanswurst They are a work of nature, my lord. And this strange fellow also possesses another natural curiosity, one which is surely as entertaining as it is thought-provoking. I noticed just now, when the roast was being brought in and the pleasant odor was wafting through the whole room, that a certain organ was set in motion inside his body; as it purred merrily in rising and falling scales, he shut his eyes in delight and his nose began to twitch in a lively fashion. I touched him at the time, and a strange tremolo could be felt all over his body from head to toe.

King Is it possible? Come over here. Approach me, huntsman.

Hinze I won't forget this lunch in a hurry!

Hanswurst Come, noble friend. As he is conducting him to the king You're not going to scratch me again, are you?

King Here, come forward. Let's see.

He puts his ear to Hinze

King I can't hear anything; it's as quiet as a mouse in there.

Hanswurst It stopped when his hair was pulled out; it seems he only grinds this organ when he's happy. Think of something pleasant, Mr Hunter, imagine something charming; otherwise we will think it is just out of spite that you refuse to grind your little organ for us.

King Hold some of the roast in front of his nose. Like so. Look, huntsman, what have we here? Well? I'll try stroking his head and ears at the same time: hopefully this display of favor will operate his organ of satisfaction. Right! Listen! Can you hear that, people? It's purring, up and down, up and down, in such pretty roulades. I can feel the vibrations in his entire body. Hm! Hm! How very strange! I wonder how such a person must be constructed on the inside! Is it some sort of cylinder that rotates, or is it arranged like the mechanism of a piano? And how does the damping apparatus work, that can cut off the vibrations in an instant? Tell me, huntsman: I respect you and I'm kindly disposed towards you, but have you perhaps a cousin or a distant relative of little account, someone who wouldn't be missed if, say, one were to dissect them a little just to see how this machinery works, you understand?

Hinze No, your majesty, I am the only one of my species.

King What a pity! Court scholar, consider how this person might be constructed internally, and present your findings to us in the Academy.

Hanswurst Come on, huntsman. Let's sit down and finish our meal.

Hinze I see I must be friends with you.

Leander It will be my honour, my lord; I already have a hypothesis in mind which I believe is highly probable. To wit, it is my conjecture that the hunter is a natural ventriloquist, who has probably been accustomed at an early age through rigorous training to shut up his feelings of delight and joy inside him; but because his vigorous nature is too powerful, it has created there in the viscera themselves an outlet for his joy, and so formed this internal language of his that we now marvel at as a strange phenomenon.

King That sounds plausible!

Leander And that's why it now sounds more like restrained anger than an expression of pleasure. By its nature, joy soars upwards, opens the mouth wide and speaks using the most open of the vowels, preferably A, E or I, as one can observe in all of creation, for example among children, sheep, donkeys, bulls and drunks; but because his tyrannical parents and guardians did not allow him to make any loud noises, he was compelled to grumble inwardly, using only the vowels O and U; when considered in this light, the phenomenon ceases to appear miraculous, and for these reasons I do not think that he possesses a cylinder or an organ in his abdomen.

Hanswurst If only Dr Leander were forbidden to philosophize aloud, and were compelled to give utterance to his most profound thoughts deep down inside his body rather than upstairs in his mouth, I wonder what sort of a rattle would be set up in his belly?

Leander Your fool, my king, is incapable of understanding rational thoughts; on the whole I am surprised that your majesty is still amused by his insipid ideas. He should be sent packing at once: his continued presence is only bringing your taste into bad repute.

