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66 had been resorted to by herself and Charlie in order to communicate any intelligence, as they had of late visited each other less frequently. This was done by using a black board, on which was written with chalk a few words; the board was then placed beneath the uplifted window, and by the aid of an eye-glass the messages could be read. Bella, on this evening, opened her window, and introduced the board, with the words "Come over" written upon it; but, alas! she received no answer to her invitation. The opposite window remained closed, and even Donald Munro failed to play his accustomed round of pibroch on the lawn. Heavy gusts of wind came from the direction of Ben MorMòr [sic], raising clouds of spray on the head of Lochlinn, as if nature herself was wrath at the prospect of losing the flower of Kinlochlinn.

The despairing girl stood at her post until darkness reminded her of her duty. She then went to serve her father with his usual evening beverage. As misfortune would have it, Charlie Stuart and Donald had gone for a sail that day to the islets of Lochlinn, and before they returned a gale of wind blew out of the loch, which prevented their reaching home before dark. Charlie was greatly disappointed at not having his usual telegraphic communication with Bella. He, however, resolved upon being early at his post the next morning.

When the appointed time arrived he took his station at the window, but was surprised at seeing no signs of response to his inquiries. He commanded Donald to play his pibroch, and, as an additional favor, to play the now popular air, "Prince Charlie Salute;" but, alas! this failed, and, to his amazement, he now saw that the window was covered inside with blinds. A terrible suspicion seized him. Fearing that Bella was indisposed, he sent Donald to ascertain the truth.

Mr. Stuart and his son were at breakfast when Donald returned. Charlie, during the meal, had not taken anything, nor did he even give a correct answer to his father's inquiries.

Donald, on his return, entered the room with a mournful countenance, and handed Mr. Stuart a letter,

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Rh who, having perused it with surprise, handed it to Charlie, saying, "What can you make of that?" Charlie perused it mechanically, when the following lines met his anxious gaze.

Father and son gazed on each other, each looking for an explanation in the other's countenance. Charlie had for some time expected his Lordship's restrictions; but, how could he account for his neighbour's coolness, and the unmistakable tone of his note. Leaving without even a hint to those to whom he had always made known his intended movements, if only leaving for a short journey.

And Bella? What could he think of her? Was she also influenced by the same ambition as her father? Leaving without even a word or note for him. Yes, he thought, Lord Lundy had accomplished his purpose; the worldly McKay and his beautiful daughter were allured by the wealth and grandeur of nobility. What a blow to his hopes! the only being he loved was now to become the bride of his most inveterate enemy. His father, who perceived his changing countenance, read the struggle which was taking place in his noble heart, remarked mournfully, "I fear our neighbour has been allured by the display and grandeur of the wealthy Saxon; I expected as much when our rightful chief had unfortunately, lost his inheritance! Our name is doomed to be removed from its former exalted position and eventually take its place among inferior clans! Fate is against us, and our dearest friends are daily deserting us."

His father's touching remarks added to the distress of his mind; the world was nothing to him now, when his dear Bella was almost in the power of his hated rival without the aid of his own protection: but what! if she had become a passive auxiliary to her father's ambition. Harassed by these thoughts, he sought an interview

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Works

 * Lindigo, the White Woman, or, The highland girl's captivity among the Australian blacks, 1866
 * Harry Bloomfield, or, The adventures of an early Australian squatter, 1888

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It is interesting to note that the Urantia Book refers to the local universe named Avalon which is one of the neighboring universe to Nebadon.The other nearby local universes are named as Henselon, Sanselon, Portalon, Wolvering, Fanoving, and Alvoring.(The Urantia Book 32:2.12) Earth or Urantia is one of the 3.8 Million odd planets of Nebadon where intelligent life exists.

The Urantia Book in Paper 66 para 2.7 mentions about a team of highly skilled volunteer commission visiting earth for the purpose of transplanting life plasm on a group of special corps of extra terrestrial origin so that they can adapt to work on earth as guides to the evolving human beings of earth, some 2 million years ago.

From the revealed knowledge that is presented in the Urantia Book, it appears that the local universe of Avalon is much more advanced than Earth's own local universe, namely, Nebadon in matters relating to material life and material sciences.

The legends of Avalon that we have could perhaps have some connection with this and need further research.


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Rh profit which self-government would, as they think, confer upon them. Patriotic leaders spring up from time to time, men who are gifted with the power of speaking in public, but who have greater talents for political disturbance than for governing any country to its satisfaction; whose love of self is far stronger than their love of peace; and they fan into a flame the fierce anger and ambition of the multitude. They take delight in making small things appear great, in deceiving their hearers by misrepresentations, bitter words, and ferocious threats and gesticulations. The populace are ravished with their talk; they are heroes and demigods. If we listen to these men, we are told that the justice and innocence are all on their side, while the barbarous tyranny and cruel injustice are all on the side of their enemies, as they deem the English people. While admitting that Ireland has been treated with great severity in the past, I must confess that she brought much of her trouble on herself. Cannot something be done to secure peace?'

'Unquestionably,' said the Doctor; 'I remember that in my time there was a rebellion. Ireland was always in hot water and giving trouble then. Cromwell made the disturbers respect his military talents.'

'All this is old news to you, sir; some men are always giving trouble; nothing but the wholesome discipline of the army or navy will keep them in order. My unruly countrymen—alas! that I should say so—are hated and despised all the world over, and are called in derision "Pestilent Irish." And is it any wonder? According to my belief, the British Islands were intended, by Him who formed them, to be one united nation, great and powerful in our little world; able to make itself respected, and to insist on peace to the farthest parts of the earth; and having been united as one for centuries, what reasonable man can have patience with those unprincipled orators who drive a


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140 profitable trade by stirring up the most savage passions of the human heart?'

The Doctor groaned in acquiescence.

'I have spoken of the national, or patriotic, party, boiling over with hatred of England. There is another party, numbering about two millions, certainly the better informed and more peacefully inclined party, which is loyal to the Crown, and in favour of the closest union with England. It is bitterly opposed to Home Rule, which means throwing the governing and taxing power into the hands of the majority, no matter of what disloyal and discordant elements it may be composed.'

Here I was alarmed to see a wonderful change coming over my auditor. He began to fidget uneasily in his chair, stare wildly about him, shuffle with his feet, and betray by other signs of disquietude his consciousness that a formidable and unwelcome presence had intruded itself upon us, Then he suddenly started up, and walked hastily into his hospital. At the same moment the lamp on the table emitted a blue light, and a suffocating odour diffused itself through the apartment. I looked round me in terror, and distinctly saw, in my mind's eye, the Demon's fiendish balloon driver, Obeltub, scowling, and shaking his fist at me from a corner of the room. I immediately retreated into my own cell, and took refuge in my bed, where, happily, my spiritual enemies left me in peace; but, as I closed my in sleep, I heard a wild, sardonic laugh ringing through the vaulted chambers.


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now give some more careful details respecting the underground city which it was my good or evil fortune to visit in company with the Demon. My readers may wish to know how the inhabitants got there, for the balloon, notwithstanding its monstrous size, was only provided with four comfortable seats. What, I may be asked, did their food consist of, and how and where did they procure it? How did horses, and other creatures, get there, and how were they fed? Where and how was the gas, which was in constant consumption, manufactured? Where did they get wood to make their furniture? How make their carriages, their cannon? Who supplied them with gunpowder, and the necessary materials for their mysterious existence?

Once for all, in answer to these questions, I must reply that I cannot tell. My adventure seemed to me so like a hideous dream, with a bright gleam of moral sunshine in it here and there, that it did not occur to me to gather all the information which I ought to have collected. It must be remembered that my visit was a very short one, and more than half of it was spent on a bed of sickness.

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142 food was a kind of porridge, and seemed to have been dug out of the earth. A very small quantity was sufficient at each meal. No drink, except for the hospital patients, was required; but great princesses, like Bellagranda and Cleopatra, had wine like blood. In Doré's Milton there is an illustration of the lines:

which represents an innumerable host of the armed inhabitants of hell assembling to the sound of trumpets. While looking on splendid masterpieces of art like that, we do not pause to inquire where all the beautiful horses on which the demons are mounted came from, or where they got their dresses, arms, and accoutrements. So I hope my readers will not be hypercritical. I try to describe the scenes that met my view as simply as possible. Of nearly all the mysterious matters connected with the gloomy pit I am entirely ignorant.

There were no children in this place, and the city seemed sad and desolate without them. I questioned Florian as to the number and quality of the patients in the hospital; but he shook his head, and looked round him with a peculiar smile, intimating that he was forbidden to speak. I myself stood too much in awe of the Doctor to question him on that or any other subject, although he had answered some of my inquiries without getting into a rage. He was evidently possessed of some wonderful powers, for he had threatened to turn his faithful servant into a dancing goat. Could he really do so? and if so, how did he come by his power? If he were the Demon's minister, or colleague, he certainly knew how to play the part of a finished hypocrite, He was either a friend to me, and an enemy to the Demon, or the converse. If my enemy, what object had he


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The Encyclopedia Americana (1920)/Fuller, Andrew

FULLER, Andrew, an English Baptist clergyman and theologian: b. Wicken, Cambridgeshire, 6 Feb. 1754; d. Kettering, 7 May 1815. He was largely self-educated. He began preaching in 1774 and the next year became pastor at Soham. In 1782 he removed to Kettering where he labored for the rest of his life. Out of his “Monthly Concert,” a meeting for prayer for the conversion of the world, came the Baptist Missionary Society which sent forth William Carey. Mr. Fuller was secretary of the Society from its beginning until his death. He was the author of several theological works. The principal ones are ‘The Catholic and Socinian Systems Compared’ (1793); ‘The Gospel; Its Own Witness’ (1800); ‘Strictures on Sandemanianism’ (1809); ‘Letters on Communion’ (1815). His works were published in 5 vols., London 1831, and a more complete edition in 3 vols., Philadelphia.


