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# The Encyclopedia Americana (1920)/Putnam, William Le Baron

Edition of 1920. See also William Le Baron Putnam on Wikipedia, and the disclaimer.
PUTNAM, William Le Baron, American jurist: b. Bath, Me., 12 May 1835. He was graduated from Bowdoin College in 1855, admitted to the bar in 1858 and engaged in law practice in Portland, Me., 1858-92. In 1887 he
accepted an appointment by President Cleveland as commissioner to settle with Great Britain the rights of American fishermen in Canadian waters and was also a member of the commission under the treaty of 6 Feb. 1896 between Great Britain and the United States. He had twice declined appointments as justice of the Maine Supreme Judicial Court, but in 1892 accepted an appointment as judge of the United States Circuit Court. In 1888 he was the Democratic candidate for governor of his State.
# The Encyclopedia Americana (1920)/Python (mythology)

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PYTHON, in Greek mythology, was the son of Gæa, an enormous serpent which was produced from the mud after the flood of Deucalion. It lived in a cave on Mount Parnassus and was slain a few days after its birth by Apollo. Python really represents the fogs and vapor-clouds which arise from ponds and marshes and are dispersed by Apollo with his shafts — the rays of the sun. Consult Pascal, C., ‘Studii di antichità e mitologia’ (1896).
# The Encyclopedia Americana (1920)/Putnam, Mary Traill Spence Lowell

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PUTNAM, Mary Traill Spence Lowell, American author, sister of James Russell Lowell (q.v.): b. Boston, Mass., 3 Dec. 1810; d. there, 1 June 1898. She was married to Samuel R. Putnam in 1832 and later traveled abroad for several years. Her literary work was confined to magazine writing until 1844, when she translated from the Swedish Fredrika Bremer's ‘The Handmaid.’ She afterward published ‘History of the Constitution of Hungary’ (1850); ‘Records of an Obscure Man’ (1861); ‘The Tragedy of Errors’ and ‘The Tragedy of Success,’ a dramatic poem in two parts (1862); ‘Fifteen Days’ (1866); ‘Memoir of Charles Lowell’ (1885), etc.
# The Encyclopedia Americana (1920)/Pythoninæ

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PYTHONINÆ. See Boidæ; Python.
# The Encyclopedia Americana (1920)/Ragnarök

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RAGNARÖK, räg'nạ-rėk, in Scandinavian mythology the day of doom when the present world will be annihilated, to be reconstructed on an imperishable basis. The title of the concluding portion of Wagner's great operatic trilogy ‘Götterdämmerung’ is a translation of this word. In that work is depicted the downfall of Woden and the gods and the triumph of perfect human love. William Morris also treats this subject in his ‘Sigurd the Volsung.’ ‘Ragnarök’ is the title of a novel by Ignatius Donnelly.
# The Encyclopedia Americana (1920)/Putnam, John Pickering

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PUTNAM, John Pickering, American architect: b. Boston, Mass., 1847. He was graduated from Harvard in 1868, studied later in the École des Beaux Arts, Paris, and in the Royal Academy of Architecture, Berlin. He has since practised his profession in Boston and has published ‘The Open Fire Place in All Ages’; ‘The Principles of House Drainage’; ‘Improved Plumbing Appliances’; ‘The Outlook for the Artisan and His Art.’
# The Girl in His House

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copyright 1918; also adapted into a silent film 1918.
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The Girl in His House
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"WHO'S THERE?" CRIED THE GIRL IN CRISP, CLEAR, UNAFFRIGHTED TONES
The Girl in His House
By
HAROLD MacGRATH
Author of
"THE LUCK OF THE IRISH"
Illustrated by
HOWARD GILES
Harper & Brothers Publishers New York and London
The Girl in His House
Copyright, 1918, by Harper & Brothers
Printed m the United States of America
Published April, 1918
The Girl in His House
Illustrations
* "Who's There?" Cried the Girl in Crisp, Clear, Unaffrighted Tones ................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................Frontispiece
* "My Father. Isn't He Splendid?" ................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................Facing p. 70
* "Stand Up!" ................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................102
* Chapter I
* Chapter II
* Chapter III
* Chapter IV
* Chapter V
* Chapter VI
* Chapter VII
* Chapter VIII
* Chapter IX
* Chapter X
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# The Greenock Railway/The Greenock Railway

