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 The ISCC-NBS Method of Designating Colors and A Dictionary of Color Names Kenneth L. Kelly and Deane B. Judd In 1939 there was published a Method of Designating Colors as a solution of the problem proposed by the first chairman of the Inter-Society Color Council, E. N. Gathercoal, who said: "A means of designating colors in the United States Pharmacopoeia, in the National Formulary, and in general pharmaceutical literature is desired; such designation to be sufficiently standardized as to be acceptable and usable by science, sufficiently broad to be appreciated and used by science, art and industry, and sufficiently commonplace to be under- stood, at least in a general way, by the whole public." This method was developed with the assistance of the American Pharmaceutical Association following plans outlined in 1933 by the Inter-Society Color Council. As a result of suggestions of the member bodies and individual members of the ISCC, a revision of the proposed system was made and approved by the Council in June 1949 and recommended for use in general color description. The revised ISCC-NBS color designations are defined in Munsell terms by 31 name charts, one for each of 31 ranges of Munsell hue. The ISCC-NBS equivalents of 7,500 color names previously defined by reference to 11 different sets of material standards have been de- termined and listed both alphabetically and by ISCC-NBS color designation to form a dictionary of color names. 1. History In 1932 the first chairman of the Inter-Society Color Council (ISCC), E. N. Gathercoal, proposed that the Council develop "a means of designating colors in the United States Pharmacopoeia, in the National Formulary, and in general literature... such designation to be sufficiently standardized as to be acceptable and usable by science, sufficiently broad to be appreciated and used by science, art and industry, and sufficiently commonplace to be under- stood, at least in a general way, by the whole public." This problem originally was referred by the ISCC to its Committee on Measurement and Specification which, under the chairmanship of I. H. Godlove, presented several reports surveying available methods of color designation. The 1933 annual report of this committee [22]¹ included the outline of a recom- mended system of color designations. These recom- mendations were approved by the Council and followed by the authors in developing this system of color designations, in setting the color boundaries, and in working out methods of applying the system to drugs and chemicals in various forms. The Inter-Society Color Council in 1939 formally ap- proved by letter ballot [20], and recommended to the National Formulary Revision Committee and to the United States Pharmacopoeial Convention, the method described in NBS Research Paper RP1239 [27] Since 1939, a number of suggestions for revision of this system of color names have been received, especially from Margaret Hayden Rorke, Man- aging Director of the Textile Color Card Asso- ciation (TCCA), which have aided the authors in 1 Figures in brackets indicate the literature references on pages 13 and 14. making the present revision. An ISCC committee consisting of Beck, Clark, Foss, Godlove, Granville, Judd (Chairman), Kelly, Nickerson, Reimann, Rorke, and Stearns was formed in 1947 to study these suggestions and make recommendations as to name and boundary changes. The changes which are embodied in this revision have been approved by letter ballot [21] for use wherever applicable by all of the 19 Member Bodies and the Individual Member Group of the ISCC. 2. Scope The color designations have been extended to apply under the recommended conditions of lighting and viewing not only to opaque surfaces such as prepared powder samples or solids but also to clear or cloudy liquids or solids, microscopic structures and fluores- cent samples. The gamut of color names has been extended to cover the colors of clear and cloudy light- transmitting samples by substituting colorless for white, faint pink for pinkish white, faint yellow for yellowish white, faint green for greenish white, faint blue for bluish white, and faint purple for purplish white [20]. It must be remembered that the Munsell renota- tions and the ISCC-NBS color names used in this system are determined under the conditions of aver- age daylight (CIE source C), 45° illumination, and normal viewing (see section 6.1.2). In determining Munsell approximate renotations by comparison with the Munsell scales, the sample must be about the same size as the Munsell chips and must be viewed on a white or light gray background. These con- ditions will be referred to in this paper as "recom- mended conditions of lighting and viewing" or simply

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Rh Jew. 'It is the holder of a soul,' he replied, 'from which we should take warning and fear. This rule is said to have been abrogated, for, "on one occasion the Prophet sitting on the road when a bier passed, and the Prophet disliked that the bier of a Jew should be higher than his head, and he therefore stood up." Notwithstanding these contradictory traditions, we believe that in all countries Muhammadans are wont to pay great respect to the funerals of both Jews and Christians. Not long ago, about sixty Muhammadans attended the funeral of an Armenian Christian lady at Peshawur, when the funeral service was read by the Native clergyman. In the procession the Muhammadans took their turn with the Native Christian converts in carrying the bier, and assisting in lowering the coffin into the grave. During the reading of the service, some few seated themselves on the grass, but the majority listened attentively to the funeral office, which was impressively read by the Native pastor, himself a Christian convert from Muhammadanism.

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Works

 * Das Buch vom Rübezahl ('The Book of the Rübezahl') (1834)
 * "Rübezahl" by Elizabeth Fries Ellet (1847) – translation of the first five stories
 * "Introduction" by James Lee and James Thomas Carey in Silesian Folk Tales (The Book of Rübezahl) (1915) – contains quotes translated from the end of Lyser's "Einleitung" ('Introduction')
 * Abendländische Tausend und eine Nacht ('Western Thousand and One Nights') (1838)
 * "Rübezahl" by Elizabeth Fries Ellet (1847) – translation of the first five Rübezahl stories, which were reprinted from Das Buch vom Rübezahl

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Yellow, Mars (see Mars Yellow)||M, R

Yellow, Peruvian (see Peruvian Yellow)||M

Yellow, Martius(see Martius Yellow)||M, R

Yellow, Picric (see Picric

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M, P

[Yellow], Massicot (see

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Yellow, Pinard (see Pinard

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Yellow, Gay (see Gay Yel-

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Yellow, Massicot (see

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Yellow. Plantation (see

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Yellow, Gold (see Gold

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Yellow, Platina (see Plat-

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low Yellow)

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Yellow, Golden (see Gold-

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Yellow, Primrose (see Primrose Yellow)||H. M, P,R. T

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Yellow, Mountain (see Mountain Yellow)||M

Yellow, Ivory (see Ivory Yellow)||R

Yellow, Pyrethrum (see Pyrethrum Yellow)||M

[Yellow], Mustard (see Mustard [Yellow])||M

Yellow, Japanese (see Japanese Yellow)||M

Yellow, Pyrite (see Pyrite Yellow)||M, R

i Yellow, Mustard (see Mustard Yellow)||R

Yellow, Jasmine (see Jasmine Yellow)||T

Yellow, Queen’s (see Queen's Yellow)||M

Yellow, Muted (see Muted Yellow)||P

[Yellow], Jonquil (see Jonquil [Yellow])||M

Yellow, Quince (see Quince Yellow)||M

Yellow, Mutrie (see Mutrie Yellow)|M

Yellow, Kasseler, (see Kasseler Yellow)||M

Yellow, Radiant(see Radiant Yellow)||M

[Yellow], Nankeen (see Nankeen [Yellow])||M

Yellow, King's (see King's Yellow)||M

Yellow, Reddish (see Reddish Yellow)||A, SC

Yellow, Naphthalene (see Naphthalene Yellow)||R

Yellow, Lemon(see Lemon Yellow)||F,H,R,S, T, TC

Yellow, Reed (see Reed Yellow)||M, R

Yellow, Naples (see Naples Yellow)||H, M, R

[Yellow], Lemon (see Lemon [Yellow])||M

Yellow, Royal (see Royal Yellow)||M

[Yellow], Nasturtium (see Nasturtium [Yellow])||M

Yellow, Nasturtium (see Nasturtium Yellow)||T

Yellow, Russet (see Russet Yellow)||P

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Yellow, Oil (see Oil Yellow)||M. R Yellow, Olive (see Olive Yellow) M, S, SC, T Yellow, Orange (see Orange Yellow)||S

Yellow, Sea-foam (see Sea-foam Yellow)||R Yellow, Shining (see Shining Yellow)||P Yellow, Siderin (see Siderin Yellow)||M

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Yellow, Orient (see Orient Yellow)||M

Yellow, Sienna (see Sienna Yellow)||M

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Yellow, Light Chrome(see Light Chrome Yellow)||M

Yellow, Smoke (see Smoke Yellow)||M

Yellow, Oxford (see Oxford Yellow)||M

Yellow, Light Citron (see Light Citron Yellow)||T

Yellow, Soft (see Soft Yellow)||F

Yellow, Oxide (see Oxide Yellow)||M

Yellow, Light Lemon (see Light Lemon Yellow)||T

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Yellow, Light Melon (see Light Melon Yellow)||T

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Yellow, Light Viridine (see Light Viridine Yellow)||R

Yellow, Spring (see Spring Yellow)||P

[Yellow], Lime (see Lime [Yellow]) ||M

Yellow, Pale Lemon (see Pale Lemon Yellow)||R, T

Yellow, Spruce (see Spruce Yellow)|| M

Yellow, Lime (see Lime Yellow)||P

Yellow, Pale Viridine (see Pale Viridine Yellow)||R

Yellow, Squash (see Squash Yellow)||T

Yellow, Linden (see Linden Yellow)||M Yellow, Lustrous (see Lustrous Yellow)||P Yellow, Maize (see Maize Yellow)||H, R Yellow, Majolica (see Majolica Yellow) ||H Yellow, Marguerite (see Marguerite Yellow)||M, R [Yellow], Marigold (see Marigold [Yellow])||M

Yellow, Pansy (see Pansy Yellow)||P Yellow, Paris (see Paris Yellow)||M Yellow, Pastel (see Pastel Yellow)||T Yellow, Patent (see Patent Yellow)||M Yellow, Permanent (see Permanent Yellow)||M Yellow, Persian (see Persian Yellow)||M

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During the afternoon of 15 December, E and F Companies, 128th Infantry, attacked the Coconut Grove, which commanded the Buna Village trail northwest of the Triangle. By evening they had surrounded it, and the following morning they smashed through to Entrance Creek. Their battalion commander, Lt. Col. Herbert A. Smith, charged at the head of a squad to take one bunker; Sgt. Howard C. Purtyman of F Company led his squad to take another; Cpl. Daniel F. Rini of E Company captured a third bunker almost single-handed. During the mopping-up, Cpl. Rini was shot in the head by a wounded Japanese whom he was trying to aid. Thirty-seven enemy dead were buried.

