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by Paullin
Al liberalism and tolerance. One example that must stand for a range of
such interventions was His gentle but dramatic act in encouraging the
marriage of Louis Gregory and Louise Mathew--the one black, the other
white. The initiative set a standard for the American Baha'i com
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by Daigle
N bays, all having round arches; in the triforium each large arch has
two smaller ones beneath it; and in each bay of the clerestory is one
high arch and two smaller ones. The triforium arches in the two
easternmost bays, on both sides, have the hatchet ornamentation in the
tympanum; this may either mark the limits of the old Benedictine choir,
or may simply suggest earlier work. Almost the only indication of
distinct later work, as we proceed towards the west, is in the different
forms of the bases of the piers. The arcading of the aisles curiously
changes towards the west in both aisles, but not at corresponding
points; the change consists in the reversing the interlacing of the
arches. The third pillars from the west end on either side are not
really, strictly speaking, pillars at all. They were built as supports
to two western towers which it was intended certainly to erect at this
point, even if they were not at least in part built. There are many
other little details in the neighbourhood of these piers, all confirming
Mr Paley's discovery with respect to these contemplated towers, one at
any rate of which he thinks was actually erected. The pillars are
cylindrical with numerous attached shafts. In addition to the changed
form of the bases, careful ob
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by Sawrey
Is lost. Before crossing the water, it would be well to become posted as
thoroughly as possible on what one desires to see and to gain a general
idea of the road from the maps. Another valuable adjunct will be a
membership in the A.C.A. or a letter from the American motor
associations, with an introduction to the Secretary of the Motor Union
of Great Britain and Ireland. In this manner can be secured much
valuable information as to the main traveled routes; but after all, if
the tourist is going to get the most out of his trip, he will have to
come down to a careful study of the country
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by Cibrian
moved into Deeper Water I went with the Pinnace and Yawl, mann'd and
Arm'd, and landed upon the Island, accompanied by Mr. Banks and Dr.
Solander. We had scarce landed before all the Canoes left the Ship and
landed at different parts of the Island, and before we could well look
about us we were surrounded by 2 or 300 People, and, notwithstanding
that they were all Arm'd, they came upon us in such a confused,
straggling manner that we hardly suspected that they meant us any harm;
but in this we were very soon undeceived, for upon our Endeavouring to
draw a line on the sand between us and them they set up the War dance,
and immediately some of them attempted to seize the 2 Boats. Being
disappointed in this, they next attempted to break in upon us, upon
which I fir'd a Musquet loaded with small Shott at one of the Forwardest
of them, and Mr. Banks and 2 of the Men fir'd immediately after. This
made them retire back a little, but in less than a minute one of the
Chiefs rallied them again. Dr. Solander, seeing this, gave him a
peppering with small Shott, which sent him off and made them retire a
Second time. They attempted to rally several times after, and only
seem'd to want some one of resolution to head them; but they were at
last intirely dispers'd by the Ship firing a few shott over their Heads
and a Musquet now and then from us. In this Skirmish only one or 2 of
them was Hurt with small Shott, for I avoided killing any one of them as
much as Possible, and for that reason withheld our people from firing.
We had observed that some had hid themselves in a Cave in one of the
Rocks, and sometime after the whole was over we went Towards them. The
Chief who I have mentioned to have been on board the Ship hapned to be o
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by Oplinger
Xaggerated expression of stern authority, an obvious consciousness of
their own importance, and a noticeable contempt for those on whom their
eyes were directed--all this disfigured their kind and affable faces.
But I cannot understand what horrible features the artist fo
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Sweet May wind Were falling like the snow. The blossoms drifted at our
by Zaritsky Westin
Ess remain; Around her sculptured mystery sweeps The lonely waste of
Edom's plain. From the doomed dwellers in the cleft The bow of vengeance
turns not back; Of all her myriads none are left Along the Wady Mousa's
track. Clear in the hot Arabian day Her arches spring, her statues
climb; Unchanged, the graven wonders pay No tribute to the spoiler,
Time! Unchanged the awful lithograph Of power and glory undertrod; Of
nations scattered like the chaff Blown from the threshing-floor of God.
Yet shall the thoughtful stranger turn From Petra's gates with deeper
awe, To mark afar the burial urn Of Aaron on the cliffs of Hor; And
where upon its ancient guard Thy Rock, El Ghor, is standing yet,-- Looks
from its turrets desertward, And keeps the watch that God has set. The
same as when in thunders loud It heard the voice of God to man, As when
it saw in fire and cloud The angels walk in Israel's van, Or when from
Ezion-Geber's way It saw the long procession file, And heard the Hebrew
timbrels play The music of the lordly Nile; Or saw the tabernacle pause,
Cloud-bound, by Kadesh Barnea's wells, While Moses graved the sacred
laws, And Aaron swung his golden bells. Rock of the desert,
prophet-sung! How grew its shadowing pile at length, A symbol, in the
Hebrew tongue, Of God's eternal love and strength. On lip of bard and
scroll of
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E Fulsom grunted, as he leveled a displeased stare upon the
by Sjolander Bache
S. Dodge, hopping nimbly down from the ladder. "There, that looks even
nicer than it did at the fair; don't you think so, Abby?" "It looks
perfectly lovely, Maria." "Well, here we are at last," announced Mrs.
Whittle as she entered. "I had to wait till the frosting stiffened up on
my cake." She bustled over to a table and began to take the things out
of her baskets. Mrs. Daggett hurried forward to meet Mrs. Solomon Black,
who was advancing with slow majesty, bearing a huge disk covered with
tissue paper. Mrs. Black was not the only woman in the town of
Brookville who could now boast sleeves made in the latest Parisian
style. Her quick black eyes had already observed the crisp blue taffeta,
in which Mrs. Whittle was attired, and the fresh muslin gowns decked
with uncreased ribbons worn by Mrs. Daggett and her friend, Maria Dodge.
Mrs. Solomon Black's water-waves were crisp and precise, as of yore, and
her hard red cheeks glowed like apples above the elaborate embroidery of
her dress. "Here, Mis' Black, let me take your cake!
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