King throws his sceptre at Leander's head Smart Aleck! How dare you, sir! A satanic spirit of rebellion seems to have possessed you today. The fool pleases me, me, his king, and if I like him, how dare you say that he has no taste? You are the court scholar and he the court jester; each of you receives the same salary; the only difference is that he is dining at the little table with the foreign hunter. The jester plays the fool as we dine, while you entertain us with intelligent conversation; both of you are employed merely to while away the time and make our food taste more palatable: where, then, lies the great difference? Furthermore, it does a man like me good to see a fool who is more stupid than myself, who does not possess the gifts I have, who is not as well educated as I; why, then, one feels greater oneself and is grateful to heaven. For this reason alone I find the company of a simpleton quite pleasant. If, however, you say that the fool is ignorant in matters of religion and philosophy, and that his mind wanders astray too much, can you yourself (since the foolish man is surely your next of kin) not sit down with him in a friendly manner and say to him lovingly: Look here, my dear, this is so, and that is so, and you have this all backwards, but I will lovingly show you the light. And then give him a thorough grounding in logic, metaphysics and hydrostatics, so that he conquers his ignorance and turns over a new leaf. That is how one who wishes to be taken for a philosopher would act.

serves the rabbit and leaves.

King Ah, the rabbit! I don't know I suppose the other gentlemen do not care for it?

All bow.

King Well, then, with your permission, I will keep it all for myself.

He eats.

Princess It seems to me the king is making faces as though he were having another of his attacks.

King rising, in a rage This rabbit is burned! O all you host of heaven! O Earth! What else? And shall I couple hell?

Princess Father!

King Who is that? By what misunderstanding has this stranger 'Mongst people lost his way? His eyes are dry!

All arise full of concern, Hanswurst runs back and forth busily, Hinze remains seated and eats surreptitiously.

King Deliver up to me the dead. I must Have him again!

Princess Quickly, someone fetch the pacifier.

King May the hosts of Hell rejoice when my Cook Philip is burned at the stake, the ungrateful wretch!

Princess What's keeping the musician!

King The dead return no more. Who dare affirm That I am happy? Oh! had he died for me! I loved him, too, and much.

The pacifier enters with a glockenspiel, which he immediately begins to play.

King What is the matter with me? weeping Ah! I have had another attack. Get this rabbit out of my sight.

He lays his head on the table, and sobs sorrowfully.

A Courtier His majesty is greatly afflicted.

The spectators in the pit begin to stamp and whistle violently; they cough and hiss; the spectators in the gallery laugh; the king gets up, arranges his cloak and with great majesty takes his seat on the throne with his sceptre. It is all in vain, however; the noise gets louder and louder; none of the actors stays in character; a terrible pause on the stage. Hinze has climbed up a column.

Aghast, appears on the stage.

Playwright Gentlemen honored members of the audience  just a few words!

Spectators in the Pit Silence!! Silence! The fool wishes to speak!

Playwright For heaven's sake, don't disgrace me like this; the act is almost over. Look, the king has even regained his composure; why can't you take a leaf out of his book? This great soul has surely more reason than you to be beside himself.

Fischer More than us?

Wiesener to his neighbor But why you are stamping? The two of us were enjoying the play, weren't we?

Wiesener's Neighbor You're absolutely right I guess, because they're all doing it.

He claps for all he's worth.

Playwright A few of the hecklers are still on my side. For pity's sake, please give my poor play a chance; a rogue always gives more than he has; it will all be over soon. I'm so confused and upset that I can't think of anything else to say.

Spectators We're not listening! We don't care what you have to say!

Playwright He drags the pacifier forward angrily The king has calmed down, now calm this raging torrent too, if you can!

Beside himself, he rushes off.

plays his bells, the stamping keeps time with his music; he beckons; and appear and dance affectionately around him, ; an eagle sits on Hinze's head, who is terrified, two  and two  also dance.

Ballet and singing.

The Quadrupeds That sounds glorious

The Birds That sounds beautiful

All the Animals in Chorus Never before have I heard or seen the like!

After this, all present dance an artful quadrille; the king and his courtiers are conducted into the centre, including Hinze and Hanswurst. Everyone applauds and laughs. The spectators in pit stand up to get a better view; several hats fall down from the gallery.

Pacifier singing during the ballet, while the spectators show their delight

The curtain falls; everyone cheers and applauds; the ballet can still be heard for a short while.

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Once on a time a dove had built Her nest near where a magpie dwelt. It must be own'd the neighborhood Could not be reckon'd very good. But that is neither here nor there; We simply state things as they were. In the dwelling of the dove.