The Triangle still commanded our best line of supply, the Ango trail; it was imperative to take this strongpoint before attacking the Mission directly. G Company, 128th Infantry, attacked up the trail on the 17th but lost 10 of the 27 men in the company within half an hour. During the night of the 18th, the 2d Battalion, 126th Infantry, moved up and shortly after daybreak on the 19th launched another attack. Thirteen A–20's dropped to tree-top level to plant almost 500 20-pound parachute bombs and to strafe the Triangle; then E and G Companies moved forward behind a rolling mortar barrage to within grenade distance of the enemy. Here enemy rifle, grenade, and small-mortar ("knee-mortar") fire met them. Capt. Boice, third commander of the battalion since Port Moresby, was killed in the action, and the battalion fell back. At 1600 another mortar concentration heralded a new attack, but the troops could not advance and dug in where they were. During the night the battalion was relieved. Thirty-four men, almost half the strength of the units involved, had been killed or wounded.

The 2d Battalion, 127th Infantry, under Lt. Col. Loren L. Gmeiner, had relieved the 2d Battalion, 128th Infantry, on the 18th and now put E Company in the lines at the Coconut Grove. On 20 December this company under Capt. James L. Alford attacked the Triangle from the northwest. Crossing Entrance Creek at 0845 under an artillery concentration, they tried to rush the position under cover of a smoke screen laid down by mortars. The attack failed. At 1230 they tried again. One platoon charged with grenades after the rest 54


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"Is it possible? Can I believe my senses? Or has some dmon, as we read of in old tales, mocked me in a magic mirror.? I can believe any thing.—Oh! my heart is very sick! I once imagined, that I was using this woman for my purpose. Is it possible, that aught of good can come to one who is forced to make use of such evil instruments as these? A horrible

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 of the company had sprayed the region with tommy-gun and other small-arms fire, but the Japanese had evacuated the positions under fire and set up their automatic weapons to cover all approaches to the bunkers. The assault platoon, under Lts. Paul Whitaker and Donald W. Feury, was hit by enfilading fire and suffered many casualties, including both officers. E Company lost 35 men in the day's fighting.

These gallant attacks made clear the extreme difficulty of taking the Triangle by direct assault. As a result it was decided to contain the Triangle, to cross Entrance Creek above the Coconut Grove, and to drive to the sea from there. Under cover of darkness on 21 December, K Company, 127th Infantry, pushed across the creek and established a bridgehead well to the north of the Triangle. This bridgehead was expanded by K and I Companies on the 22d; the same day a platoon of F Company crossed Entrance Creek to Musita Island in the lagoon at the mouth of the creek.

On the 23d the engineers finished a small footbridge across Entrance Creek at the edge of the Coconut Grove, and five companies of the 127th Infantry prepared to push to the sea along the track through the open field known as Government Gardens. The attack on the 24th started at 0615, but the units advancing behind a rolling artillery barrage soon lost contact with one another in the 5-foot-high kunai grass. On the right, I Company was held up by fire from enemy bunkers located along the right fork of the Triangle. During their attack, 1st Sgt. Elmer J. Burr lost his own life but saved his company commander by smothering the explosion of an enemy hand grenade with his body. At 0950 I Company, relieved by G Company, pulled back to reorganize. G Company took three of the bunkers but got no farther.

One platoon of L Company, split into patrols, broke through a weak spot in the defenses and got to the beach. Sgt. Kenneth E. Gruennert, leading one of these patrols, charged a bunker single-handed and put it out with hand grenades and rifle fire, killing three of the enemy. In the cover of this bunker he bandaged a serious wound in his shoulder and charged a second bunker. Its garrison fled from his grenades, but snipers killed him before the rest of his patrol could come up. Other groups followed, led by two officers. Lt. Charles 55


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 thought sometimes comes over my spirit. I fancy, that in this mysterious foreigner, that in this woman, I have met a kind of double of myself. The same wonderful knowledge of the human mind, the same sweetness of voice, the same miraculous management which has brought us both under the same roof: yet do I find her the most abandoned of all beings; a creature guilty of that, which, even in this guilty age, I thought was obsolete. And is it possible that I am like her? that I can resemble her? that even the indefinite shadow of my most unhallowed thought, can, for a moment, be as vile as her righteousness? Oh, God! the system of my existence seems to stop: I cannot breathe." He flung himself upon his bed, and felt for a moment as if he had quaffed the poisoned draught so lately offered.

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Our flag is proudly floating on the land and on the main Shout, shout the battle cry of freedom Beneath it oft we've conquer'd and will conquer oft again Shout, shout the battle cry of freedom

(Chorus) Our Dixie forever, she's never at a loss Down with the eagle and up with the cross We'll rally 'round the bonny flag, we'll rally once again Shouting the battle cry of freedom

Our gallant boys have marched to the rolling of the drum Shout, shout the battle-cry of freedom And leader in charge cry, "come boys come" Shout, shout the battle-cry of freedom

(Chorus) Our Dixie forever, she's never at a loss Down with the eagle and up with the cross We'll rally 'round the bonny flag, we'll rally once again Shouting the battle cry of freedom

They have laid down their lives on the bloody battle-field Shout, shout the battle-cry of freedom Their motto is resistance - "To tyrants we'll not yield" Shout, shout the battle-cry of freedom

(Chorus) Our Dixie forever, she's never at a loss Down with the eagle and up with the cross We'll rally 'round the bonny flag, we'll rally once again Shouting the battle cry of freedom

While our boys have responded and to the field have gone Shout, shout the battle-cry of freedom Oar noble women also have aided them at home Shout, shout the battle-cry of freedom

(Chorus) Our women forever, God bless them, huzza! With their smiles and favors, they aid us in the war In the tent and on the battle-field, the boys remember And cheer for the daughters of freedom

Let the joyous sound re-echo o'er the land and o'er the sea Shout, shout the battle-cry of freedom Our Southern sky is brightening and soon we will be free Shout, shout the battle-cry of freedom

(Chorus) Our Dixie forever, she's never at a loss Down with the eagle and up with the cross We'll rally 'round the bonny flag, we'll rally once again Shouting the battle cry of freedom

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 A. Middendorf was killed in the fight, and Lt. Fred W. Matz was wounded by our artillery, which did not know our troops had advanced so far. The Japanese closed in behind our forward elements, and after dark the surviving men withdrew, circling east of the enemy positions.

In a renewal of the attack on Christmas Day, first F Company under Capt. Byron B. Bradford, and then A Company under Capt. Horace N. Harger worked their way across the Government Gardens, crawling through the grass from bunker to bunker and knocking the garrisons out with grenades. They reached the Government Plantation in the vicinity of the road junction 700 yards southeast of the Mission, but the enemy attacked their rear and destroyed the Weapons Platoon of A Company. Two attempts to establish telephone communication failed. The problem during the heavy fighting of the next 3 days was to regain and maintain contact with this forward spearhead by clearing the enemy out of the north half of Government Gardens.

On 27 December General Eichelberger came up and directed the operation. A command group under Col. J. S. Bradley, Acting Chief of Staff, Buna Forces, undertook to establish a corridor to the 3 forward companies (A, F, and also B, which had just come up from Ango), now commanded by Major Edmund R. Schroeder. By the morning of 28 December this was accomplished. This action completely cut off the enemy in the Triangle, and a volunteer group from E Company led by S/Sgt. Charles E. Wagner and Pfc. James J. Greene, attacked this position in the evening. They found that the enemy had at last evacuated it. Examination of the Triangle disclosed no less than 18 bunkers, mutually supporting and connected by trenches.

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 ceived the cordial approbation of the world of letters, and the world at large. Should the present volume meet with success, it will be followed, at short intervals, by two others, comprising the entire collection of the ‘Volksmärchen,’ profusely illustrated. For the translation of the ‘Chronicle of the Three Sisters,’ in the present volume, I am indebted to Madame de Chatelain; for the next I am myself responsible.