SONGS.
THE GREENOCK RAILWAY.
# The Greenock Railway/O What Will a' the Lads Do

O WHAT WILL A' THE LADS DO?
# The Greenock Railway/The Snow-Drop

THE SNOW-DROP.
# The Grey Fairy Book

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THE
GREY FAIRY BOOK
The Dervish drowning the Pigs
THE
Grey Fairy Book
EDITED BY
ANDREW LANG
WITH NUMEROUS ILLUSTRATIONS BY H. J. FORD
LONGMANS, GREEN, AND CO.
39 PATERNOSTER ROW, LONDON
NEW YORK AND BOMBAY
1900
All rights reserved
Copyright 1900
by
Longmans, Green, & Co.
PREFACE
The tales in the Grey Fairy Book are derived from many countries—Lithuania, various parts of Africa, Germany, France, Greece, and other regions of the world. They have been translated and adapted by Mrs. Dent, Mrs. Lang, Miss Eleanor Sellar, Miss Blackley, and Miss Lang. ‘The Three Sons of Hali’ is from the last century ‘Cabinet des Fées,’ a very large collection. The French author may have had some Oriental original before him in parts; at all events he copied the Eastern method of putting tale within tale, like the Eastern balls of carved ivory. The stories, as usual, illustrate the method of popular fiction. A certain number of incidents are shaken into many varying combinations, like the fragments of coloured glass in the kaleidoscope. Probably the possible combinations, like possible musical combinations, are not unlimited in number, but children may be less sensitive in the matter of fairies than Mr. John Stuart Mill was as regards music.
CONTENTS
PAGE
ILLUSTRATIONS
PLATES
IN TEXT
PAGE
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# The Folk-Lore Journal/Volume 7/The Clever Apprentice

THE CLEVER APPRENTICE.
THE following story was given me by Mr. A. Copland, schoolmaster, Tyrie, Aberdeenshire. It is originally from Keith, a town and parish in Banffshire.
A shoemaker once engaged an apprentice. A short time after the apprenticeship began, the shoemaker asked the boy what he would call him in addressing him, "Oh, I would just call you master," answered the apprentice. "No," said the master, "you must call me master above all masters."
Continued the shoemaker, "What would you call my trousers?"
"Oh, I would call them trousers."
"No, you must call them struntifers."
"And what would you call my wife?"
"Oh, I would call her mistress."
"No, you must call her the fair Lady Permoumadam."
"And what would you call my son?"
"Oh, I would call him Johnny."
"No, you must call him John the Great."
"And what would you call the cat?"
"Oh, I would call him pussy."
"No, you must call him Great Carle Gropus."
"And what would you call the fire?"
"Oh, I would call it fire."
"No, you must call it Fire Evangelist."
"And what would you call the peatstack?"
"Oh, I would just call it peatstack."
"No, you must call it Mount Potago."
"And what would you call the well?"
"Oh, I would call it well."
​"No, you must call it The Fair Fountain."
"And, last of all, what would you call the house?"
"Oh, I would call it house."
"No, you must call it The Castle of Mungo."
The shoemaker, after giving this lesson to his apprentice, told him that the first day he had occasion to use all these words at once, and was able to do so without making a mistake, the apprenticeship would be at an end.
The apprentice was not long in making an occasion for using the words.
One morning he got out of bed before his master, and lighted the fire; he then tied some bits of paper to the tail of the cat, and threw the animal into the fire. The cat ran out with the papers all in a blaze, landed in the peatstack, which caught fire.
The apprentice hurried to his master and cried out, "Master above all masters, start up and jump into your struntifers, and call upon Sir John the Great and the fair Lady Permoumadam, for Carle Gropus has caught hold of Fire Evangelist, and he is out to Mount Potāgo, and, if you don't get help from the Fair Fountain, the whole of Castle Mungo will be burned to the ground."
So ends the story of Carle Gropus.
I have heard, about Keith, the word Carle Gropus used as a bugbear to keep children quiet, and also for a big stupid man, youth, or boy.
Walter Gregor.
# The High School Boy and His Problems

THE MACMILLAN COMPANY
NEW YORK • BOSTON • CHICAGO • DALLAS ATLANTA • SAN FRANCISCO
MACMILLAN & CO., Limited
LONDON • BOMBAY • CALCUTTA MELBOURNE
THE MACMILLAN CO. OF CANADA, Ltd.
TORONTO
The High School Boy
and His Problems
By Thomas Arkle Clark Dean of Men, University of Illinois, Urbana, Illinois
Copyright, 1920 By The Macmillan Company
Set up and electrotyped. Published April, 1920.
I can not remember a time since I have been grown when I did not know, intimately, boys of high school age and in high school, and when I did not like to sit down and talk to them. One group of boys, only a few years ago, I had almost daily contact with from the time they entered high school until they graduated from college. As a college executive, I meet, personally, every autumn, hundreds of boys fresh from the training of the high school, and revealing almost at once what they have gained and what they have missed. It is this intimate contact with so many thousands of high school boys that has induced me to write the papers contained in this little book.
Morals and Manners was read before a meeting of the North Central Academic Association; Going to College was given as a Commencement address to the boys of the University School, Cleveland, Ohio; the other papers have not previously been printed.
Thomas Arkle Clark
Urbana, Illinois,
    August, 1919.
Contents
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# The Happy Marriage and Other Poems/To the Tune of Walsingham