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Rh in view by pretending to be my friend? If his enemy, how was it that the powerful potentate did not find him out, and punish him accordingly? His power was inferior to that of his master, for he could not effect his own release, and return to the earth. He had no jurisdiction over the lightning balloon. There were diseases among the people which he could not cure. His power appeared to me to be a check upon, or a counterpoise to, that of the Demon, but why should the latter permit this? These were tangled webs, which I could not and did not try to unravel.

Another web, as distracting as that of Penelope, remains behind. The Doctor had asked me what mysterious influence bound me to him. And I now asked myself what extraordinary combination of circumstances was binding him to me. I found myself loving and respecting him more than I had ever loved or respected any man on earth, except two or three very near relatives. If he were in reality a hypocrite and a villain, I could not be drawn to him in this remarkable manner. He was certainly true and honourable, and had a noble and generous mind, although doubtless afflicted with various eccentricities. My astonishing dream had touched him most keenly, and opened up a chapter of his secret history, and I burned with a longing desire to know more about him and his beautiful Helen, but felt that it would be great insolence on my part to ask him to tell me what, possibly, he might have good reasons for concealing.

It was most surprising, too, that he should have seen in his visions the same amber-coloured star that I had seen, and that it had been named to him also as the Star of Victory. What could this mean, and what did it portend? The star and Helen appearing to us both; I sailing with her in her little boat, and walking by her side in her magnificent garden; he coming forth from the grand


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144 mansion, fresh and young and in shining garments! And now the possible answer flashed upon me. Did it mean that it was to be my glorious privilege to help him to make his escape from this dreadful den? Was it probable that I a poor weak creature who could not save himself, could assist him to outwit the crafty being who held him in durance! Oh, if I could only help him in the smallest possible way, so that with my help he could fly to the ever-open arms of Him who alone can save, I should be happy—happy for evermore!

My preserver came in for the evening while I was absorbed in these meditations. He seemed tired and woebegone as he sat down, and lit his pipe in silence. I sat in deferential silence, too, stealing a furtive glance at him now and again, wondering if it could be really true that a man of his appearance had been actually born before King Charles the First was beheaded! He did not remain silent long, but, after emitting about a dozen whiffs of smoke, which seemed to cheer him up wonderfully, abruptly addressed me thus:

'You are getting on famously, Ubertus: in four days the Demon will be here, and you must be ready; you will be well enough to go up with him then. I fear that we must then part for ever. During our short acquaintance I have learned to regard you as a friend; I might say to love you as a son, or a brother. I shall be glad on your account when you are gone, sorry enough on my own, if I shall be left behind.'

My eyes filled with tears. 'Is there no probability of your being able to come with us, Doctor?' I asked.

'Scarcely any,' he replied. 'If the Demon should take an obstinate fit it will be impossible to move him. He is jealous and suspicious of me, and he fears my power. He thinks that I have some portion of a Spirit within me


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Rh which is superior to his, and I think he is right. To go no further than your fascinating friend Bellagranda, he, whom she acknowledges to be her "dear papa," cannot control her when she gets into her tantrums, but is obliged to apply to me for assistance. She is powerful, too, and would fly out on the earth with all her dogs, as an innumerable army of fiery serpents, were it not for my spells and physic. It shows you what evolution is. There is hardly a limit to the power and perfection to which we may arrive in the fulness of time. Seeing that our power is divided—he monarch of the upper world, and prince of the power of the air, and I his physician and supreme elder here in his absence—he thinks that his affairs would go to ruin if I made my escape, which he knows I am longing to do. He will not take me up. Every time he goes himself he has the balloon searched, lest I should be there in the shape of a bird or a mouse. He is pleased to set a very high value upon me and my services, and has told me several times that he would sooner lose a million of his ordinary subjects than his great and clever Director-General. Of course he is a gross flatterer, and a liar and deceiver to the back-bone; but we must not speak of him; he may astonish us when we least expect it. What kind of people have you in your world now?'

'I should think they are nearly the same kind of people as you had in yours, sir, in the days of Cromwell and Charles the Second. We are changed, of course—improved, if you will allow it; our minds expanded by a wider sphere of knowledge, and perhaps made wiser, though that is doubtful, by the additional experience of two hundred years. Our outward manners may be more refined, our habits more pacific, and our vices less prominent than they were; but men are still, and I suppose always will be, subservient to their ruling passions. If all men lived to be a hundred


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146 years old, two-thirds of them would not live long enough to learn sense and gentlemanly manners. We have good men, men of sterling worth, who abound in charity and benevolence. We have good and upright clergymen who do their duty faithfully. We have hospitals and asylums, where noble-minded men and women minister to the necessities of the sick, and the wounded in battle. What more can I say?

'A great deal more; what is your own history?'

I gave him a résumé of my own history, of my early follies, my great calamities, all my serious troubles, and my wonderful escapes from terrible injuries or death. I told him that I had cause to thank God every waking hour for renewed and undeserved mercies, especially for being saved from mental blindness, debauchery, and dishonour, and the degradation of being a mere money-making machine.

'What place does England hold now among the nations?'

'A greater place than ever. She is greater than all other nations in civilization, and in physical power. All other nations seem to be a compound of hatred and evil passions, with many noble individual exceptions. England alone (though I might also say the United States of America) is calm and free, willing to be friendly with all other nations. She rules over a world-wide empire. Oh that she might remain united, contented, and happy! There sits a Queen on the throne of England whom all her subjects adore, and she has some three or four hundred millions of them. We have great and wonderful men, great in politics, law, science, medicine, and divinity. We have men and women, sir, who are famous authors, poets, historians, novelists, writers on subject you can think of. I could tell you of our generals and admirals, who have fought and conquered the enemies of their country since you were taken from the


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FULLER, Henry Blake, American author: b. Chicago, Ill., 9 Jan. 1857. He entered literature with "The Chevalier of Pensieri-Vani" (1891), and "The Châtelaine of La Trinité" (1892). He next wrote "The Cliff-Dwellers" (1892), and "With the Procession" (1895), novels of Chicago life; "The Puppet-Booth" (1896), dramatic sketches; "From the Other Side" (1898), short stories; "The Last Refuge" (1900); "Under the Skylights" (1901); "Waldo Trench and Others" (1908).


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FULLER, (1857—). An American novelist and story-writer, born in Chicago. His first story, The Chevalier of Pensieri-Vani, was published anonymously, won favor in the eyes of Professors Norton and Lowell, and, on its republication (1892), became popular. In the same year appeared The Chatelaine of La Trinité. Both were remotely romantic. The Cliff Dwellers (1893) was an essay in relentless realism. This picture of Chicago life was followed by another, With the Procession (1895), kindlier in touch, with humor playing over its seriousness, and Sicilian Romance (1900). He has also written twelve one-act plays collected in The Puppet Booth.


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 CRUISERS

our mother the Frigate, bepainted and fine,

Made play for her bully the Ship of the Line;

So we, her bold daughters by iron and fire,

Accost and decoy to our masters' desire.

Now pray you consider what toils we endure,

Night-walking wet sea-lanes, a guard and a lure;

Since half of our trade is that same pretty sort

As mettlesome wenches do practise in port.

For this is our office: to spy and make room,

As hiding yet guiding the foe to their doom;

Surrounding, confounding, to bait and betray

And tempt them to battle the seas' width away.

The pot-bellied merchant foreboding no wrong

With headlight and sidelight he lieth along,

Till, lightless and lightfoot and lurking, leap we

To force him discover his business by sea.

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172 “I am of age, you see,” said Lettie.

“It is a beauty, isn’t it. Let me try it on, will you? Yes, I’ve never had a ring. There, it won’t go over my knuckle—no—I thought not. Aren’t my hands red?—it’s the cold—yes, it’s too small for me. I do like it.”

George sat watching the play of the four hands in his sister’s lap, two hands moving so white and fascinating in the twilight, the other two rather red, with rather large bones, looking so nervous, almost hysterical. The ring played between the four hands, giving an occasional flash from the twilight or candlelight.

“You must congratulate me,” she said, in a very low voice, and two of us knew she spoke to him.

“As, yes,” said Emily, “I do.”

“And you?” she said, turning to him who was silent.

“What do you want me to say?” he asked.

“Say what you like.”

“Sometime, when I’ve thought about it.”

“Cold dinners!” laughed Lettie, awaking Alice’s old sarcasm at his slowness.

“What?” he exclaimed, looking up suddenly at her taunt. She knew she was playing false; she put the ring on her finger and went across the room to Leslie, laying her arm over his shoulder, and leaning her head against him, murmuring softly to him. He, poor fellow, was delighted with her, for she did not display her fondness often.

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Rh the china and silver and the coloured dishes shone delightfully. We were all very gay and bright; who could be otherwise, seated round a well-laid table, with young company, and the snow outside. George felt awkward when he noticed his hands over the table, but for the rest, we enjoyed ourselves exceedingly.

The conversation veered inevitably to marriage.

“But what have you to say about it, Mr. Smith?”asked little Marie.

“Nothing yet,” replied he in his peculiar grating voice. “My marriage is in the unanalysed solution of the future—when I»ve done the analysis I’ll tell you.”

“But what do you think about it—?”

“Do you remember Lettie,” said Will Bancroft, “that little red-haired girl who was in our year at college? She has just married old Craven out of Physic’s department.”

“I wish her joy of it!” said Lettie ; “wasn’t she an old flame of yours?”

“Among the rest,” he replied smiling. “Don’t you remember you were one of them; you had your day.”