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 interest; but I have advised him to no course of action, in which his welfare is not equally consulted with my own. Indeed, if not Principle, Interest would make me act faithfully towards him, for my fortunes are bound up in his. But am I entitled—I, who can lose nothing; am I entitled to play with other men's fortunes? Am I, all this time, deceiving myself with some wretched sophistry? Am I then an intellectual Don Juan, reckless of human minds, as he was of human bodies—a spiritual libertine? But why this wild declamation? Whatever I have done, it is too late to recede; even this very moment, delay is destruction, for now, it is not a question as to the ultimate prosperity of our worldly prospects, but the immediate safety of our very bodies. Poison! Oh, God! Oh, God! Away with all fear-all repentance—all thought of past—all reckoning of future. If I am the Juan that I fancied myself, then, Heaven be praised! I have a con-

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 fidant in all my trouble; the most faithful of counsellors; the craftiest of valets; a Leporello often tried, and never found wanting—my own good mind. "And now, thou female fiend! the battle is to the strongest; and I see right well, that the struggle between two such spirits will be a long and a fearful one. Woe, I say, to the vanquished! You must be dealt with by arts, which even yourself cannot conceive. Your boasted knowledge of human nature shall not again stand you in stead; for, mark me, from henceforward, Vivian Grey's conduct towards you shall have no precedent in human nature."

As Vivian re-entered the drawing-room, he met a servant carrying in the globe of gold and silver fishes.

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 B Company extended the corridor southeast of the Mission to the sea and thus isolated the Mission from the enemy still holding out at Giropa Point. During the night of the 29th a patrol from H Company under Lt. Alan W. Simms waded across the mouth of Entrance Creek from the spit on the Village side to the spit on the Mission side and reported the crossing feasible. On 30 December, F Company, 128th Infantry, was moved up to Buna Village. A final assault was planned for the 31st.

Before dawn E Company, 127th Infantry, and F Company, 128th Infantry, began wading across and by o500 had gained the spit on the Mission side without opposition. Then some of our troops advanced too far and alerted the enemy. E Company swung east but was unable to clear the bridgehead needed for G Company, 128th Infantry, which was to cross by the bridge at the east end of the island and attack northeast toward the Mission. The 1st Battalion, 127th Infantry, advancing on the right flank as the other jaw of the pincers, was held up along the beach.

Yet the end was not far off. A patrol of the 2d Battalion, 128th Infantry, made contact with the Warren Force on the 31st; on 1 January the 1st Battalion, 127th Infantry, could see our tanks in the vicinity of Giropa Point. All through the afternoon of the 1st, patrols in the neighborhood of Siwori Village kept reporting Japanese swimming from the Mission toward Tarakena.

On the morning of 2 January, the Urbana Force shifted its pressure to the corridor which it had forced through to the sea between Giropa Point and the Mission. G Company, 127th Infantry, under Capt. William Dames, swept forward on a 150-yard front in a final push up the coast. Many of the enemy attempted to escape an inevitable doom by taking to the sea, some swimming, others paddling small boats, rafts, and logs. These fugitives were machine-gunned by our coastal patrols and strafed by our planes. Meanwhile, the remaining Japanese were driven slowly up the coast through the desolate wreck of Buna Mission. The commander of the 1st Battalion, Maj. Schroeder, was mortally wounded, but the advance continued. By 1550, H Company had crossed from the island and was moving northeast; at 1600 G Company had reached the point of the Mission. Organized resistance was over. After 45 days of fighting, Buna Mission was ours. The Japanese force at Buna had been destroyed. 59


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 Of the original 2,200 men, 1,450 were captured or buried by our troops. Many others were buried by their comrades in the course of the battle. A few escaped into the jungle, where they starved or were hunted down. Still fewer succeeded in swimming to Sanananda, where they shared the fate of its defenders. 60


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 a perusal, which well nigh becomes a labour.

From this defect Musäus is perfectly free; none of his tales are interrupted in this manner, and the reader without fatigue reaches his conclusion. The ‘Chronicle of the Three Sisters’ contains all that could be wished in this kind of writing. The marvellous nature of the subject, the charm of the descriptions, the strange nature of the enchantments, all concur to render this tale extremely entertaining, and do not allow us to pause till we have reached the conclusion.

The ‘Volksmärchen’ of Musäus, for some reason which I am at a loss to understand, have never yet been translated into English, in a complete form. There was, I am told, an English version of about one-half of them published in or about 1790, but I have never met with a copy of this translation. Two or three other of Musäus’ tales have appeared in English specimens of German Romance, published at various periods, and have ever re-


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 fitted prettier form. You have certainly a most admirable taste in dress; and this the more surprises me, for it is generally your plain personage, that is the most recherché in frills, and fans, and flounces."

The lady smiled.

"Oh! by the bye," continued her companion, "I've a letter from Cleveland this morning. I wonder how any misunderstanding could possibly have existed between you, for he speaks of you in such terms."

"What does he say?" was the quick question.

"Oh! what does he say?" drawled out Vivian; and he yawned, and was most provokingly uncommunicative.

"Come, come, Mr. Grey, do tell me."

"Oh! tell you— certainly. Come, let us walk together in the conservatory:" so saying, he took the lady by the hand, and they left the room.

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 "And now for the letter, Mr. Grey!"

"Ay, now for the letter;" and Vivian slowly drew an epistle from his pocket, and there-from read some exceedingly sweet passages, which made Mrs. Felix Lorraine's very heart's blood tingle. Considering that Vivian Grey had never in his life received a single letter from Mr. Cleveland, this was tolerably well: but he was always an admirable Improvisatore! "I am sure that when Cleveland comes to town everything will be explained; I am sure, at least, that it will not be my fault, if you are not the best friends. I am heroic in saying all this, Mrs. Lorraine; there was a time, when—(and here Vivian seemed so agitated that he could scarcely proceed)—there was a time when I could have called that man—liar! who would have prophesied that Vivian Grey could have assisted another in rivetting the affections of Mrs. Felix Lorraine;—but enough of this. I am a weak inexperienced boy, and misinter-

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HILE the right wing of the Allied force in Papua was carrying out the Buna operation, the left wing was attacking Japanese positions defending Sanananda, a few miles west of the Girua River. From these two bases the enemy had started his advance against Port Moresby along trails which converged at Soputa. The Allied counter-offensive was compelled by lack of good lateral communications in the waterlogged coastal plain to follow these same trails and was consequently split into two separate and parallel operations.

The bulk of the troops employed against Buna were American; the majority of those in the Sanananda zone were Australian, but American troops played a part out of proportion to their relatively small numbers. From the start of the operation, elements of the U. S. 126th Infantry were attached to the Australian 7th Division, which was under Maj. Gen. George A. Vasey, Allied Commander on this front. At the end of December the 163d Infantry of the U. S. 41st Division began to arrive from Port Moresby. After the fall of Buna, units of the U.S. 127th Infantry moved up the coast to the Sanananda front, while the tanks and the Australian 18th Infantry Brigade came by way of Ango Corner. The present account sketches only those general outlines of the Sanananda operation which are required for an understanding of American participation.

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 pret, perhaps, that, which is merely the compassionate kindness natural to all women, into a feeling of a higher nature. But, I must learn to contain myself; I really do feel quite ashamed of my behaviour about the tumbler to-day: to act with such unwarrantable unkindness, merely because I had remembered that you once performed the same kind office for Colonel Delmington, was indeed too bad!"

"Colonel Delmington is a vain, empty-headed fool. Do not think of him, my dear Mr. Grey," said Mrs. Felix, with a countenance beaming with smiles.

"Well, I will not; and I'll try to behave like a man; like a man of the world, I should say: but indeed you must excuse the warm feelings of a youth: and truly, when I call to mind the first days of our acquaintance, and then remember that our moon-lit walks are gone for ever—and that our—"

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 "Nay, do not believe so, my dear Vivian; believe me, as I ever shall be, your friend, your—"

"I will, I will, my dear, my own Amalia!"

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 the one good line of approach, and its base was anchored on strongpoints covering the coastal trail between Cape Killerton to the west and Tarakena to the east. Gona was a flank position to the northwest of the main stronghold and could be reached from Soputa by a trail west of the road.

A group of mutually supporting positions at the apex on the Soputa-Sanananda Road covered the junction with the road of a branch trail to Cape Killerton. A half mile to the north was another group of positions where a second trail branched off toward Cape Killerton, and a half mile still further north was a third group of positions. Each defensive position consisted of a single ring of bunkers similar to those found at Buna, connected by fire and communication trenches and thus constituting a perimeter. Many of these perimeters were flanked by swamps and all were well concealed in the dense jungle.

Within the fortified area were concentrated some 3,000 survivors of the unsuccessful attack on Port Moresby, together with reinforcements which arrived by sea. Two of these units which had been decimated in the retreat across the Owen Stanley Mountains could be identified only tentatively: the Kusonose Butai and the Yokoyama Engineers. A third was definitely established as the Yasawa Butai. It consisted of 3 battalions of the 41st Infantry; the 1st Battalion was stationed at Gona, while the 2d and 3d were on the Soputa-Sanananda Road near its junction with the Killerton trail. On 20 November about half of the enemy troops were in positions along the road north of Soputa while the rest were on the coast.

Reinforcements arrived during the first 2 weeks of December. A detachment of the Yamagata Brigade, numbering less than 1,000 and consisting of the Brigade Headquarters, the 3d Battalion of the 170th Infantry, and 1 battery of mountain artillery, landed north of Gona during the night of 1–2 December. A second detachment of the same brigade, also less than 1,000 in number, landed near the mouth of the Mambare River on the night of 12–13 December. The total enemy strength in the Sanananda area was therefore between four and five thousand, at least twice the strength of the Buna garrison.