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MILLER, Ferdinand von, German bronze founder: b. Fürstenfeldbruck, 18 Oct. 1813; d. Munich, 11 Feb. 1887. He studied at the Munich Academy, and under his uncle Stiglmayer, as well 39 under Soyer in Paris. He

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MILLER, Ferdinand,, German sculptor and bronze founder: b. Munich, 8 June 1842. He studied under his father, Ferdinand von Miller (q.v.), and afterward in London, Paris, Berlin, Dresden and Munich. He later traveled in Italy; served in the Franco-Prussian War in 1870-71, with rank of lieutenant; and afterward traveled in the United States. He became a director of the Bavarian Academy of Fine Arts in 1900, and received the title of baron in 1912. His work is well represented in the United States and includes the figure of a soldier for the Soldier's Monument at Charleston; statues of Shakespeare, Columbus and Humbolt at Saint Louis, and the statuary for a magnificent fountain at Cincinnati. He also executed the equestrian statue of Emperor William I, at Metz, and others of King Ludwig I, Prince-Regent Leopold, Prince Friederich-Karl, etc.


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MILLER, Florence Fenwick, English doctor, lecturer and author: b. 5 Nov. 1854. She entered the Ladies' Medical College, London, in 1871; gained a wide practice and did much charity work; was thrice a member of the London school board; and is a prominent advocate of women's suffrage. She married Frederick A. Ford in 1877, but kept her maiden name. She wrote ‘The House of Life’ (1879): ‘Physiology for Schools’ (1880); ‘Atlas of Anatomy’ (1880); ‘Readings in Social Economy’ (1833); ‘Life of Harriet Martineau’ (1884); and ‘In Ladies' Company’ (1892).


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48 But two young geese in mud-holes bred, Quawk'd out their comments in these words:— "Do see," said one, "that leg of his! And what an ugly foot that is!" "And what a voice!" the other cried, "Enough to make the scritch-owl hide." So pleas'd were they with their own wit, They went into a laughing fit. When of a sudden up there came A diver from the depths below. "Messieurs!" said he, "though you may blame The bird for faults that we all know, Yet is your voice than his more sweet, Or have you any better feet, That you should venture thus to quiz? And as for plumage, let me say, You never yet will see the day, When yours will equal his."

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50 Plac'd in a closet in a row, They make a most delightful show, He counts and counts them o'er and o'er, Then double-locks and bolts the door, Yet oft returns to view his store.

But sad indeed this miser's lot, For even miser's apples rot; He sighing eats the ones that perish, But still persists the sound to cherish.

His son, a school-boy, on half fare, Discover'd where the apples were; He got the keys, and with two friends, For his short fare soon made amends.

The miser came and stood dismayed To see the havoc they had made, He loud exclaim'd as if undone, "Give back my apples every one, Or I'll hang ev'ry mother's son!"

"Be quiet, father," said the boy, "We are all decent fellows here; So be appeas'd and do not fear; We would not in the least annoy: We leave the bad ones for your sake, 'Tis only sound ones that we take."

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 , J., concurring court concluded, “indicates that there is no genuine issue of material fact as to noninfringing use.” Ibid. The appeals court pointed to the band Wilco, which made one of its albums available for free downloading, to other recording artists who may have authorized free distribution of their music through the Internet, and to public domain literary works and films available through Grokster’s and StreamCast’s software. Ibid. Although it acknowledged MGM’s assertion that “the vast majority of the software use is for copyright infringement,” the court concluded that Grokster’s and StreamCast’s proffered evidence met Sony’s requirement that “a product need only be capable of substantial noninfringing uses.” 380 F.3d, at 1162.

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58 To love and please was all my thought; But what delusion it has brought! I still love on, just as before, But then I'm lov'd in turn no more."

"I'm not so badly off as you," The linnet said; "for though 'tis true I'm growing old, with loss of voice, Yet still in music I rejoice, And when with her wild magic trills The nightingale the forest fills, Beguiling all the weary night, Her sweet song fills me with delight."