“What a joke that was!” exclaimed Lettie, “we used to go in the arboretum at dinner-time. You lasted half one autumn. Do you remember when we gave a concert, you and I, and Frank Wishaw, in the small lecture theatre?”

“When the Prinny was such an old buck, flattering you,” continued Will. “And that night Wishaw took you to the station—sent old Gettim for a cab and saw you in, large as life—never was such a thing


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174 before. Old Wishaw won you with that cab, didn’t he?”

“Oh, how I swelled!” cried Lettie. “There were you all at the top of the steps gazing with admiration! But Frank Wishaw was not a nice fellow, though he played the violin beautifully. I never liked his eyes——”

“No,” added Will. “He didn’t last long, did he?—though long enough to oust me. We had a giddy ripping time in Coll., didn’t we?”

“It was not bad,” said Lettie. “Rather foolish. I’m afraid I wasted my three years.”

“I think,” said Leslie, smiling, “you improved the shining hours to great purpose.”

It pleased him to think what a flirt she had been, since the flirting had been harmless, and only added to the glory of his final conquest. George felt very much left out during these reminiscences.

When we had finished tea, we adjourned to the drawing-room. It was in darkness, save for the fire light. The mistletoe had been discovered, and was being appreciated.

“Georgie, Sybil, Sybil, Georgie, come and kiss me,” cried Alice.

Will went forward to do her the honour. She ran to me, saying, “Get away, you fat fool—keep on your own preserves. Now Georgie dear, come and kiss me, ’cause you haven’t got nobody else but me, no y’ ave n’t. Do you want to run away, like Georgy-Porgy apple-pie? Shan’t cry, sure I shan’t, if you are ugly.”

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Rh softly, “You shan’t be so serious, old boy—buck up, there’s a good fellow.”

We lighted the lamp, and charades were proposed, Leslie and Lettie, Will and Madie and Alice went out to play. The first scene was an elopement to Gretna Green—with Alice a maid servant, a part that she played wonderfully well as a caricature. It was very noisy, and extremely funny. Leslie was in high spirits. It was remarkable to observe that, as he became more animated, more abundantly energetic, Lettie became quieter. The second scene, which they were playing as excited melodrama, she turned into small tragedy with her bitterness. They went out, and Lettie blew us kisses from the doorway.

“Doesn’t she act well?” exclaimed Marie, speaking to Tom.

“Quite realistic,” said he.

“She could always play a part well,” said mother.

“I should think,” said Emily, “she could take a rôle in life and play up to it.”

“I believe she could,” mother answered, “there would only be intervals when she would see herself in a mirror acting.”

“And what then?” said Marie.

“She would feel desperate, and wait till the fit passed off,” replied my mother, smiling significantly.

The players came in again. Lettie kept her part subordinate. Leslie played with brilliance; it was rather startling how he excelled. The applause was loud—but we could not guess the word. Then they laughed, and told us. We clamoured for more.


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68 with Donald, whom he thought would be able to throw some light on this extraordinary flitting, but he had too many distressing thoughts of his own to be able to attend to his young master's. Mary Grant was now thrown into the company of the gay and insinuating Brown, without his presence to remind her of her vows of constancy; London's attractions, he thought, would obliterate from her lively mind the rustic and simple customs of her Highland home and acquaintances.

The only information Charlie could obtain from the disconsolate Munro was, that the old housekeeper who gave him the note had told him that, the day before, her master, on coming from the Castle, held a private interview with his daughter, and that Bella and Mary Grant were busy preparing for a journey, and, by their tears, were evidently loath to leave; and, further, that Mr. M'Kay had ordered that no person was to leave the premises until after his departure, which took place at daylight that morning, leaving the note for Mr. Stuart, and saying that he should be absent for some time.

Charlie, as a last resource, sent Donald to the Post-Office to see whether any information could be procured there; but, alas! the only letters there were a few from his fellow-collegians, who were returning to the University, and one from his friend John Lom, which brought a smile to his countenance; and which, with the reader's permission, we will insert. It ran thus:—

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176 “Do go, dear,” said Lettie to Leslie, “and I will be helping to arrange the room for the dances. I want to watch you—I am rather tired—it is so exciting—Emily will take my place.”

They went. Marie and Tom, and Mother and I played bridge in one corner. Lettie said she wanted to show George some new pictures, and they bent over a portfolio for some time. Then she bade him help her to clear the room for the dances.

“Well, you have had time to think,” she said to him.

“A short time,” he replied. “What shall I say?”

“Tell me what you’ve been thinking.”

“Well—about you——” he answered, smiling foolishly.

“What about me?” she asked, venturesome.

“About you, how you were at college,” he replied.

“Oh! I had a good time. I had plenty of boys. I liked them all, till I found there was nothing in them; then they tired me.”

“Poor boys!” he said laughing. “Were they all alike?”

“All alike,” she replied, “and they are still.”

“Pity,” he said, smiling. “It’s hard lines on you.”

“Why?” she asked.

“It leaves you nobody to care for——” he replied.

“How very sarcastic you are. You make one reservation.”

“Do I?” he answered, smiling. “But you fire sharp into the air, and then say we’re all blank cartridges—except one, of course.”


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Every avenue which could have afforded Charlie Stuart amusement at his home was now closed; he therefore determined upon returning to the University, to resume his studies with renewed diligence, and drown his afflicting thoughts in the perusal of law books, a profession which his father wished him to follow, as the army held out no favourable prospects.

Charlie himself would have preferred the army, as his friend John Lom was about joining a regiment on his return to Edinburgh, but he had no influential patron to assist him; whereas one Mr. Forbes, an eminent lawyer, and friend of his father, promised to support him in that profession. He therefore took leave of his father, and his faithful servant, who, on this occasion, manifested more than ordinary sorrow at parting with his young master.

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FULLER, Melville Weston, eminent American jurist and one of the chief justices of the Supreme Court of the United States. He was borne in Augusta, me., 11 Feb. 1833; d. Sorrento, Me., 4 July 1910. He was graduated at Bowdoin College (A.M.) in 1853, and attended a course of lectures at the Harvard Law School (LL.D.), and was admitted to the bar in his native city in 1855. He began the practice of law, meanwhile becoming the associate editor of the Age, a Democratic newspaper. In 1856 he was elected city attorney and president of the common council. He resigned these offices and removed to Chicago, where he established an extensive law practice.

In 1862 he became a member of the Illinois State Constitutional Convention, and in the following year was elected from Cook County to the lower house of the State legislature. He rose rapidly in State and national politics, and from 1864 to 1880 was regularly a delegate from Illinois to the Democratic national conventions. In 1876 he placed Thomas A. Hendricks in nomination and was himself seriously considered as a candidate for presidential nomination in 1880. The same year he practically retired from politics, but gained additional fame as a lawyer during the next few years. In the famous lake-front case in Chicago he was counsel for the municipality, and in the Cheney ecclesiastical case, he defended Rev. C. E. Cheney, a Protestant Episcopal clergyman, rector of Christ Church, Chicago, against an action brought by an ecclesiastic council.

In April 1888 President Cleveland appointed him chief justice of the United States Supreme

Court to succeed R. M. Waite (q.v.), deceased. He was confirmed 20 July 1888, taking the oath of office 8 October. About this time Bowdoin, Harvard College and the Northwestern University conferred degrees upon him. In the Supreme Court he soon became a prominent figure, and he was largely responsible for the expansion of Federal power, by means of the decision asserting the implied authority of the executive to protect the Federal judge on occasion when there is just reason to believe that, while in the exercise of official duties, he is exposed to personal danger. This was especially applicable to the case of one Nagle, an Arizona cowboy, who was made a United States marshal to protect the person of Chief Jusice Field, and who while performing this duty shot and killed Judge Terry, of California. In December 1889, he delivered before the two Houses of Congress and address commemorating the inauguration of President Washington.

In 1899 Justice Fuller was a member of the Arbitration Commission convened at Paris for the adjustment of the Venezuela boundary question. In 1904-05 he was chosen by Great Britain as arbitrator at The Hague in the case of the French flag at Muscat. Consult an article by Reeder in University of Pennsylvania Law Review (October 1910), for a summary of his work in the Supreme Court.


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Rh “You?” she queried, ironically—“oh, you would forever hang fire.”

“ ‘Cold dinners!’ ” he quoted in bitterness. “But you knew I loved you. You knew well enough.”

“Past tense,” she replied, “thanks—make it perfect next time.”

“It’s you who hang fire—it’s you who make me,” he said.

“And so from the retort circumstantial to the retort direct,” she replied, smiling.

“You see—you put me off,” he insisted, growing excited. For reply, she held out her hand and showed him the ring. She smiled very quietly. He stared at her with darkening anger.

“Will you gather the rugs and stools together, and put them in that corner?” she said.

He turned away to do so, but he looked back again, and said, in low, passionate tones:

“You never counted me. I was a figure naught in the counting all along.”

“See—there is a chair that will be in the way,” she replied calmly; but she flushed, and bowed her head. She turned away, and he dragged an armful of rugs into a corner.

When the actors came in, Lettie was moving a vase of flowers. While they played, she sat looking on, smiling, clapping her hands. When it was finished Leslie came and whispered to her, whereon she kissed him unobserved, delighting and exhilarating him more than ever. Then they went out to prepare the next act.

George did not return to her till she called him to help her. Her colour was high in her cheeks.