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was an Autumnal night—the wind was capricious and changeable as a petted beauty, or an Italian greyhound, or a shot silk. Now the breeze blew so fresh, that the white clouds dashed along the sky, as if they bore a band of witches, too late for their sabbath meeting—or some other mischief: and now, lulled and soft as the breath of a slumbering infant, you might almost have fancied it Midsummer's Eve; and the bright moon, with her starry court, reigned undisturbed in the light blue sky. Vivian Grey was leaning against an old

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 the strong defensive position of the enemy. Even after reinforcement by fresh Australian and American units, the attack was stalemated until the fall of Buna permitted the transfer of further Allied forces to the Sanananda front early in January. Thereafter the attack was pressed with unremitting intensity until the last Japanese pocket fell on 22 January 1943.

As the 16th Brigade of the Australian 6th Division and 25th Brigade of the Australian 7th Division came down to the southeastern coastal plain of New Guinea, they could look back on a series of uninterrupted victories since pushing the enemy out of Ioribaiwa on 28 September. Kokoda had fallen on 3 November; after a stand in front of Oivi, the Japanese had retreated without offering further battle. The Australians had pushed on toward the sea. On 19 November they made contact in Popondetta with an American patrol from the 126th Infantry, and patrols of the 25th Brigade entered Gona. These patrols were forced out of Gona by a Japanese counter-attack before the main body of the brigade could come up.

On the same day the U. S. 126th Infantry under Col. Clarence M. Tomlinson was attached to the 7th Division to operate west of the Girua River. The 2d Battalion reverted to the control of the 32d Division on 22 November and fought with the Urbana Force, but the 3d Battalion and part of the rst Battalion (C Company less one platoon, and all of D Company) remained on the Sanananda front until g January. The Cannon and Antitank Companies of the regiment, which had been in the vicinity of Juare, joined the Sanananda forces on 29 November.

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 beech tree in the most secluded part of the park, and was gazing on the moon.

Oh I thou bright moon! thou object of my first love! thou shalt not escape an invocation, although, perchance at this very moment, some varlet sonneteer is prating of 'thy boy Endymion,' and 'thy silver bow.' Here to thee, Queen of the Night! in whatever name thou most delightest! Or Bendis, as they hailed you in rugged Thrace; or Bubastis, as they howled to you in mysterious Egypt; or Dian, as they sacrificed to you in gorgeous Rome; or Artemis, as they sighed to you on the bright plains of ever glorious Greece! Why is it, that all men gaze on thee? Why is it, that all men love thee? Why is it, that all men worship thee?

Shine on, shine on. Sultana of the soul! the Passions are thy eunuch slaves; Ambition gazes on thee, and his burning brow is cooled, and his fitful pulse is calm. Grief wanders in

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 her moon-lit walk, and sheds no tear; and when your crescent smiles, the lustre of Joy's revelling eye is dusked. Quick Anger, in your light, forgets revenge; and even dove-eyed Hope feeds on no future joys, when gazing on the miracle of thy beauty.

Shine on, shine on! although a pure Virgin, thou art the mighty mother of all abstraction! The eye of the weary peasant returning from his daily toil, and the rapt gaze of the inspired poet, are alike fixed on thee; thou stillest the roar of marching armies; and who can doubt thy influence o'er the waves, who has witnessed the wide Atlantic sleeping under thy silver beams?

Shine on, shine on! they say thou art Earth's satellite; yet when I do gaze on thee, my thoughts are not of thy Suzerain. They teach us that thy power is a fable, and that thy divinity is a dream. Oh, thou bright Queen! I will be no traitor to thy sweet authority; and

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 The next moved, that it be a recommendation of this meeting to each individual Society, that the subscription to the Union be raised to one shilling. He said he was unable to say what work the Yorkshire Union had done, when its members only contributed a subscription of one penny per annum. Such a subscription appeared to him to be ridiculously small and inadequate. This is a subject of so much importance, that we gladly print a circular which the Yorkshire Naturalists' Union have issued on the work to be done, and the necessity for an increased subscription:—

". The Secretaries have been directed by the Council to call your attention to the desirability of a sufficient income being at once raised to enable the Union to commence the publication of reports and papers upon the Natural History of the county, as well as to defray the necessary expenses connected with the meetings.

"It is intended to issue the following papers, &c., which are now in preparation, as soon as the requisite funds have been raised—

"It is perfectly obvious that the contributions paid by the affiliated Societies, of 1d. per member per annum, are quite inadequate for this purpose, and you will see that the total income required, more especially for the first year, when the map is to be published, is very considerable. The Council consequently have confidence in inviting you to contribute to the extent of your ability and inclination and while large amounts are sought from all those who arc able to give them, they wish it to be understood, that small amounts are likewise acceptable. Among the sums already given are such amounts as Two Shillings, Half-a-Crown, Five Shillings, Half-a-Guinea, One Guinea, and Two Guineas. Subscribers of 2s. 6d. and upwards will be entitled to receive the publications of the Union.

"The Council trust that the response to this appeal may be such as to justify them in ordering the early publication of the map and reports."— [Eds. M. N.]

The motion was not seconded but an animated discussion ensued, in which Mr. C. J., Mr., the Rev. C. F., Mr. G. H., the Rev. W. H., Mr. E., and others took part. It was ultimately resolved on the motion of the, seconded by Mr. G. H., "That it be a recommendation from this meeting that the annual subscription be raised, and that honorary secretaries be requested to report to a future meeting of the Union the opinion of their societies upon the subject."

The Treasurer's report was then read by Mr., (in the unavoidable absence of Mr. E. D..) It showed that the total receipts for the year, contributed by twenty-one societies, consisting of 2,683 members, were £11. 4s. l0d. The report was adopted.

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1.—That the Annual Meeting of the Midland Union of Natural History Societies shall be held, from time to time, in the towns in which the various Societies of the Union are located; that the President of the Society in connection with which the Annual Meeting shall be held, shall be the President of the Union for the year, and, ex officio, a member of the Council and that where more than one Society in the same town is in the Union, the question of the Presidency shall be determined by those Societies.

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 verily, I will not believe that thy influence o'er our hearts, is, at this moment, less potent, than when we worshipped in thy glittering fane of Ephesus, or trembled at the dark horrors of thine Arician rites. Then, hail to thee. Queen of the Night! Hail to thee, Diana, Triformis, Cynthia, Orthia, Taurica, ever mighty, ever lovely, ever holy! Hail! hail! hail!

If I were a metaphysician, I would tell you why Vivian Grey had been gazing two hours on the moon, for I could then present you with a most logical programme of the march of his ideas, since he whispered his last honied speech in the ear of Mrs. Felix Lorraine, at dinner time, until this very moment, when he did not even remember that such a being as Mrs. Felix Lorraine breathed. Glory to the metaphysician's all perfect theory! When they can tell me why, at a bright banquet, the thought of death has flashed across my mind, who fear not death; when they can tell me, why, at the bu-

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 rial of my beloved friend, when my very heart-strings seemed bursting, my sorrow has been mocked by the involuntary remembrance of ludicrous adventures, and grotesque tales; when they can tell me why, in a dark mountain pass, I have thought of an absent woman's eyes; or why, when in the very act of squeezing the third lime into a beaker of Burgundy cup, my memory hath been of lean apothecaries, and their vile drugs;—why then, I say again, glory to the metaphysician's all perfect theory! and fare you well, sweet world, and you my merry masters, whom, perhaps, I have studied somewhat too cunningly: nosce teipsum shall be my motto. I'll doff my travelling cap, and on with the monk's cowl.

There are mysterious moments in some men's lives, when the faces of human beings are very agony to them, and when the sound of the human voice is jarring as discordant music. These fits are not the consequence of violent or contend-

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 ing passions; they grow not out of sorrow, nor joy, nor hope, nor fear, nor hatred, nor despair. For in the hour of affliction, the tones of our fellow-creatures are ravishing as the most delicate lute; and in the flush moment of joy, where is the smiler, who loves not a witness to his revelry, or a listener to his good fortune? Fear makes us feel our humanity, and then we fly to men, and Hope is the parent of kindness. The misanthrope and the reckless, are neither agitated, nor agonized. It is in these moments, that men find in Nature that congeniality of spirit, which they seek for, in vain, in their own species. It is in these moments, that we sit by the side of a waterfall, and listen to its music the live day long. It is in these moments, that we gaze upon the moon. It is in these moments, that Nature becomes our Egeria; and refreshed and renovated by this beautiful communion, we return to the world, better enabled to fight our parts in the hot war of

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 passions, to perform the great duties, for which man appears to have been created,—to love, to hate, to slander, and to slay.

It was past midnight, and Vivian was at a considerable distance from the Château. He proposed entering by a side-door, which led into the billiard-room, and from thence crossing the Long Gallery, he could easily reach his apartment, without disturbing any of the household. His way led through the little gate, at which he had parted with Mrs. Felix Lorraine on the first day of their meeting.

As he softly opened the door which led into the Long Gallery, he found he was not alone. leaning against one of the casements, was a female. Her profile was to Vivian as he entered, and the moon, which shone bright through the window, lit up a countenance, which he might be excused for not immediately recognising as that of Mrs. Felix Lorraine. She was gazing stedfastly, but her eye did not seem

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 fixed upon any particular object. Her features appeared convulsed, but their contortions were not momentary, and pale as death, a hideous grin seemed chiselled on her idiot countenance.