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main argument of the following work was first drawn out in the form of six lectures "On the Principles of Linguistic Science," delivered at the Smithsonian Institution, in Washington, during the month of March, 1864. Of these, a brief abstract was printed in the Annual Report of the Institution published in the same year. In the following winter (December, 1864, and January, 1865) they were again delivered as one of the regular courses before the Lowell Institute, in Boston, having been expanded into a series of twelve lectures. They are now laid before a wider public, essentially in their form as there presented. But they have been in the mean time carefully rewritten, and have suffered a not inconsiderable further expansion, as the removal of the enforced Procrustean limit, of sixty minutes to a lecture, has given opportunity to discuss with greater fulness important points in the general argument which had before come off with insufficient treatment. The chief matter of theory upon which my opinion has undergone any noteworthy modification is the part to be attributed to the onomatopoetic principle in the first steps of language-making (see the eleventh lecture). To this principle, at each revision

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Rh "To waste your time in such a way; The greatest pleasure for a maid Is to have lovers ev'ry day: What song can e'er impart the bliss The lover feels from one sweet kiss?" To this the linnet warbl'd low:— "I could not venture to compare One with the other; but I know How great the charms of music are:            If these I have, No other pleasure do I crave." At this discourse, the dove in spite Bade her adieu, and took to flight.

Years pass'd, ten long and weary years, With all their checker'd hopes and fears, When one fine day in spring the twain Met in the same old grove again. Great was the change they'd undergone, And long they stood and gaz'd,            As if amaz'd At looks so alter'd and forlorn.

At length the linnet silence broke, And thus politely spoke:— "Good morning, friend! How do you do? And how are all those lovers too?" "Ah! never mention them, my dear: For I have lost them all, I fear: Friends, lovers, youth, and pleasures—yea, Everything has pass'd away.

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text: Harvard Law Review/Volume 1/Issue 7

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70 was because he felt that his military honor would be stained if he attempted to hide under the cover of neutral ships, and he preferred to fight against hopeless odds rather than accept such an alternative.

Such is the story of the beginning of hostilities in Korea, as I learned it from persons who are familiar with the facts. If into some of the trivial details error has crept, it is due to the inevitable variation of people's memories and impressions. But as to the fundamental facts, there is practically no difference of opinion. I asked at least fifty persons in Korea, who by nationality and position are presumably neutral and unprejudiced, the question: "Did the Japanese before the war interfere with telegraphic communication with the outside world? "Not a single person answered in the negative. I also asked them: "Do you believe that the Japanese stopped telegrams from the Russian Government to Mr. Pavloff"? Every person answered emphatically in the affirmative. I admit that I did not put this question to any Japanese or Russians.

It could not be expected that even in the excitement attending the beginning of hostilities such an incident would pass without international comment. The Russian Government, as soon as it could communicate with its representatives who were affected, issued a statement to the world. To this the Japanese Government replied, which was followed by a rejoinder from Russia. These documents formulate the official points of view, and should be permitted to speak for themselves.

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vi of my views, I have been led to assign a higher and higher efficiency, partly by the natural effect of a deeper study and clearer appreciation of the necessary conditions of the case, partly under the influence of valuable works upon the subject, recently issued. In the general style of presentation I have not thought it worth while to make any change—not even to cast out those recapitulations and repetitions which are well-nigh indispensable in a course of lectures meant for oral delivery, though they may and should be avoided in a work intended from the outset for continuous reading and study.

More than one of the topics here treated have been from time to time worked up separately, as communications to the American Oriental Society, and are concisely reported in its Proceedings; also, within no long time past, I have furnished, by request, to one or two of our leading literary periodicals, papers upon special themes in linguistic science which were, to no small extent, virtual extracts from this work.

The principal facts upon which my reasonings are founded have been for some time past the commonplaces of comparative philology, and it was needless to refer for them to any particular authorities: where I have consciously taken results recently won by an individual, and to be regarded as his property, I have been careful to acknowledge it. It is, however, my duty and my pleasure here to confess my special obligations to those eminent masters in linguistic science, Professors Heinrich Steinthal of Berlin and August Schleicher of Jena, whose works