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The Encyclopedia Americana (1920)/Fuller, Richard

FULLER, Richard, American Baptist clergyman: b. Beaufort, S. C., 22 April 1804; d. Baltimore, Md., 20 Oct. 1876. In 1820 he entered Harvard University, but was obliged, on account of feeble health, to leave during his junior year. He then studied law in Beaufort, was admitted to the bar and soon rose to eminence in his profession. During a period of great religious interest in Beaufort he felt it his duty to abandon the law and devote himself to the Christian ministry. At the same time he was constrained to leave the Protestant Episcopal Church in which he had been brought up. He was at once ordained, and called to the pastorate of the Baptist church at Beaufort. His reputation as a preacher soon became national and his services were widely sought in promoting religious revivals. During his residence in Beaufort he was engaged in two memorable controversies — one with Bishop England of Charleston, on the claims of the Roman Catholic Church, and the other with President Wayland, of Brown University on the subject of slavery. In 1836 he traveled in Europe for the benefit of his health and in 1846, became pastor of a Baptist church in Baltimore, Md., where he spent the remainder of his life. He was more than once president of the Southern Baptist convention. In addition to pamphlets and various sermons published separately, he was the author of volumes of ‘Sermons’ and ‘Letters’; ‘Argument on Baptist and Close Communion’ (1849); ‘Psalmist.’ Consult the memoir by his nephew, James H. Cuthbert (New York 1879).


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178 “How do you know you did not count?” she said, nervously, unable to resist the temptation to play this forbidden game.

He laughed, and for a moment could not find any reply.

“I do!” he said. “You knew you could have me any day, so you didn’t care.”

“Then we’re behaving in quite the traditional fashion,” she answered with irony.

“But you know,” he said, “you began it. You played with me, and showed me heaps of things—and those mornings—when I was binding corn, and when I was gathering the apples, and when I was finishing the straw-stack—you came then—I can never forget those mornings—things will never be the same—You have awakened my life—I imagine things that I couldn’t have done.”

“Ah!—I am very sorry, I am so sorry.”

“Don’t be!—don’t say so. But what of me?”

“What?” she asked rather startled. He smiled again; he felt the situation, and was a trifle dramatic, though deadly in earnest.

“Well,” said he, “you start me off—then leave me at a loose end. What am I going to do?”

“You are a man,” she replied.

He laughed. “What does that mean?” he said contemptuously.

“You can go on—which way you like,” she answered.

“Oh, well,” he said, “we’ll see.”

“Don’t you think so?” she asked, rather anxious.

“I don’t know—we’ll see,” he replied.

They went out with some things. In the hall, she


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Upon his arrival at Edinburgh, Charlie visited Mr. Forbes (or advocate Forbes, as he was more frequently called), the leading and brightest luminary of the Scottish bar, to present his father's credentials. Mr. Forbes had been a widower for several years, and had been married to a sister of the late Mrs. McKay, Bella's mother. Charlie was warmly received by the advocate, who introduced him to his family, which consisted of three grown-up daughters, of very attractive appearance, particularly the youngest, a co-age of her cousin Bella, and who bore a most remarkable likeness to her, the only difference being that Catherine's hair and eyes were a shade lighter, but in other respects, even to her voice and movements, the resemblance was so great that Charlie thought himself in the company of his lost Bella, while listening to the sweet and musical voice of her cousin.

A confidence sprung up between the young couple, which soon increased to love, on the part of Catherine, who, in her simplicity, interpreted the Highlander's partiality to herself to that passion.

Charlie was a little disappointed when, alluding to Bella in their conversation, to find that she had never mentioned his name when Mr. McKay and herself called on their way to London, although a mutual engagement was made between them to keep up a confidential correspondence.

The unintentional impression which Charlie had made upon the heart of Catherine Forbes may be better understood by her first letter to Bella, of which the following is a copy:—

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FULLER, (1804-76). An American clergyman. He was born in Beaufort, S. C., studied at Harvard, was admitted to the bar, and subsequently entered the Baptist ministry. From 1846 until his death he was pastor of the Seventh Baptist Church in Baltimore. He published Letters on the Roman Chancery; Correspondence on Domestic Slavery; and Baptism and Communion. Consult Cuthbert, Memoir of Richard Fuller (New York, 1879).


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As Catherine remarked, Bella was indeed too close, or rather too modest to confess her love; she considered it too sacred to be expressed by human lips, much less to commit it to paper. But what was the state of her feelings on perusing her innocent and unreserved cousin's letter?

Would that she herself had been so confiding, and revealed the state of her heart, which might have prevented her cousin encouraging a hopeless passion. Hopeless, did she say? What if Catherine's love was returned? She was afraid to ask herself the question. Whom could she blame, when she had left without giving a hint of her intended departure? And what would Charlie think of her leaving in company with him who they both hated? Oh, that she could now explain all, and leave the blame at her father's door. It was now too late; the die was cast, and she must be the sufferer. Her fair and unreserved cousin would gain the prize which she herself had thought was safely locked in her own bosom. Yes, it must be so, for Charlie could not but return her ingenuous and charming cousin's love, when his old playfellow did not as much as bid him adieu! She must now bury her disappointment in the gaitiesgaieties [sic] around her, and obliterate, in the

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72 brilliant assemblies into which she was now being daily introduced, her hopeless and romantic first love.

Vain reasoning: she little dreamt what a sacrifice that course would cost her. She knew not what a deep root her affections had taken, and which ages of such life could not heal. The following reply to her cousin's letter will give some slight idea of her feelings:—

Catherine Forbes was too much taken up with her own love to detect the indirect hints given in the letter, although a sharper and more experienced eye could easily see and understand such sentiments. However, she was 'cute enough to keep all the contents from her supposed lover, Charlie Stuart; not through any jealousy, but rather a shade of selfishness, in order that she might monopolise all his thoughts.

Thus they carried on their correspondence without Bella ever clearing up the cause of her despondency; and Catherine grew more poetical in her praises of Charles, enumerating with wonderful preciseness all his little attentions towards her, which added so much to Bella's dejection that her communications flagged, and eventually entirely ceased.

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Rh Bella was strictly true in her remarks on the fashionable and gay company with which she daily mixed; for never had a girl in her station, and at her age, had the same advantageous and brilliant career before them. A doatingdoting [sic] and wealthy Uncle, without any family upon whom he could bestow his affections; a handsome and affectionate brother, who now held a commission under Captain Somerville, in the Guards, through the influence of Lord Lundy, and who had introduced her and her relations into the highest circles.

Yet, with all these brilliant prospects before her, Bella was not happy; the only pleasure she had was in the solitude of her own chamber,—with her maid, indulging in fond remembrances of the many happy hours passed in the company of Charlie Stuart.

Her father left London after a short stay, leaving his fond, but unhappy, daughter, with her Uncle for the term of two years, at the expiration of which she was to become the bride of Lord Lundy.

Charlie having now become a constant and favourite visitor at the Forbes's, was considered almost a member of the family by all, particularly Catherine, with whom he always held a long conversation. Bella McKay's silence was attributed by the young couple to high notions which she had cultivated through mixing with the aristocracy; and, above all, the prospect of an exalted connection.

Among the visitors at the Forbes's was a Captain Campbell, belonging to one of the Highland regiments at that time stationed at the Castle, the Captain was a specimen of those jolly Highland officers whose only fault, if fault it can be called, was in indulging (particularly over his whisky toddy) in a little bombast, extolling the feats and bravery of his own clan. This harmless bravado was often brought to an amusing termination by our old acquaintance, John Lom, who had lately joined the same regiment, introducing the Battle of Inverlochy, where the Campbells suffered an ignominious defeat at the hands of the McDonalds, and other clans under Montrose. The account, as rendered by the mischievous Ensign, always set the company in roars of

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74 laughter, in which the Captain himself was obliged to join, after which he became greatly attached to his young tormentor. The Captain, who was a bachelor, paid marked attention to the elder Miss Forbes, by which means he and Charlie became great cronies, which not a little annoyed John Lom, who had not been introduced by either to the family. This dog-in-the-manger conduct, as John Lom called it, proceeded from the Captain's fearing the rivalship of the handsome Ensign if once presented to the Forbes's.

One evening, while the three friends were discussing a tumbler of hot punch, Charlie gave the officers an amusing account of an old and eccentric uncle of the Forbes's, whom he once saw at Mr. McKay's. This strange person had been a captain in the Company's service in India, where he had accumulated a large fortune, and where he also obtained the name of being the greatest duellist and most certain shot in that part. His name was John McDonald, and was known by the sobriquet "Fighting Jack." Charlie was told that he had never visited the Forbes's, neither had the advocate ever seen him; the only time he visited Scotland was when Charlie saw him at Mr. McKay's, and, although the speaker was then very young, "Fighting Jack's" appearance was still fresh in his memory, and which he minutely described to his hearers.

Captain Campbell was highly delighted with Charlie's news, and hoped that he might some day meet with this wealthy relation, and be induced to bestow a slice of his riches on Miss Forbes, the Captain's intended.

The conversation now turned upon a private ball, which was to be given next evening, in honor of Miss Forbes having attained her twentieth birthday. The Captain was in ecstacies; being, as he thought, the leading and greatest favorite, that he would hold the highest position on the occasion, and commenced as usual to twitttwit [sic] the disappointed Ensign for not being on the same intimate footing as himself and Charlie. At this teasing, John Lom offered to lay a wager that he would go to the ball uninvited, be more hospitably received than any one there by the host, kiss the daughters, and get

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ðonne forstes bendFæder onlǣteð, onwindeð wǣl-rāpas, sē geweald hafað sǣla ond mǣla;þæt is sōð Metod. Ne nōm hē in þǣm wicum,Weder-Gēata lēod, māðm-ǣhta mā,þēh hē þǣr monige geseah, būton þone hafelanond þā hilt somod, since fāge;sweord ǣr gemealt, forbarn brōden mǣl;wæs þæt blōd *tō þæs hāt, ǣttren ellor-gǣst,sē þǣr inne swealt. Sōna wæs on sunde,sē þe ǣr æt sæcce gebād wīg-hryre wrāðra,wæter ūp þurhdēaf; wǣron ȳð-geblandeal gefǣlsod, ēacne eardas,þā se ellor-gāst oflēt līf-dagasond þās lǣnan gesceaft. Cōm þā tō landelid-manna helm swīð-mōd swymman,sǣ-lāce gefeah, mægen-byrþenneþāra þe hē him mid hæfde. Eodon him þā tōgēanesGode þancodon, ðrȳðlīc þegna hēap,þēodnes gefēgon, þæs þe hī hyne gesundnegesēon mōston.