Vivian scarcely knew whether to stay or to retire. Desirous not to disturb her, he determined not even to breathe; and, as is generally the case, his very exertions to be silent made him nervous; and to save himself from being stifled, he coughed.

Mrs. Lorraine immediately started, and stared wildly around her; and when her eye caught Vivian's, there was a sound in her throat something like the death rattle.

"Who are you?" she eagerly asked.

"A friend, and Vivian Grey."

"Grey! how came you here?" and she rushed forward and wildly seized his hand—and then she muttered to herself, "'tis flesh—'tis flesh."

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 to-night; and find, that though I am a late watcher, I am not a solitary one."

Mrs. Lorraine stared earnestly at him, and then she endeavoured to assume her usual expression of countenance; but the effort was too much for her. She dropped Vivian's arm, and buried her face in her own hands. Vivian was retiring, when she again looked up. "Where are you going?" she asked, with a quick voice.

"To sleep—as I would advise all: 'tis much past midnight."

"Thou sayest not the truth. The brightness of your eye belies the sentence of your tongue. You are not for sleep."

"Pardon me, my dear Mrs. Lorraine, I really have been gaping for the last hour," said Vivian, and he moved on.

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148 posal as this, the President's notion of carrying off four millions of people who do not want to go, from half a million of gentry who do not want to part with them, and from land which their departure will turn into a wilderness, to starve in a present wilderness, looks like insanity. It is all meditated, however. The apparent leap in the dark is, in fact, crossing a bridge; and the President and all his train are coming over to the Abolitionists.

There is nothing visionary, or even new, in such a scheme as is proposed. There is always some plantation, here or there, where the negroes are, by some accident, living like free labourers. This reminds me of what happened in North Carolina, when I was over there. A widow lady was called away from her estate for a permanence, by some obligation or other; and it became a question what to do about the negroes. They were sorely afraid of being "sold South;" and they were delighted at the proposal that they should choose an overseer out of their own number, and manage for themselves. They were to make themselves comfortable, and earn what they could for their mistress. They chose the ablest negro on the plantation to superintend, and went to work.

Some months later, a great noise and shouting was heard on the estate, and the neighbours said, when the report of insurrection was spread, that they always knew what would become of such a venture. It was only holiday mirth, however, The negroes had gone to work on a general holiday, some time before, because the crop was in a critical state, and would not bear delay and they were taking their holiday now;—that was all. The crop was a good one, and their mistress had a larger income than usual from her estate. It would be a pity to send four millions of these people into the wilderness, if it were ever so practicable. But such is not to be their fate.

Already, the destiny of "the miserable, degraded, insulted" class may be heard told in that voice of supplication in the Capitol, "We pray for the slave."

THE TEN YARD SEAM.

picturesqueness, has been so pierced with shafts and covered with pit-rubbish, so befouled with the vapours of countless fires, and so thickly stud- ded over with pit-frames and furnaces, dreary iron- works and drearier dwellings, that the eye, accus- tomed to brighter scenes and pleasanter surround- ings, turus at first with a sense of hopeless weari. ness from contemplating a picture of such appa. rently unmitigated wretchedness. Seen under its worst aspect, with a low sky and driving rain, the black country is almost Dantean in its horrible- ness, and seems fitted, like the circles of the Inferno, for the abode of lost spirits, rather than human beings. There is one condition, however, under which even this grim district puts on a little of the picturesque and becomes almost beautiful by comparison with its every-day appearanco. When night has fallen, and the ugliness of the landscape is lost in its shadows, the numberless fires from coke-hearths, and the leaping flames which issue from the open months of roaring blast- furnaces, lend a peculiar though still hardly an agreeable interest to the scene. The landscape of South Staffordshire furnishes an admirable example of the changes man can effect by means of persevering, if profitable, deface- ment. Originally a region of peculiar beauty, and deriving from its geological formation all those aids to local loveliness which the Silurian rocks afford, the neighbourhood of Dudley, once rivalled classic Hagley in attractiveness, but the only traces now remaining of its former glories must be sought in the names of places from which the miners' pick and the coal-masters' machinery have long ago driven the last vestige of comeliness. Harts Hill, Brierley Hill, Rocks Hill and Peusnett Chace, tell by their etymology how changed are all things since these now black and suoty localities first received their old and suggestive nomenclature.

But if nature be no longer lovely to the eye throughout this dreary district, she certainly com. pensates for her ugliness by a singular liberality. if handsome is that handsome does " be a rule applicable alike to men and minerals, then ought we to count the patch of country, bounded by our imaginary circle, the true garden of England-nay, a very Eden for beauty. Within its limited area lies the richest and most valuable coal-field yet Ir the reader will take a geologically coloured discovered, not only in the British islands, but map of England, aud placing one leg of a pair of throughout the world, and from this black centre compasses upon the town of Dudley, describe has radiated, one might safely say, almost all the a circle having a radius of about three miles, its lines of industrial activity which now spread circumference will be found to include the darkest throughout the length and breadth of the land. It tinted patch throughout the whole country,--a was here that the discoveries of Dud Dudley, sup- distriet not dark upon the map alone, but deusely plemented by those of Watt, gave the first great and detestably black in actual dirty reality. This lift to our manufacturing system. It was in the is the South Staffordshire coal field, commonly "black country" (then by no means black) that known as the "black country," and certainly no the former of these pioneers of mechanical science region could better deserve the characteristie so- proved the feasibility of making iron from the ore briquet it bears, for, compared with its foulness, by means of pit coal, and in proving this laid the even Sheffield is pure, and Leeds embodied cleanli foundation upon which the great iron trade of our ness. The whole area of this the finest and own day rests. Before his time the coal of South most valuable of the British coal-fields lies under Staffordshire was valuable only for such compara- a perpetual cloud of smoke; the landscape is tively unimportant purposes as household and barren, treeless, and wretched beyond all deserip- smithy use; a limited production of iron was with tion, the ground that once-before the value of the difficulty kept up by the fast-failing supplies of mineral which underlies it was recognised-swelled wood and the rapid expansion of this manufacture into bills and dipped into valleys of the utmost, which followed on Dudley's successful experiments.


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 your voice for those who can credit man's words. You will go, then. What! are you afraid of a woman, because  'tis past midnight, and you 're in an old gallery."

"Fear, Mrs. Lorraine, is not a word in my vocabulary."

"The words in thy vocabulary are few, boy! as are the years of thine age. He who sent you here this night, sent you here not to slumber. Come hither!" and she led Vivian to the window: "what see you?"

"I see Nature at rest, Mrs. Lorraine; and I would fain follow the example of beasts, birds, and fishes."

"Yet gaze upon this scene one second. See the distant hills, how beautifully their rich covering is tinted with the moonbeam! These nearer fir-trees—how radiantly their black skeleton forms are tipped with silver! and the old and thickly-foliaged oaks bathed in light!

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 and the purple lake reflecting in its lustrous bosom another heaven! Is it not a fair scene?"

"Beautiful! Oh, most beautiful!"

"Yet, Vivian, where is the being for whom all this beauty existeth? Where is your mighty creature—Man? The peasant on his rough couch enjoys, perchance, slavery's only service-money—sweet sleep; or, waking in the night, curses at the same time his lot and his lord. And that lord is restless on some downy couch; his night thoughts, not of this sheeny lake and this bright moon, but of some miserable creation of man's artifice, some mighty nothing, which Nature knows not of, some offspring of her bastard child—Society. Why then is Nature loveliest when man looks not on her? For whom, then, Vivian Grey, is this scene so fair?"

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 commingle with humanity, on the condition that they may sometimes commune with Nature.""

"Superior spirits! say you?" and here they paced the gallery. "When Valerian, first Lord Carabas, raised this fair castle—when, profuse for his posterity, all the genius of Italian art and Italian artists was lavished on this English palace; when the stuffs, and statues, the marbles, and the mirrors, the tapestry, and the carvings, and the paintings of Genoa, and Florence, and Venice, and Padua, and Vicenza, were obtained by him at miraculous cost, and with still more miraculous toil; what think you would have been his sensations, if, while his soul was revelling in the futurity of his descendants keeping their state in this splendid pile, some wizard had foretold to him, that ere three centuries could elapse, the fortunes of his mighty family would be the sport of two individuals; one of them, a foreigner unconnected in blood, or connected only in hatred;

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 and the other, a young adventurer alike unconnected with his race, in blood, or in love; a being, ruling all things by the power of his own genius, and reckless of ail consequences, save his own prosperity. If the future had been revealed to my great ancestor, the Lord Valerian, think you, Vivian Grey, that we should have been walking in this long gallery?"

"Really, Mrs. Lorraine, I have been so interested in discovering what people think in the nineteenth century, that I have had but little time to speculate on the possible opinions of an old gentleman who flourished in the sixteenth.""

"You may sneer, sir; but I ask you, if there are spirits so superior to that of the slumbering Lord of this castle, as those of Vivian Grey and Amalia Lorraine; why may there not be spirits proportionately superior to our own?"

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 "If you are keeping me from my bed, Mrs. Lorraine, merely to lecture my conceit by proving that there are in this world wiser heads than that of Vivian Grey, on my honour, madam, you are giving yourself a great deal of unnecessary trouble."