TO THE TUNE OF WALSINGHAM
There is an old-time lovers' song Of a lost love and untrue, And one that sought her all along And in dark and in dew.
And all the world where he should rove The winding of his way, He asked them of his false love, Was she glad, was she gay.
I never heard what man he was Nor her name that he sought; Four hundred years is long to pass, So I said, so I thought.
But yesterday at twilight Quite quiet as I came,
There stood a withered man and white And the song was the same;
How should I know your false love When my own love is true? Upon your heart you wear her glove And her rose, and her rue.
How should I know the burning hair Of your false lovely bride? It is herself soft standing there At your heart, at your side.
# The Happy Marriage and Other Poems/Years Ago

YEARS AGO
Why should I think of spring in France When each new April's new mischance Of gypsy magic and green change Leaves earth familiarly strange? Were there not springs before that spring? Was there not whist and whispering Of wind in willow until then? And shall there not be springs again? I can remember times more near And longer past than that strange year; Hip-booted springs, half faun, half boy, Over the lakes in Illinois, Following the swollen runnels down To beaches where the waves broke brown Shaking the air, and the landward breeze Smelled of fresh water and far pine trees, And overnight in the steep ravine
The first hepatica grew green; And brief, too brief, New Haven Junes, Green mornings, harbor-smelling noons, And twilights flat on the shadowy turf Washed with the footfalls' shallow surf, With a drifting voice far off and sweet, And the rumble of wheels on the Chapel Street, Drowsing and talking whimsily Of Noah's ark and a life at sea. I can remember springs more near, Yet never when the winter's clear And there's an earthy smoke about And sluggard black flies blunder out, Never do I remember these, But seeing tint the apple trees I see the orchards north from Meaux Haggard with dust where the wagons go, And smelling plow lands under rain
I smell the soft French earth again Cut deep beneath the clumsy guns, And hearing how some whistler runs His broken scale hear then the song That sunny days and all day long A dead boy used to sing and sing.
But there were songs before that spring.
# The Happy Prince and Other Tales

The Happy Prince
And Other Tales
Ballantyne Press
BALLANTYNE, HANSON AND CO.
LONDON AND EDINBURGH
The Happy Prince.
The Happy Prince
And Other Tales
BY
Oscar Wilde
Illustrated by
WALTER CRANE AND JACOMB HOOD
LONDON
DAVID NUTT, 270 STRAND
1888
TO
CARLOS BLACKER
Contents.
| | Page |
| The Happy Prince | 1 |
| The Nightingale and the Rose | 25 |
| The Selfish Giant | 43 |
| The Devoted Friend | 57 |
| The Remarkable Rocket | 87 |
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# The Happy Marriage and Other Poems/The Tomb of the Abbess of Tours

THE TOMB OF THE ABBESS OF TOURS
Over the hills and very far away, Far, far away and centuries ago, She was so young, so swift to love, so slow— Waiting the lover perfect every way— To guess the thing was love and would not stay. She never thought to die. She did not know Her spring, put off, forestalled, would never blow. She never doubted there should come the day.
She doubts not now. Her mouth that wears the stone Soft as the subtle fashion of the flesh
Has smiled eight hundred years for that dear One, That perfect lover humbled for her sake, And her two eyes that lift beneath the lash, Could he not kiss them even now awake?
# The Happy Marriage and Other Poems/Sonnet

SONNET
O too dull brain, O unperceiving nerves That cannot sense what so torments my soul, But like torn trees, when deep Novembers roll Tragic with mighty winds and vaulting curves Of sorrowful vast sound, and light that swerves In blown and tossing eddies, branch and bole Shudder and gesture with a grotesque dole, A grief that misconceives the grief it serves,
O too dull brain,—with some more subtle sense I know you here within the lightless room Reaching your hand to me, and my faint eyes See only darkness and the night's expanse, And horribly, within the listening gloom, My voice comes back, still eager with surprise.
# The Happy Marriage and Other Poems/The Geographer

THE GEOGRAPHER
There stands a tower on a hill Between the seven seas, But how it's called I cannot tell Nor where it is.
There lives therein a lady there Whose breast is never still, But if that land is far or near I cannot tell.
Her lips are very sweet to close, Her hands to overbear, But whether they are true who knows Or where they are?
Her hair is soft to drowse you in, Her soft hair overflows: You need not know the way of sin, The way it goes.
# The Happy Marriage and Other Poems/The Word