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Rh Captain Campbell in a rage. This bravado was first considered by the Captain and Charlie as mere bounce, produced by disappointment and irratibilityirritability [sic]; but, on seeing John thoroughly bent upon the wager, the Captain took it up—the one laying his best horse against the other's. These conditions being settled, the party, after partaking of another tumbler, separated, the Captain and Charlie to meet next evening at the ball.

A select assembly congregated at the Advocate's on the appointed evening; Captain Campbell, who appeared in full regimentals, led the dance, with the heroine of the evening: all the party were in the height of enjoyment. In the first pause in the dance, and as the gallant Captain was conducting his partner to her seat, a servant entered the room with a small note for the host, who, upon reading it, sprung up somewhat agitated, and passed the letter to his daughter, saying, "I suppose you will understand who the writer of that is." Miss Forbes showed the note to the Captain, which ran as follows:—

Captain Campbell was greatly delighted when he found that the writer was the eccentric Captain John M'Donald, whom Charlie had described the previous evening.

The Advocate and his daughters smiled, and were consulting as to the best mode of receiving their wealthy Uncle, who might possibly improve their circumstances by leaving a portion of his wealth to them, if they should be fortunate enough to make a favorable impression.

They were not allowed much time for their deliberations, for the servant at the door called out "Captain John M'Donald, of the East India Company's Service," when a tall, gaunt, straight old gentleman, with long white hair, green spectacles, or goggles, shaven yellow face, black clothes, and a gold-headed cane, stalked into the room.

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 Mr Forbes met him, and with a hearty shake of both hands, gave the stranger a warm reception, expressing the great satisfaction he felt in receiving a visit from his gallant and brave brother-in-law. "Ha! so you are glad to see Fighting Jack, are you? But where are my charming nieces, of whom I have heard so much?—I am longing to embrace them."

The subjects of these flattering remarks were standing behind their father, whispering and blushing on hearing the anxiety he felt to embrace them, being not a little embarrassed through having to be embraced before a roomful of guests. However, as there was a great stake in the case, they endeavoured to make a favorable impression on the nabob; and therefore advanced, each in succession, saluting "Fighting Jack" with a kiss.

Mr. Forbes introduced him to several of the company, and was most particular in introducing him to Captain Campbell, who appeared, extremely happy in making the Indian officer's acquaintance, for special reasons, and seemed resolved to monopolise his company during the evening.

As Captain Jack seemed careless about dancing, a select few formed themselves into a group around him in another part of the room, for the purpose of having a Gaelic song, which the new-comer proposed and appeared very partial to, there being several of the party conversant with that language, among whom were the advocate and his daughters, Captain Campbell, Charlie, and a few others. A circle was accordingly formed, and handkerchiefs stretched between them in true Highland fashion, in order to keep up the chorus. Captain Jack proposed to give them a favourite song of his own, to commence with, to the great delight of Captain Campbell, who took a seat beside him, with the older Miss Forbes on the other side.

After a few preliminary coughs, to clear his voice, Captain Jack commenced, in a key which would defy the most powerful and youthful lungs in the company to compete with; but, horror of horrors! what was their consternation, especially the Forbes', on hearing, in Capt. Jack's favourite song, the forbidden and dreaded, satire

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Rh to the Campbells, "The Battle of Inverlochy," composed by that memorable bard, John Lom, in which the signal and ignominious defeat of the Campbells is set forth in language unparalleled. Those of my readers who have heard or read the song can well imagine the consternation which prevailed on hearing the verses sung in the presence of Captain Campbell, who was very touchy on clannish matters, more particularly when they were alluded to in the presence of his intended bride. It was in vain they coughed, and then hinted to the unguarded singer the great mistake he had made; for the louder they coughed the louder Fighting Jack roared out the dreaded satire, abusing the choristorschoristers [sic] for their want of etiquette in not supporting him in such a popular ballad.

The thunderstricken and enraged Campbell managed to curb his wrath, on pecuniary grounds. He broke out, however, when he heard the words, "Ma dhith iad cal chuir sibh asd e," and sprang up, declaring that he would not listen to such language from his own father. An awkward confusion took place, during which Fighting Jack stood up and confronted the enraged Campbell, coolly informing him, that if he was in the least degree annoyed, he, Fighting Jack, would give him ample satisfaction the following morning, at any time and place he chose; then, picking up his hat and cane, he strutted out of the room, leaving the spectators speechless, not knowing how to act.

Captain Campbell held duelling in great dread, and having heard of the invincibility of Fighting Jack in that art, wished he had bore the dreaded satire sooner than be made a target for his adversary's bullets.

The company were not allowed much time to meditate on the best means of restoring peace between the belligerents, when a servant entered with a note to Campbell, which in the present state of his mind he was unable to peruse with becoming steadiness; he therefore handed it to Charlie, who was near him, being almost positive of its contents—feeling certain that it was a challenge from Fighting Jack.

Charlie, at the request of the company, read aloud the following lines:—

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Ðā wæs of þǣm hrōranhelm ond byrne lungre ālȳsed.Lagu drūsade, wæter under wolcnum,wæl-drēore fāg. Fērdon forð þononfēþe-lāstum ferhþum fægne,fold-weg mæton, cūþe strǣte,cyning-balde men; from þǣm holm-clifehafelan bǣron earfoðlīceheora ǣghwæþrum fela-mōdigra;fēower scoldon on þǣm wæl-stengeweorcum geferian tō þǣm gold-seleGrendles hēafod, oþ ðæt *semningatō sele cōmon frome, fyrd-hwate,fēower-tȳne Gēata gongan;gum-dryhten mid, mōdig on gemonge,meodo-wongas træd. Ðā cōm in gānealdor ðegna, dǣd-cēne mondōme gewurþad, hæle hilde-dēor,Hrōðgār grētan. Þā wæs be feaxeon flet boren Grendles hēafod,þǣr guman druncon, egeslīc for eorlumond þǣre idese mid; wlite-sēon wrætlīcweras onsāwon.

Bēowulf maþelode,bearn Ecgþēowes: “Hwæt! wē þē þās sǣ-lāc,sunu Healfdenes lēod Scyldinga,lustum brōhton tīres tō tācne,þe þū hēr tō lōcast. Ic þæt unsōfteealdre gedīgde, wigge under wætereweorc genēþde earfoðlice;ætrihte wæs

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The duped Campbell now vowed vengeance on the devoted head of the mischievous Ensign, who had so successfully won his best horse, and had played such a trick on the host and his daughters.

The Advocate felt annoyed at the part he and his daughters had been compelled so conspicuously to act, but considering the wager, and the account given by several of the company of the character of the perpetrator, he became more pacified in his intentions towards him, ultimately treating the affair as an excellent joke, in which the Captain joined.

Miss Forbes and Catherine felt rather annoyed and ashamed when they considered the freedom to which they had been subjected by the Ensign's tricks. Not so Matilda, the second daughter, who was of a lively temperament, and a great admirer of bold and daring feats performed by young men. Her love of novelty and fun made her coincide with the perpetrator of the trick, who so successfully passed himself off as her own eccentric uncle; and hearing from Charlie the mischievous propensities of his friend, she had a great wish to be introduced to him.

Nor were John's impressions regarding the lively Matilda less favourable, judging from what he told Charlie the next day, when speaking on the subject, and in his own poetical terms replied to Charlie's question as to what he thought of the Misses Forbes;—"For all the stateliness and elegance of Miss Forbes, the bewitching simplicity of your adorable Catherine, give me the lively and witty Matilda; a sort of lurking mischief flashes from her sparkling eyes, which has produced an echo in my heart, that whispers—'John, that's your prize; if you gain possession of her you will be able to surmount any obstacle, however daring.' Yes, Charlie, I surrender myself as her prisoner."

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Rh soon ripened into love, although John had not sufficient courage to encounter the advocate at his own residence, not being positive that he had quite forgiven the trick which had been played upon him.

was not at all sorry that the mischievous Ensign had raised a barrier to his introduction to the family, and thus saved himself any apprehension of being ousted from the affections of Miss Forbes, never dreaming that John's affections were already fixed upon another of the young ladies. Another objection the Captain had to the acquaintance was the dread of being exposed, through the witticisms of John Lom, in the presence of the ladies.

Some days after the ball, the Captain again began to twit the Ensign upon the obstacle he himself had made to his introduction to the family, and set forth in glowing terms the favourable footing he had among them, stating that he had been commissioned to select a French lady to instruct the Misses Forbes in that language, and that he had advertised for one.

The Ensign, who had patiently borne with all the Captain's teazing while listening to his braggadocia, at last proposed, to the Captain's as well as Charlie's surprise, to renew the wager—that he would a second time introduce himself to the company and dupe the Captain again. This was eagerly snapped at by the Captain, in order to recover his favorite charger, for to deceive him a second time was, in his opinion, an impossibility. Thus the three passed the time pleasantly, and Charlie's disappointment was greatly relieved by the pleasant company in which he daily mixed.