"You will misunderstand me, then, thou wilful boy!"

"Nay, lady, I will not affect to misunderstand your meaning; but I recognise, you know full well, no intermediate essence between my own good soul, and that ineffable and omnipotent spirit, in whose existence philosophers and priests alike agree."

"Omnipotent, and ineffable essence! Oh! leave such words to scholars, and to schoolboys! And think you, that such indefinite nothings, such unmeaning abstractions, can influence beings whose veins are full of blood, bubbling like this?" And here she grasped Vivian with a feverish hand—"Omnipotent,

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 presume to accept favors of such a nature, in spite of his repeated offers.

. Then you are making a great mistake; everybody is convinced that you do. Nobody puts any other interpretation upon your intimacy.

. The explanation is very simple. I should be intolerably selfish if I were to attempt to isolate poor Elsa altogether, yet what society is open to us now? In this democracy of money and vice, which are the two great democratizers, the only possible selection lies among those whose money and vices are relieved by some touch of imagination, some suggestion of art. The Comte is one of these. Besides, he is a thoroughly fine fellow, large-hearted, incapable by nature of the slightest indelicacy.

. Then you believe that he is a person who can be relied upon thoroughly?

. Beyond question.

. Naturally you are in a position to know. The Comte is anxious to meet me. I trust that you will accommodate him at the very first opportunity.

. At once. It will be a great pleasure to him. He tells me that he owes you an explanation.

. It is wholly unnecessary. I shall be enchanted to meet him.

. Perhaps he is not far away.

. Your Highness! Your Highness! We totter upon the verge of a precipice; I feel very much as I should if I were to discover you looping the loop. My reason will be unable to support these terrible blows. Who is this? Herr Rosmer… Another calamity! He could not have appeared at a worse time. When he learns that you have spoken to your cousin, that he has promised to present the Comte de Tournerelles


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 and ineffable essence! Oh! I have lived in a land, where every mountain, and every stream, and every wood, and every ruin, has its legend, and its peculiar spirit; a land, in whose dark forests, the midnight hunter, with his spirit-shout, scares the slumbers of the trembling serf; a land, from whose winding rivers, the fair-haired Undine welcomes the belated traveller to her fond, and fatal, embrace; and you talk to me of omnipotent and ineffable essences! Oh! miserable mocker!—It is not true, Vivian Grey; you are but echoing the world's deceit, and even at this hour of the night, thou darest not speak as thou dost think. Thou worshippest no omnipotent and ineffable essence—thou believest in no omnipotent and ineffable essence; shrined in the secret chamber of your soul, there is an image, before which you bow down in adoration, and that image is. And truly when I do gaze upon thy radiant eyes," and here

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 the lady's tone became more terrestrial,—"and truly when I do look upon thy luxuriant curls," and here the lady's small white hand played like lightning through Vivian's dark hair,—"and truly when I do remember the beauty of thy all-perfect form, I cannot deem thy self-worship—a false idolatry;" and here the lady's arms were locked round Vivian's neck, and her head rested on his bosom.

"Oh! Amalia! it would be far better for you to rest here, than to think of that, of which the knowledge is vanity."

"Vanity!' shrieked Mrs. Lorraine, and she violently loosed her embrace, and extricated herself from the arm, which, rather in courtesy, than in kindness, had been wound round her delicate waist—"Vanity! Oh! if you knew but what I know—Oh! if you had but seen what I have seen"'—and here her voice failed her, and she stood motionless in the moonshine, with averted head and outstretched arms.

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 "Amalia! this is very madness; for Heaven's sake calm yourself!"

"Calm myself! Oh! it is madness; very, very madness! 'tis the madness of the fascinated bird; 'tis the madness of the murderer who is voluntarily broken on the wheel; 'tis the madness of the fawn, that gazes with adoration on the lurid glare of the anaconda's eye; 'tis the madness of woman who flies to the arms of her—Fate;" and here she sprang like a tigress round Vivian's neck, her long light hair bursting from its bands, and clustering down her shoulders.

And here was Vivian Grey, at past midnight, in this old gallery, with this wild woman clinging round his neck. The figures in the ancient tapestry looked living in the moon, and immediately opposite him was one compartment of some old mythological tale, in which were represented, grinning, in grim majesty,—.

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 The wind now rose again, and the clouds which had vanished, began to re-assemble in the heavens. As the blue sky was gradually being covered, the gigantic figures of Clotho, Lachesis, and Atropos, became as gradually dimmer, and dimmer, and the grasp of Vivian's fearful burthen looser, and looser. At last the moon was entirely hid, the figures of the Fates vanished, and Mrs. Felix Lorraine sank lifeless into his arms.

Vivian groped his way with difficulty to the nearest window, the very one at which she was leaning, when he first entered the gallery. He played with her wild curls; he whispered to her in a voice sweeter than the sweetest serenade; but she only raised her eyes from his breast, and stared wildly at him, and then clung round his neck with, if possible, a tighter grasp.

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. He will be shocked, which is the best thing that he does. Let me know when my cousin arrives with the Comte.

. Oh, Albert! Where have you been? You have played and lost! Will you never learn that a man cannot be lucky at everything? Well, what are you going to do? Smile, or wait for your luck to change to look pleasant?

. I have not been playing to-night. I should never play, if I had my way, nor should we come to the Casino. We should not remain another day in this place.

. Yes, I know your love-idyl: our hearts and a cabin. Unhappy the woman who is lured into that dream! I still remember the week we spent in the country together, without seeing a soul, without another person to speak to, alone with our immense love. Who tired of it first?

. It irritated me to see how bored you were.

. And I suppose it bored me to see you having such a good time? What is the use of this pretense? We were both bored horribly. Love is a beautiful thing, no doubt it is the most beautiful thing in the world, but it is like the sun—beautiful because it shines on so much that is lovely and beautiful, which appears more fascinating in its light; the light itself is not beautiful. I hope and pray that our love may always be surrounded by all the lovely and beautiful things in the world.

. Yes, I seem to have noticed it. What you want is to be happy, eternally happy. Your idea of love is having nothing serious to think about.

. If I had thought seriously enough to satisfy your ideas, we should never have loved each other, nor should we be living together now. I adore happiness above everything else in the world; I have no intention of saddening my life by resignation, nor of renouncing your


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 and motionless companion. At length the wind again fell: there was a break in the sky, and a single star appeared in the midst of the clouds, surrounded with a little heaven of azure.

"See there, see there!" the lady cried, and then she unlocked her arms. "What would you give, Vivian Grey, to read that star?"

"Am I more interested in that star, Amalia, than in any other of the bright host?" asked Vivian, with a serious tone, for he thought it necessary to humour his companion.

"Are you not? is it not the star of thy destiny?"

"And are you learned in all the learning of the Chaldeans too, lady?"

"Oh, no, no, no!" slowly murmured Mrs. Lorraine, and then she started; but Vivian seized her arms, and prevented her from again clasping his neck.

"I must keep these pretty hands close

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 prisoners," he said, smiling, "unless you promise to behave with more moderation. Come, my Amalia! you shall be my instructress! Why am I so interested in this brilliant star?" and holding her hands in one of his, he wound his arm round her waist, and whispered her such words, as he thought might calm her troubled spirit. The wildness of her eyes gradually gave way; at length, she raised them to Vivian with a look of meek tenderness, and her head sank upon his breast.

"It shines, it shines, it shines, Vivian!" she softly whispered, "glory to thee, and woe to me! Nay, you need not hold my hands, I will not harm you. I cannot—'tis no use. Oh, Vivian! when we first met, how little did I know to whom I pledged myself!"

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 your mind, but over the very soul of the land from which you come. Recognize in me only your friend, and leave the other world to those who value it more, or more deserve it. Does not this fair earth contain sufficient of interest and enjoyment."

"Oh, Vivian! you speak with a sweet voice, but with a sceptic's spirit. Thou knowest not what I know."

"Tell me then, my Amalia; let me share your secrets, provided they be your sorrows."

"Oh, Vivian! almost within this hour, and in this park, there has happened that—which"and here her voice died, and she looked fearfully round her.

"Nay, fear not, fear not; no one can harm you here, no one shall harm you. Rest, rest upon me, and tell me all thy grief."

"I dare not—I cannot tell you.""

"Nay, my own love, thou shalt—"

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 love, nor of doing penance, either, because I am yours and I love you so. Was it my duty to sit still and submit to having my life regulated by an Emperor and a Court which represent nothing but tradition and antiquity, in which the voices of the dead have more influence than the wishes of the living? No, I had a heart, I had a soul, I had my life to live, which was not that life, and it was my duty to fight, to rebel. Life is either accepting the conditions and environment in which we find ourselves, without protest, without rebellion, and living on peacefully and quietly, resigned to our fate, as if we were already dead—and in that case it is just as well to have all the virtues about us like statues on a monument—or otherwise it is protest, it is struggle, rebellion against the world, and there is but one virtue in a rebel, which is courage; the others, no matter how impressive their names, are nothing but ghosts of cowardice and fear—which are all that prevent us from running to meet happiness with a light heart, when happiness calls to us in our lives in the name of love.

. Suppose happiness calls to you some day in your life in the name of love, and the voice is not my voice? You would not hesitate, of course?

. Why do you say that? You have no reason to doubt my love.