THE WORD
How shall we call this love of ours? What word Marked from the drinking of another's mouth And streaked with slaking the ancestral drouth And stained with syrups offered to the Lord— What word will hold this wonder: where's the bowl Unused till now and never used for this, Fit for the liquor of our avarice, Spacious to brim this vintage of the soul—
Is there no word, no perfect word but one? Is there no cup but this wherefrom have sipped Sad men and earthy since the morning's sun?
Must we then taste their sorrow where they lipped The edge of lust and take our passion up Bitter already from the common cup?
# The History of the Bohemian Persecution/Chapter 12

CHAP. XII.
The Litomerician Martyrs,
PIchell the chief Magistrate of the City Litomericia a cruell and deceitfull man, having taken four and twenty of the chief Citizens (and among them his son in law) put then in the highest Tower at Michaells gate. At length having taken councell ​with some Captaines of Sigiſmunds, and guarded with a band of Souldiers he commanded them to bee brought out half dead with hunger and cold, and pronounces a sentence of death against them, and causing some horses to be harnessed, he sets them in carts and brings them to the bankes of Albis to drown them in the river.
2. In the meane time there is a great concourse of people, their Wives, Children, Kinsfolkes, and friends crying and mourning. The Consuls onely daughter comes, wringing her hands and throwes herself down at her fathers feet, beseeehing him to save her husbands life. But her father harder than any rock, commands her to leave weeping, telling her she knew not what she asked. [What saith he, cannot you have a worthier husband than this is] she perceiving by these words that it was impossible to perswade him, riseth. [Oh father saith she, you shall never more espouse me to any.] So beating her breast, and tearing her hair she followeth her husband, with the rest of the people.
3. When the Martyrs were brought to the bankes of Albis, they are taken down from the carts, and while the Ferries are preparing (for there was not then a bridge over Albis as there is now) they with loud voices call heaven & earth to witness their innocency, and take their last farewell of their wives, children and friends, exhorting them in constancy and zeale, ​and cleave rather to the word of God than mans inventions, and at last pray for their enemies, and commend their soules to God. Then being taken into the boats, and brought into the middle of the river, they are cast in with their hands and feet bound together, and are drowned. Some Officers stood upon the banks with iron forks and poles, watching that none of them might be cast on the banks and saved, and stabbing those that were rouled to the bank, although they were half dead.
4. The Consuls daughter, seeing her husband, leapt into the river, and clasping him about the middle, endeavoured to save him from drowning. But shee being not able to wade, by reason of the depth, nor hee to unlose himselfe, and having swallowed down much water she sank, and was drowned together with her husband. The next day they were taken up embracing one another, and buried both in one grave. This was done 30. day of May in the year 1421.
5. This History was shortly after engraven, in Golden letters, on the Church of All Saints, at Litomericia for an eternall memoriall, and was also to be seen in a table before St. Michaels gate: and now lately (in the year 1623. 8 of July) was raz’d out by the command of George Michna, a Commissioner for Reformation.
# The History of the Bohemian Persecution/Chapter 15

CHAP. XV.
Iohn Zeline.
1. A Monk of the Order of Premonstrates or Exemplars, was Pastor in New Prague and a Teacher in White Maryes Church, one of the designed Administrators of the consistory, a man more famous for his eloquence than his learning. He having alwayes a most frequent audience, did advance in his Pulpit the purer Doctrine of the Thaborites, and was author to the inhabitants of Prague for the reformation of their Senate, But Haschek de Welisch a Captaine of old Prague, whom the said Monk had often rebuked (having conspired with the Senate who were half Romanists) betrayed this Monk with twelve more into the Common hall at Prague, and making a heady processe, did suddenly behead them.
2. This was done on the 9 of March, in the year of our Lord 1422, which being discovered by the bloud, was the occasion of a mighty Tumult. For the flowing of the bloud did cause such a confluence of ​people, that they did breake open the doores, and beholding the lamentable spectable, one of them brought forth the head of the Monk, and shewed it to the multitude standing round about him, on which so generall was the out-cry, and so loud the lamentation, that no pen is able to expresse it.
3. Not long after, a Priest (Gaudentius by name) carrying the head about the City (laid in a Charger) did incite all that met him, to revenge. By reason whereof, the anger of the multitude being heightned and inflamed into a fury, they put to death some of the Senators, others sayed themselves by flight. The Colledges themselves were plundered; the bodies of the deceased good men were brought into the Church, and solemnly interred. The Preacher having heard the complaint of the people, and observing such a consternation in their minds, that many of them fainting away, did almost tremble into death, he became speechlesse himself. Having recovered his spirit, he did read his text out of the Acts of the Apostles, the words were, And godly men buried Stephen. At the end of his Sermon he did fervently exhort them, with many words, and tears, and obtestations, shewing the head of Zeline to the people, that what they had learned from so faithfull a Master, they would be mindfull of it, and give no beliefe to any who should teach the contrary, although he were an Angell from Heaven.