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FULLER, (1822-62). An American Unitarian clergyman. He was born at Cambridgeport, Mass., graduated at Harvard College in 1843, and studied theology in the Harvard Divinity School. He was a teacher and preacher in Illinois, and pastor at Manchester, N. H., Boston and Watertown, Mass. He volunteered in the Federal Army in the Civil War, was made chaplain in a Massachusetts regiment, and was killed at Fredericksburg. He was a brother of Margaret Fuller (Marchioness d'Ossoli), and edited several of her works (1855). Consult: R. E. Fuller (his brother), Life of Arthur B. Fuller (Boston, 1863), and a sketch by Higginson in Harvard Memorial Biographies, vol. i. (Cambridge, Mass., 1866).


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80 Captain and Charlie to spend some pleasant hours in the company of the daughters, and of which they took advantage.

On one of these evenings a servant entered the room where the happy company were conversing, with the intelligence that a French lady, giving the name of MadamoiselleMademoiselle [sic] Dupont, wished to have an interview with her. "Ha!" exclaimed the Captain, "that is in answer to my advertisement; for mercy's sake, Miss Forbes, admit Parlez-vous." This was the sum total of his knowledge of French, and never having been in the company of the ladies of the neighboring kingdom, he was most anxious that she should be introduced. The servant was instructed by Miss Forbes to show the lady in, when the company were soon treated to a sight which was far from their ideas of the appearance of a French lady.

A tall, shapeless lady dressed in black silk, a shawl and bonnet, with a long pale visage adorned with a pair of spectacles, and encircled by a thickly bordered cap, stood before them. On entering she made a low curtsey, and commenced speaking in broken English with great volubility, stating her proficiency in the instruction of her native language, mentioning many families in which she had held the appointment of governess.

Miss Forbes was quite at a loss how to answer this uncouth-looking person, but said that as Mr. Forbes was engaged that evening, she would thank her to call again.

The gallant Captain, not wishing to let the opportunity slip of drawing Parlez-vous out, engaged her in conversation, entering into a lively chat for the amusement of the company. A hint from Matilda, inviting her into another room to remove her bonnet and shawl, put a stop to their conversation. In the absence of the stranger and Matilda, Miss Forbes seated herself at the piano, and played several favourite strathspeys of the Captain's, on hearing which he could not resist giving a few turns by himself. While engaged in the lively exercise of dancing his favourite Highland fling, he was joined by Madll. Dupont as partner, who suddenly shot into the room and imitated every step and turn. The figure the two presented at this moment,

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Rh was highly comical. The Captain, in order to carry on the sport, wheeled round with great velocity, vociferating "Well done, Parlez-vous! Another turn! On you go!" &c., &c.

The Frenchwoman, who was not to be outdone, wheeled at every turn of the Captain's, holding her hands over head, cracking her fingers, and whisked one leg across the other, which caused a flapping sound from her silk dress. Miss Forbes' back being towards the dancers, she did not observe the unfeminine exhibition which Madll. Dupont made of herself.

Charlie and Catherine took refuge outside the door to give vent to their merriment, the latter being somewhat shocked at the scene. Not so Matilda, for she appeared to enjoy the fun amazingly. Miss Forbes at last looked over her shoulder, which instantly put an end to the music and dancing, her gravity not being proof against such an amusing scene, when the Captain, in streams of perspiration, and quite out of breath, staggered with his partner to the sofa, where they took a seat in good humor, and held a confidential chat for some time.

On expressing her wish to depart, Captain Campbell prevailed upon her to give him her address, promising to call upon her, engaging at the same time not to read it until she had left; upon which she slipped her card into his hand and wished them good evening, but before quitting the house spent another few minutes with Matilda when getting her bonnet and shawl. When she was clear off, the Captain flung himself on the sofa, and pave vent to his pent-up merriment; but thinking of the card, he took it from his pocket, and read the following to the company:—

Charlie Stuart had now passed two years at the University since his return from the Highlands, and during that time he had made wonderful progress in his studies, so much so that he was admitted as an advocate, the first at his age attaining that high position. This was owing to his close application to the study of his profession, his quickness in mastering any subject he set

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 his mind upon, and, through the patronage of his friend Mr. Forbes, who took great interest in his advancement.

During this long interval he never visited his home, and seldom ever hearing the name of his never-to-be-forgotten Bella mentioned. The following article in a London paper destroyed all his hopes of again seeing her, but as the wife of another:—"On dit.—Marriage in high life. It is currently reported in high circles that Lord Lundy, upon his attaining his majority, which will be in a short time, will lead to the altar the beautiful Miss McKay; or, as she is commonly called, the 'Highland Beauty,' and that the happy pair will then visit the Highlands, and pass the season there."

Bella McKay was no less surprised on reading a similar article in an Edinburgh paper, regarding her former lover, Charlie Stuart, shortly after his admission to the Scotch bar, and which destroyed her last hopes of happiness on earth. The article in question was as follows:—"A case of considerable interest came before our High Court of Justiciary, and which is fully inserted in another column, in which two of our young advocates figured, one as counsel for the pursuer, and the other as defender in his own case. What gives it more interest is that both are reported to be rivals to the hand of a beautiful daughter of a leading member of the bar, and, according to accounts, the issue of the case will decide the claim to the fair prize. We must, therefore congratulate the young advocate, who so ably and successfully carried the day, not only for the valuable and well-earned laurels, but also in exposing the profligacy of the defender, whose expulsion from the respectable profession by the Lord Chief Justice was a just retribution, "We trust that all lovers of honour will join us in complimenting the successful advocate, who made such a brilliant debut on his entrance into public life. We have also heard from good authority that he will shortly present his lady love at the shrine of Hymen, and afterwards take a tour with his young bride during the honeymoon, among his native Highland hills."

The action which brought the above comment in the public journals, had created a great noise and gossip in

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Rh Edinburgh, as it involved the future prospects of the defendant, and the innocence of the much injured plaintiff, whose cause the chivalric and honourable Charlie Stuart pleaded so boldly and effectually.

Mr. Melrose, the defendant, who was a promising young man, of respectable parents in Perth, and a fellow student of Charlie's, though two years his senior, was admitted to the Bar at the same time.

His father was on intimate terms with Advocate Forbes, who promised to aid young Melrose, if he proved himself worthy, in his future career at the Bar.

The young man was gifted with many brilliant qualities, and an attractive person, but, unfortunately, given to profligate habits in his private life.

Through Mr, Forbes extending to him his hospitality, as well as his patronage, he became a constant visitor, and frequently met with Catherine, whose warm and affectionate heart showed great kindness to her father's friend, until Charlie made her acquaintance, on whom she placed all her affections, and deprived the disappointed and enraged Melrose of all his fond hopes.

Catherine, never suspecting Melrose's passion towards her, only viewed aim in the light of a friend; but, on perceiving Charlie's many amiable and excellent qualities, her heart became at once an unconscious captive, and withdrew the little favour it extended towards the discarded Melrose.

Charlie, who well knew Melrose's profligate habits in private life, and seeing his pretended modesty couched with a pleasing address before the unsuspecting ladies. His own honorable and straightforward principles, propelled by an intense dislike to young men indulging in loose habits, could not suffer such deception on the part of Melrose; we may expect that any degree of harmony could not exist between the newly admitted advocates.

Melrose maintained a deadly revenge against his more favoured rival, whose unblemished character could not, however, give him an opportunity of undermining his reputation in the estimation of Catherine Forbes, until a certain event transpired, on which he thought of building a charge which would be prejudicial to Charlie. Knowing

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84 Catherine's abhorrence of young men possessing the slightest looseness in their habits. One day while holding a confidential conversation with her, they happened to refer to Charlie Stuart, when she, as usual, extolled his unblemished character, and held him forth as a pattern for all young men, both in morality and personal attraction.

This panegyric exasperated the jealous Melrose, who answered her with a malicious smile, which meant that she was ignorant of the young man's private habits, and did she but know as much as he did, she would change her opinion; for instance, he told her that not later than the day before he saw Charlie holding a long conversation with a Highland girl, of very questionable character, in the street. This information at first startled her; but, concluding that Melrose might be mistaken in the character of the girl, she told Charlie, on their meeting, of Melrose's insinuations. Charlie, although long anticipating some antagonism from Melrose, was not ready for such a malicious and unfounded charge; however, on bringing to mind the person with whom he was conversing in the street, a new light flashed through his mind. He therefore told Catherine that the young girl with whom he was conversing was not a doubtful character, but a much-injured creature, whose misfortunes Catherine and the public at large would be soon made acquainted with, although he would refrain from mentioning any more at present concerning her.

The cause of Melrose's unjustifiable remarks can be gathered from the following:—

It transpired about this time that some profligate students, headed by Melrose, had taken a small house in one of the bye-lanes, and placed a sign over the door with the words "Mangling done here"; here the customers, who were mostly servants, were subjected to many insults.

One of these, a girl named Jane Sutherland, being acquainted with Charlie's family, and hearing that Charlie had been admitted to the Bar, called upon him and made him acquainted with the whole of the circumstances of the case, upon which Charlie, accompanied by the girl, called upon Melrose at his chambers, when she instantly recognised him as the man who had insulted

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The New International Encyclopædia/Fuller, George

FULLER, (1822-84). An American figure, portrait, and landscape painter, born at Deerfield, Mass. From 1836 to 1838 he was in Illinois with a party of civil engineers, and was associated with Henry Kirke Brown, the sculptor. Returning to Deerfield, he completed his education in four years, giving considerable attention to portrait painting. In 1842-43 he studied with Brown in Albany. He spent several years in Boston, portrait painting, then removed to New York, and continued his studies at the Academy. He was elected associate of the National Academy in 1857, upon an exhibition of a portrait of his first master, Henry Kirke Brown. He went South for three years, making many studies of negro life. In 1860 he went to Europe. He returned to Deerfield, where he combined his interests as an artist and farmer. In 1876 he exhibited fourteen pictures in Boston which were received with enthusiasm. This was followed by frequent exhibitions at the Academy. In 1879 Mr. Fuller showed the “Romany Girl,” and “She Was a Witch.” In 1880, the “Quadroon”; and in 1881, the loveliest of all his works — the “Winifred Dysart.” “Turkey Pasture in Kentucky” is one of his finest examples. The subjects of Fuller's pictures are extremely simple, conceived in a pictorial spirit. His landscapes are not so much definite pictures of localities as idealized studies of color, light, and foliage, with a poetic expression of sun and

shadow. He preserved all the large lines of form, sacrificing the minor details to the beauty of the whole. The essence of his art was selection. Fuller was the forerunner of a new tendency in art, that of the Idealistic School.