. Probably I have no reason to doubt it because you fancy that you have sacrificed so much for my sake.

. It was no sacrifice for me to give up a life which I loathed and despised.

. If it was no sacrifice, and you loathed and despised it so utterly, how am I to know but that the desire to escape from it may not have influenced you more than my love? Without your being conscious of it, I may have represented this new life in your eyes, a fresh environment, and


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 "I cannot speak, your eye scares me. Are you mocking me? I cannot speak if you look so at me."

"I will not look on you; I will play with your long hair, and gaze on yonder star.—Now, speak on, my own love."

"Oh! Vivian, there is a custom in my native land—the world calls it an unhallowed one; you, in your proud spirit, will call it a vain one. But you would not deem it vain, if you were the woman now resting on your bosom. At certain hours of particular nights, and with peculiar ceremonies, which I need not here mention—we do believe, that in a lake or other standing water, fate reveals itself to the solitary votary.  Oh! Vivian, I have been too long a searcher after this fearful science; and this very night, agitated in spirit, I sought yon water. The wind was in the right direction, and every thing Concurred in favouring a most propitious di-

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 vination. I knelt down to gaze on the lake, I had always been accustomed to view my own figure performing some future action, or engaged in some future scene of my life. I gazed, but I saw nothing but a brilliant star. I looked up into the heavens, but the star was not there, and the clouds were driving quick across the sky. More than usually agitated by this singular occurrence, I gazed once more; and just at the moment, when with breathless and fearfill expectation, I waited the revelation of my immediate destiny, there flitted a figure across the water. It was there only for the breathing of a second, and as it passed, it mocked me." Here Mrs. Lorraine writhed in Vivian's arms; her features were moulded in the same unnatural expression as when he first entered the gallery, and the hideous grin was again sculptured on her countenance. Her whole frame was in such a state of agitation,

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 to violent means. My views went farther: I proposed to declare open war against the game, which had brought on my disgrace and ruin, and to rob the houses of the judges who had punished me so severely."

"To effect our purpose we wanted horses, The frontiers, where the dominions of my former sovereign terminated, being three miles distant. By means of house-breaking and some highway robberies we soon got possession of a sufficient sum of money, with which we dispatched one of our associates to a distant town to buy four horses, fire arms, powder and ball. The houses of the hated judges were pillaged in a tempestuous night, and whenever the face of the earth was covered with midnight darkness, we rallied forth from our den to destroy the game in those parts where my misfortunes had commenced, and I took care to let my persecutors know that it


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 that she rose up and down in Vivian's arms; and it was only with the exertion of his whole strength, that he could retain her.

"Why, Amalia—this—this was nothing—your own figure."

"No, not my own—it was yours!"

Uttering a loud and piercing shriek, which echoed through the winding gallery, she fainted.

Vivian gazed on her in a state of momentary stupefaction, for the extraordinary scene had begun to influence his own nerves. And now he heard the tread of distant feet, and a light shone through the key-hole of the nearest door. The fearful shriek had alarmed some of the household. What was to be done? In desperation Vivian caught the lady up in his arms, and dashing out of an opposite door bore her to her chamber.

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 was Wolf who committed these depredations."

"Meeting with success in our nocturnal rambles our temerity increased, and we way-laid the traveller on the high road, however I took great care not to perpetrate a second murder. The terror of my name soon spread itself all over the country, and the neighbouring magistrates tried every means to get me in their power; a great reward was promised to him who should take me, dead or alive, and, if one of my associates, a full pardon; however, I was so fortunate to elude the watchfulness of my pursuers for a considerable time, and to frustrate every attempt on my liberty."

"I had carried on this infernal trade a whole year, when I began to be tired of it. The gang, whose leader I was, having disappointed my sanguine hopes, I soon perceived, with terror, how much my fancy, heated by wine and loose desires, had been


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 this liberty upon which you plume yourself, forgetting who you are and the respect which you owe to your rank as Princess.

. Oh! What is the use of talking? Now you are finding fault with me; it has become a habit. I might very well doubt your love, since you should have warned me before that I was forgetting who I was and what I owed to myself as Princess, and not now when it is too late, if all that you saw in me was Princess Helena of Suavia.

. You have no right to say such things; you misjudge me. What I wish is to see you respected, to feel that your conduct is becoming your rank and position. I am not willing to have people think that a craving for low, promiscuous adventure threw us together, when it was love. Besides, I am afraid that you will be disillusioned yourself when you are brought face to face with the very matter-of-fact hardships to which we shall presently be exposed, which will appear intolerable to you. I do not wish you to have stooped so low when that time comes, that it will be impossible to recover the position which you renounced for love of me, as I hope and believe—for love of me entirely. Yes, is it not true, my Princess Bebé, born into a world into which of all others you should never have been born, to become the terror of the Court of Suavia, like a great, unruly boy in the midst of a den of musty antiquaries, who laughs at them and rifles their hoary parchments and diplomas, and overturns their ancient cabinets which are covered with dust?

. Yes, it is so lovely to rebel! It was in heaven, next to God. There was a rebel angel, even there, who for mere love of it, exchanged heaven for hell.

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 imposed upon, when I consented to become the captain of my associates. Hunger and want frequently supplied the place of superfluity and ease, which I had expected, and I was necessitated many a time to risk my life in order to procure a scanty meal, which hardly sufficed to appease the violent cravings of my empty stomach. The visionary image of brotherly concord disappeared, and envy, suspicion, and jealousy stepped in its place, loosening the ties of our society; the solemn promise of a full pardon to him who should deliver me into the hands of justice, was a powerful temptation to lawless robbers, and I was well aware of the dangers which surrounded me. I became a stranger to sleep, a victim to never ceasing apprehensions; the phantom of suspicion pursued me every where, tormented me when awake, laid down with me upon my couch, and created frightful dreams, when my weary eyes were now and then closed by the hand of slumber.


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. It will only be because I have not found what I sought. Through whose fault, I wonder? But I shall not turn back, I promise you, come what will!

. Then you will love me forever?

. If your love is the love I have hoped to find in the world.

. What do you mean?

. I have already told you that I shall never turn back.

. Do you realize our situation? Look at these letters.

. Bills of course, creditors, the bankers close their vaults, a few lines of friendly advice… I knew it, I expected it.

. Hitherto you have merely renounced the disadvantages of your rank. Will you be equal also to renouncing its advantages?

. No, I shall renounce nothing. I shall fight for our love. We need money and I intend to get it. My cousin, Prince Stephen, has promised to present the Comte de Tournerelles.

. Have you been talking with your cousin? Will you permit him to present the Comte de Tournerelles? Do you realize what that implies socially? You will be obliged to recognize the Prince's wife and the Comte's mistress, yes, and their whole circle of fortune-hunters and adventurers. No, no, it is out of the question. We are observed from the Court of Suavia. If our conduct is correct as befits our station, the Emperor may relent, but if we receive these people

. Why not acknowledge at once that all your hopes are based upon the Emperor's consent to my divorce, so that I shall again become Princess of Suavia, and then you will be Prince Consort at my side? Is that it?


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 My conscience, which had been lulled asleep, recovered its power by degrees, and the sleeping viper of remorse was roused by the general tempest which was raging within my breast; the hatred I bore the human race turned its dagger against myself—I was reconciled to human kind, and cursed nobody but myself: The dreadful consequences of vice stared me grisly in the face, and my natural good sense dispelled at length the delusions which had led me astray from the blessed path of virtue; I felt how deep I had fallen, and gloomy melancholy stepped in the place of gnashing despair: I wished, with weeping eyes, to have it in my power to recall the times past, and was convinced that I would make a better use of the hours I had dedicated to the vile service of gilt; I began to hope that I yet would reform, being sensible that I should be able to effect a reform. On the highest summit of depravity I was more inclined to tread in the


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 Do you flatter yourself that any amount of good behavior, or the enduring of a thousand privations, will gain us the favor of the Emperor? How silly! No, there is only one course to pursue: the Emperor will never yield except before a scandal, or when the outcry of my creditors threatens to make him ridiculous.

. Are you serious about accepting money from the Comte de Tournerelles? Do you realize what that involves? Are you crazy? Do you know to what you will be committing yourself, what he will undoubtedly think, what he will have the impudence to expect of you?

. Nothing of the sort! He neither thinks nor expects anything. He merely believes that he is coming off very cheaply, entertaining a Princess in his house at a clever bargain.

. Have you considered the persons you will be obliged to meet in his house?

. Yes, I have; I can imagine who they will be. Men and women with passions, with vices, with interests and necessities, with flesh and blood and nerves—people who live, who struggle and fight for their lives, who love, hate, intrigue; people who are like everybody else, just the same as you and I. Why this insane desire to shut ourselves off from each other, to ticket and classify ourselves, to create distinctions between us, and fancy that we are superior to our fellows, when we are all equal and all belong to the same race, the poor, despised human race, which spends all its time dividing itself and hating itself and marking itself off into classes and castes and individuals, when all the sympathy and all the love in our hearts which might bind us together would be too little even then among so many to alleviate the sorrows of life?

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 steps of virtue, than before I had commited the first lawless deed."

"A war had broken out in Germany at that time, and recruits were raising every where, which gave me some hopes to retreat in an honorable manner from my associates, and turn a useful member of human society: I wrote a letter to my prince, the copy of which you will find in my pocket book."