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Rh her; Charlie immediately served him with notice of action. The case created great excitement. Charlie in this his maiden effort, showed that he was possessed of considerable talent, and in a most eloquent and manly speech pleaded the cause of his client. The defendant considerably damaged his own case by the gross insinuations he cast upon Charlie's character, which brought upon himself the disapprobation of the whole Court. The jury, however, returned an instantaneous and unanimous verdict for the plaintiff, with the full amount of the damages asked. The Lord Chief-Justice, in giving his concurrence to the verdict, told the defendant that he should order his name to be removed from the rolls of that honourable court, no longer allowing him an opportunity of disgracing an honourable profession of which he might have been a great ornament.

After this successful action, in which Charlie acquitted himself so nobly, briefs were entrusted to him from all quarters, and his chambers were constantly being visited by fresh clients. His manly and upright principles had gained for him the esteem and goodwill of all grades of society; but alas! these bright prospects were not destined to be of long duration, for one day he received the mournful intelligence from his servant Donald that his father had been taken seriously ill, and was not likely to recover. The writer went on to state that the letter was written without the sanction of Mr. Stuart, as he still entertained hopes of his recovery, and did not wish to interfere with Charlie's many engagements by sending for him, or even informing him of his illness. Upon receipt of the letter, Charlie made every arrangement for a speedy journey to the Highlands, entrusting the whole of his business to the care of Mr. Forbes.

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The New International Encyclopædia/Fuller, Loie

FULLER,. An American actress, noted for her invention of the ‘Serpentine Dance.’ She was born near Chicago, and as a child appeared at the Academy of Music there. Subsequently she appeared in a variety of characters (including Ustane in She) before devoting herself to her specialty. She has in recent years resided chiefly in Paris, where she has appeared at the Folies-Bèrgere, and in 1900 in a theatre of her own.


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Executive Order 1674

Dr. Ralph D. Converse may be reinstated to the position of immigrant inspector, Department of Commerce and Labor, without reference to the period of his separation from the service.

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Executive Order 1675

Mr. James E. Taylor may be reinstated to an appropriate position in the Internal Revenue Service without reference to the length of time he has been separated from the service.

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Executive Order 1676

Mr. William B. Kilpatrick may be restored to the competitive service without regard to the year limitation upon reinstatement.

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Executive Order 1679

Mr. John J. Donahue, who has occupied an excepted position of special examiner in the Bureau of Pensions since January 19, 1907, may be transferred to an appropriate competitive position in the same bureau. The Secretary of the Interior recommends this action because Mr. Donahue has performed the duties required of him in a very efficient manner and is considered one of the best men in the field service in the handling of intricate and difficult cases.

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The New International Encyclopædia/Cavy

CAVY, kā'vĭ (Neo-Lat., Port. cavia, from native Indian word). A small South American rodent of the family Caviidæ, allied to the capybara and the agoutis, exclusively neotropical, and represented familiarly by the guinea-pig. The cavies are restless, semi-noctumal, herbage-eating creatures, dwelling in burrows or crevices, increasing rapidly, and furnishing food for both man and beast throughout the plains and unforested highlands of that continent. The largest species (Cavia patchonica), sometimes called ‘agouti,’ formerly spread throughout the plains of all Argentina, but now nearly extinct, resembles a hare standing upon terrier-like legs; it is a foot in height, and rusty-red in general color. It digs deep burrows of its own, and also occupies those of the vizcacha. The restless cavy (Cavia forcellus), or ‘aperea,’ and Cutler's cavy (Cavia Cutleri) are common in burrowing colonies in the La Plata Valley, and seem to be the ancestors of the guinea-pig, though uniformly colored, the former grayish-brown, the latter nearly black. Other species inhabit rocky places to a considerable altitude in Brazil and Bolivia. Consult Hudson, Naturalist in La Plata (London, 1892). See ; and Plate of

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text:
Executive Order 1684

Mrs. Ollie M. Croghan may be appointed to a position in the clerical grade in the Department of Justice.

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Executive Order 1685

Monico Lopez may be appointed a messenger in the office of the Chief of the Quartermaster Corps, United States Army, without reference to the civil-service rules.

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Executive Order 1687

Mr. George J. Bunce may be reinstated in a subclerical position in the mint and assay service of the United States without reference to the period of his separation from the service.

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The New International Encyclopædia/Parker, Joseph

PARKER, (1830-1902). An English Congregational clergyman. He was born at Hexham, Northumberland. He had little training in the schools, but read much. In 1852 he attended classes at University College, London. In 1853 he became pastor of the Congregational Chapel at Banbury, and remained five years, when he was called to the Cavendish Street Chapel, Manchester. He at first declined on account of a debt contracted in building a new church at Banbury; but the Manchester people assumed the debt, and the transfer was effected. In 1869 be left Manchester and went to London to preach at the Old Poultry Chapel, Cheapside. Here his success was so great that the chapel became inadequate for the congregations, and in 1874 the City Temple on Holburn Viaduct was opened. He continued pastor of the church until his death at his home in Hampstead. His eccentricities did not always secure public approbation, but he was surrounded by enthusiastic admirers who turned the edge of public criticism. He was twice chairman of the London Congregational Board, and twice of the Congregational Union of London and Wales. In 1887 he visited America, and delivered a eulogy on his friend, Henry Ward Beecher. His published works include: Ecce Deus: Essays on the Life and Doctrine of Jesus Christ (1868), a reply to Ecce Homo: The Paraclete (1874); The People's Bible (25 vols., 1885 sqq.); People's Prayer Book (1898); Paterson's Parish (1898). Works of an autobiographical nature are: Springdale Abbey, Extracts from the Letters and Diaries of an English Preacher (1869); Tyne Childe, My Life and Ministry, Partly in the Daylight of Fact, Partly in the Limelight of Fancy (1883); A Preacher's Life: An Autobiography and an Album (1899). For his life, consult Adamson (New York, 1903).


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Executive Order 1689

Mr. John Garcin may be transferred from the position of clerk at $2,000 per annum, Customs Service, New Orleans, La., to the position of clerk at $1,200 per annum Forest Service, Flagstaff, Ariz., without reference to the requirement of six months' actual service next preceding transfer.

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Executive Order 1690

Mrs. C. E. Jones may be appointed to a clerical position in the competitive classified service without compliance with the provisions of the civil-service rules.

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Executive Order 1688

Mr. John Moynihan may be reemployed as an unclassified laborer in the post office at Kansas City, Mo., notwithstanding the fact that he has been separated from the service for more than one year.

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Executive Order 1691

Miss Gertrude Printz, now an employee of the subclerical grade in the Treasury Department, may be promoted to the grade of clerk in that department without compliance with civil-service rules.

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text:
Executive Order 1692

The position held by Mrs. Mabel P. LeRoy, appropriated for in the office of the Secretary of Interior in the legislative, executive, and judicial appropriation act, approved August 23, 1912, namely, female clerk to be designated by the President to sign land patents, $1,200, is hereby placed in the competitive classified service.

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Executive Order 1693

Miss Laura A. Thompson may be appointed as clerk (librarian-translator) at $1,800 per annum in the Children's Bureau without reference to the civil-service rules.

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Rh XIX

chasm of ghastly light

Yawned in the city's reeling wall,

And a long thundering through the night

Proclaimed our triumph—Tyrdarum's fall.

The shrieking wind sank mute and mild,

The smothering snow-clouds rolled away;

And cold—how cold! wan moonlight smiled

Where those black ruins smouldering lay.

'Twas over—all the battle's madness,

The bursting fires, the cannon's roar,

The yells, the groans, the frenzied gladness,

The death the danger warmed no more.

In plundered churches piled with dead

The heavy charger neighed for food,

The wounded soldier laid his head

'Neath roofless chambers splashed with blood.

I could not sleep through that wild siege,

My heart had fiercely burned and bounded;

The outward tumult seemed to assuage

The inward tempest it surrounded.

But dreams like this I cannot bear,

And silence whets the fang of pain;

I felt the full flood of despair

Returning to my breast again.


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 of the military border districts was the most difficult labour of his life. On the outbreak of the Franco-German War of 1870, Andrássy resolutely defended the neutrality of the Austrian monarchy, and in his speech on the 28th of July 1870 warmly protested against the assumption that it was in the interests of Austria to seek to recover the position she had held in Germany before 1863. On the fall of Beust (6th of November 1871), Andrássy stepped into his place. His tenure of the chancellorship was epoch-making. Hitherto the empire of the Habsburgs had never been able to dissociate itself from its Holy Roman traditions. But its loss of influence in Italy and Germany, and the consequent formation of the Dual State, had at length indicated the proper, and, indeed, the only field for its diplomacy in the future—the near East, where the process of the crystallization of the Balkan peoples into nationalities was still incomplete. The question was whether these nationalities were to be allowed to become independent or were only to exchange the tyranny of the sultan for the tyranny of the tsar. Hitherto Austria had been content either to keep out the Russians or share the booty with them. She was now, moreover, in consequence of her misfortunes deprived of most of her influence in the councils of Europe. It was Andrássy who recovered for her her proper place in the European concert. First he approached the German emperor; then more friendly relations were established with the courts of Italy and Russia by means of conferences at Berlin, Vienna, St Petersburg and Venice.