"The letter was produced and read by the clerk, the purport of it ran, as much as I can remember, as follows:"

"If your Highness does not think it beneath your dignity to condescend to a viilain like myself, if a criminal of my atrocity is not entirely excluded from your mercy, O then do not reject the humble petition of a repenting sinner—I am a mur-


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 derer and robber, have forfeited my life, and am pursued by the avenging hand of justice, I will deliver myself into the hand of the executive power—but I, at the same time, am going to lay a very strange prayer at the feet of your throne: I detest life and do not fear to die, it would however be dreadful to me to die, without having lived. I wish to live, in order to repair my crimes past, and to make my peace with human society, which I have offended. My execution will be a warning example to the world, but not atone for my wicked deeds; I hate vice, and have a strong desire to try the path of honesty and virtue; I have shewn great capacities to become a terror to the state, and I flatter myself that I yet have some abilities to render services to the country which I have injured."

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 the Comte!… Herr Rosmer, has she told you? Have you influence to prevent it? I have letters from Suavia this very day; they know, they exaggerate. They hear that we are leading lives of degradation and shame, abandoned to play—a perpetual orgy of depravity. Would you believe it? They even say that I have a lover! Only a supreme effort sustains my shattered nerves.

. Further struggle is useless. Her Highness will never be influenced by any suggestion which may be tainted with sense.

. Cousin, may I present the Comte de Tournerelles?

. Highness! I owe you an apology for a most regrettable mistake.

. Stephen! [''Stopping short, astonished. Then to ''] Princess Helena? Impossible! Only yesterday he swore that he would never speak to her again. This will reach the ears of the Emperor,

. I should like you to meet Herr Albert Rosmer—if you have no objection?

. To what? In fact, we have met before. I remember him very well.

. Albert, Prince Stephen wishes to speak with you.

. Highness!

. I have frequently had the pleasure in Suavia.

. Now present me to your wife. Do you hesitate? You have scruples

. No, indeed, I assure you.

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 however, I am not yet chained in fetters, am yet at liberty, and fear has the least share in my prayer."

"It is mercy that I crave, and if I had some claim to justice I would not attempt now to enforce it; yet there is one circumstance which I have reason to recall to the recollection of my judges. The period of my crimes commences with that rigorous sentence which has deprived me of my honor. If my judges had not been too severe, if they had listened to the voice of equity and humanity, I should perhaps not have been reduced to the necessity of craving the mercy of your Highness—their want of feeling has plunged me in the fatal gulph of guilt."

"Let mercy supply the place of justice and spare my life, if it is in your power to intercede with the law in my behalf, the remainder of my life shall be entirely devoted to your service: If you can grant my


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 Herr Rosmer? How amusing! We renounce our rank because of them, and then they oblige us with an imitation of it.

. It is amusing—very. Elsa…

. What are you doing with Princess Helena? I hope you do not expect me to speak to her.

. [To ] Why did you force me to recognize the Prince?

. How perfectly absurd! She is my cousin; besides, we are travelling.

. She is with her paramour. A married woman!

. I should not have objected if he had been alone, but his wife is with him. A comic-opera singer!

. Oh, this is too much! What foolishness! I shall put an end to this nonsense at once. Comte, will you present me to… ah, yes! to your fiancée, the Comtesse Diana de Lys?

. Ah! Delighted! Diana

. Highness! This is a great honor. It is a tremendous satisfaction to me.

. What are we coming to, Baroness?

. Bromides have lost their effect. I shall be obliged to get drunk or take morphine—which is a polite method of getting drunk.

. I am anticipating your concert with great pleasure.

. Are you really coming? Oh, Highness! It is so good of you!

. The honor will be unprecedented for us both.

. Do present me to my cousin's wife, if you will be so kind. Apparently he is afraid. They are disputing warmly.

. Oh, no! You must be mistaken, I am sure. My dear, Princess Helena desires to meet you.


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''7 Most of these kinships are not to be understood in the way you call them, but rather like me and all Christians. That I do not call anyone Father but the one who begat me, nor Mother but the one who gave birth to me. Nor call anyone Grandfather but the one who begat my Father or my Mother. Nor Grandmother but the one who gave birth to my Father, or Mother. Nor Sons, or Daughters, but those that I beget. Nor Grandsons, or Granddaughters but those who my sons beget, or my daughters give birth to. Nor Brother but the one begat by my Father, or given birth to by my Mother. Nor Nephew but the one begat by my brother, or given birth to by my sister. Nor uncle but the Brother of my Father, or of my Mother. Nor Cousin but the one begat by my Uncle, or given birth to by my Aunt, and there are no other kinships. And this conforms to the questions in the Admonitions. The others that used to be called Fathers, and Mothers.'' Rh


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. What did I tell you? I could not help myself.

. Highness!

. Don't call me Highness; my name is Helena. Why did you object to meeting me?

. I? Who told you so?

. Oh, I did not mind! We are going to become very fond of each other.

. Possibly. Pardon, I was speaking with the Comtesse…

. Stephen, look at Herr Rosmer and your wife. They are disgusted; it mortifies them to see us such good friends. They are afraid that we may forget ourselves and commit some blunder, or fail in etiquette.

. I believe you are right.

. They deserve—well, they do deserve it.

. What?

. Nothing! Was it worth while to defy the world and to revolutionize our hearts just for this? They deserve to have us remember who we are, since they are not able to forget it.

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went straight to the Negresco, where he ordered a couple of cocktails and disposed of them rapidly; then he stared moodily out over the dazzling blue sea. He noted the passers-by mechanicallya damned dull crowd, badly dressed, and painfully uninteresting; one hardly ever saw anything worth while nowadays. Then he corrected this last impression rapidly, as a woman placed herself at a table a little distance away from him. She was wearing a marvellousmarvelous [sic] confection of orange and black, with a little hat that shaded her face. He ordered a third cocktail; again he stared out to sea, and then suddenly he started. A well-known perfume assailed his nostrils, and he looked up to see the orange-and-black lady standing beside him. He saw her face now, and recognized her. It was Mirelle. She was smiling that insolent, seductive smile he knew so well.

"Dereek!" she murmured. "You are pleased to see me, no?"

She dropped into a seat the other side of the table.

"But welcome me, then, stupid one," she mocked.

"This is an unexpected pleasure," said Derek. "When did you leave London?"

She shrugged her shoulders. "A day or two ago."

"And the Parthenon?"


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 But the Misi men (Egyptians) have brought us, with speed, corn  So now not without favor  I have become a great man, behold: strong and powerful in their sight we have been made. But mighty and rebellious to the King is this power. (His land does not intend to help the land?) Behold I am despatching two men to the city of Simyra, and all the men of its chief have gathered in order to consult as to messages to the King, who will know why you hear from us your chiefs. Good is the letter they have brought us, and the letter which the messengers of the King have uttered to us. Through the pretensions of this dog the King’s heart has been grieved with men, and has been unrighteously set up, devising in their hearts  and  (your chief?). I go against the men of blood from the city Simyra to keep  and whatsoever I have been commanded. And let the King the news of his servant. I have despatched ten chiefs of the Land of Nubia, twenty chiefs of the Land of Egypt, as a guard to the King. Sun-God and Lord thy servant is faithful to thee.”

73 B—“To the King thus says Ribadda thy servant, the footstool of the feet of the Sun-God my Lord. Seven times and seven times at his feet I bow. Grievous it is to say what, in the sight of the King, he has done—the dog Abdasherah. Behold what has befallen the lands of the King on account of him; and he cried peace to the land, and now behold what has befallen the city of Simyra—a station of my Lord, a fortress and they spoil our fortress  and the cries of the place  a violent man and a dog.”

The next message is too broken to read, but refers to the city of Gebal. The letter continues:

“Will not the King order his Paka to pronounce judgment? and let him guard the chief city of my Lord, and order me as I (say), and let my Lord the Sun set free the lands, and truly my lord shall order the wicked men all of them to go out. I present my memorial in the sight of my Lord, but this dog has not taken any of thy Gods. Prosperity has fled which abode in Gebal, which city of Gebal was as a city very friendly to the King. It is grievous. Behold I have associated Abdbaal


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 "I have, how do you say it?given them the chuck!"

"Really?"

"You are not very amiable, Dereek."

"Do you expect me to be?"

Mirelle lit a cigarette and puffed at it for a few minutes before saying:

"You think, perhaps, that it is not prudent so soon?"

Derek stared at her, then he shrugged his shoulders, and remarked formally:

"You are lunching here?"

"Mais oui. I am lunching with you."

"I am extremely sorry," said Derek. "I have a very important engagement."

"Mon Dieu! But you men are like children," exclaimed the dancer. "But yes, it is the spoilt child that you act to me, ever since that day in London when you flung yourself out of my flat, you sulk. Ah! mais c'est inoui!"

"My dear girl," said Derek, "I really don't know what you are talking about. We agreed in London that rats desert a sinking ship, that is all that there is to be said."

In spite of his careless words, his face looked haggard and strained. Mirelle leaned forward suddenly.

"You cannot deceive me," she murmured. "I knowI know what you have done for me."

He looked up at her sharply. Some undercurrent in her voice arrested his attention. She nodded her head at him.

"Ah! have no fear; I am discreet. You are magnificent! You have a superb courage, but, all the same, it was I who gave you the idea that day, when I said to


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