The recovered influence of Austria was evident in the negotiations which followed the outbreak of serious disturbances in Bosnia in 1875. The three courts of Vienna, Berlin and St Petersburg had come to an understanding as to their attitude in the Eastern question, and their views were embodied in the despatch, known as the “Andrássy Note,” addressed on the 30th of December 1875 by Count Andrássy to Count Beust, now Austrian ambassador to the court of St James’s. In it he pointed out that the efforts of the powers to localize the revolt seemed in danger of failure, that the rebels were still holding their own, and that the Ottoman promises of reform, embodied in various firmans, were no more than vague statements of principle which had never had, and were probably not intended to have, any local application. In order to avert the risk of a general conflagration, therefore, he urged that the time had come for concerted action of the powers for the purpose of pressing the Porte to fulfil its promises. A sketch of the more essential reforms followed: the recognition rather than the toleration of the Christian religion; the abolition of the system of farming the taxes; and, in Bosnia and Herzegovina, where the religious was complicated by an agrarian question, the conversion of the Christian peasants into free proprietors, to rescue them from their double subjection to the great Mussulman landowners. In Bosnia and Herzegovina also elected provincial councils were to be established, irremovable judges appointed and individual liberty guaranteed. Finally, a mixed commission of Mussulmans and Christians was to be empowered to watch over the carrying out of these reforms. The fact that the sultan would be responsible to Europe for the realization of his promises would serve to allay the natural suspicions of the insurgents.

To this plan both Great Britain and France gave a general assent, and the Andrássy Note was adopted as the basis of negotiations. When war became inevitable between Russia and the Porte, Andrássy arranged with the Russian court that, in case Russia prevailed, the status quo should not be changed to the detriment of the Austrian monarchy. When, however, the treaty of San Stefano threatened a Russian hegemony in the near East, Andrássy concurred with the German and British courts that the final adjustment of matters must be submitted to a European congress. At the Berlin Congress in 1878 he was the principal Austrian plenipotentiary, and directed his efforts to diminish the gains of Russia and aggrandize the Dual Monarchy. The latter object was gained by the occupation of Bosnia-Herzegovina under a mandate from the congress. This occupation was most unpopular in Hungary, both for financial reasons and because of the strong philo-Turk sentiments of the Magyars, but the result brilliantly justified Andrássy’s policy. Nevertheless he felt constrained to bow before the storm, and placed his resignation in the emperor’s hands (8th of October 1879). The day before his retirement he signed the offensive-defensive alliance with Germany, which placed the foreign relations of Austria-Hungary once more on a stable footing.

After his retirement, Andrássy continued to take an active part in public affairs both in the Delegations and in the Upper House. In 1885 he warmly supported the project for the reform of the House of Magnates, but on the other hand he jealously defended the inviolability of the Composition of 1867, and on the 5th of March 1889 in his place in the Upper House spoke against any particularist tampering with the common army. In the last years of his life he regained his popularity, and his death on the 18th of February 1890 was universally mourned as a national calamity. He was the first Magyar statesman who, for centuries, had occupied a European position. Breadth of view, swift resourcefulness, and an intimate knowledge of men and things were his distinguishing qualities as a statesman. Personally he was the most amiable of men; it has been well said that he united in himself the Magyar magnate with the modern gentleman. His motto was: “It is hard to promise, but it is easy to perform.” If Deák was the architect, Andrássy certainly was the master-builder of the modern Hungarian state.

By his wife, the countess Katinka Kendeffy, whom he married in Paris in 1856, Count Andrássy left two sons, and one daughter, Ilona (b. 1859), who married Count Lajos Batthyány. Both the sons gained distinction in Hungarian politics. The eldest, Tivador (Theodore) Andreas (b. 10th of July 1857), was elected vice-president of the Lower House of the Hungarian parliament in 1890. The younger, Gyula (Julius, b. 30th of June 1860), became under-secretary in the Wekerle ministry in 1892; in 1893 he became minister of education, and in June 1894 was appointed minister in attendance on the king, retiring in 1895 with Wekerle; in 1898, with his elder brother, he left the Liberal party, but returned to it again after the fall of the Bánffy ministry; he is the author of Ungarns Ausgleich mit Österreich vom Jahre 1867 (Ger. ed., Leipzig, 1897), and a work in Hungarian on the origins of the Hungarian state and constitution (Budapest, 1901).

ANDRÉ, JOHN (1751–1780), British soldier, was born in London in 1751 of Genevese parents. Accident brought him in 1769 to Lichfield, where, in the house of the Rev. Thomas Seward, whose daughter Anna was the centre of a literary circle, he met the beautiful Miss Honora Sneyd. A strong attachment sprang up between the two, but their marriage was disapproved of by Miss Sneyd’s family, and André was sent to cool his love in his father’s counting-house in London and on a business tour to the continent. Commerce was, however, too tame an occupation for his ambitious spirit, and in March 1771 he obtained a commission in the Seventh (Royal Fusiliers), which, after travel in Germany, he joined in Canada in 1774. Here his character, conduct and accomplishments gained him rapid promotion. Miss Sneyd in 1773 married R. L. Edgeworth, the father of the novelist, Maria Edgeworth, having previously refused Thomas Day, the author of Sandford and Merton; but André remained faithful to his love for her. In a letter to Anna Seward, written shortly after being taken prisoner by the Americans at the capitulation of St John’s on the 3rd of November 1775, he states that he has been “stripped of everything except the picture of Honora, which I concealed in my mouth. Preserving this I yet think myself fortunate.” Exchanged towards the close of 1776, André became in succession aide-de-camp to General Grey and to the commander-in-chief of the British forces, Sir Henry Clinton, who raised him to the rank of major and appointed him adjutant-general of the forces in 1778. Early in 1780 the American

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Rh My couch lay in a ruined Hall,

Whose windows looked on the minster-yard,

Where chill, chill whiteness covered all,

Both stone and urn and withered sward.

The shattered glass let in the air

And with it came a wandering moan,

A sound unutterably drear,

That made me shrink to be alone.

One black yew-tree grew just below—

I thought its boughs so sad might wail;

Their ghostly fingers flecked with snow,

Rattled against an old vault's rail.

I listened—no; 'twas life that still

Lingered in some deserted heart:

O God! what caused the shuddering shrill,

That anguished, agonising start?

An undefined, an awful dream,

A dream of what had been before;

A memory whose blighting beam

Was flitting o'er me evermore.

A frightful feeling frenzy born—

I hurried down the dark oak stair;

I reached the door whose hinges torn

Flung streaks of moonshine here and there.


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256 I pondered not, I drew the bar,

An icy glory caught mine eye,

From that wide heaven where every star

Stared like a dying memory.

And there the great Cathedral rose,

Discrowned but most majestic so,

It looked down in serene repose

On its own realm of buried woe.

'Tis evening now, the sun decends

In golden glory down the sky;

The city's murmur softly blends

With zephyrs breathing gently by.

And yet it seems a dreary moor,

A dark, October moor to me;

And black the piles of rain-clouds lour

Athwart heaven's stormy canopy.


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Executive Order 1696

Mr. Will S. Cox, who was removed on March 11, 1907, from the position of railway mail clerk, may be reinstated without regard to the fact that he has been separated more than one year.

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text:
Executive Order 1698

Mr. Cyrus F. Adams may be appointed to a competitive position in the classified civil service without compliance with the civil-service rules.

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Executive Order 1707

The Secretary of the Treasury is hereby authorized to promote and appoint Mr. John Fitzgerald, now an opener and packer in the office of the appraiser of merchandise at New York, to the position of merchandise sampler in the same office, without compliance with the civil-service rules.

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text:
Executive Order 1710

Dr. David C. Hanawalt, who served as a veterinary inspector in the Bureau of Animal Industry from March 1, 1900, to October 15, 1910, when he resigned voluntarily, may be reinstated, the year limit fixed in the rules being waived, a comparatively short period having elapsed since his resignation.

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 * February 20, 1913.

title: Executive Order 1710


text: Talk:Executive Order 1710

title: Talk:Executive Order 1710


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AT CASTLE WOOD

day is done, the winter sun

Is setting in its sullen sky,

And drear the course that has been run,

And dim the hearts that slowly die.

No star will light my coming night,

No morn of hope for me will shine;

I mourn not Heaven would blast my sight

And I never longed for joys divine.

Through life's hard task I did not ask

Celestial aid, celestial cheer;

I saw my fate without its mask,

And met it too without a tear.

The grief that prest my aching breast

Was heavier far than earth can be;

And who would dread eternal rest

When labour's hour was agony?

Dark falls the fear of this despair

On spirits born of happiness;

But I was bred the mate of care,

The foster-child of sore distress.


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258 No sighs for me, no sympathy,

No wish to keep my soul below;

The heart is dead in infancy,

Unwept for let the body go.


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Executive Order 1708

The Secretary of the Treasury is hereby authorized to promote, transfer, and appoint Mr. Martin J. Murphy, now a sugar sampler in the office of the appraiser of merchandise at New York, to the position of clerk in that office, without compliance with the civil-service rules.

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 * February 20, 1913.

title: Executive Order 1708


text: Talk:Executive Order 1708

title: Talk:Executive Order 1708


text:
Executive Order 1711

John S. Beach of New York may be reinstated as a clerk in the office of the disbursing clerk for the payment of pensions, Pension Office, without regard to the length of time he has been separated from the service.

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 * February 21, 1913.

title: Executive Order 1711


text: Talk:Executive Order 1711

title: Talk:Executive Order 1711