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# Proclamation 4540

Delivered on 15 November 1977.
By the President of the United States of America A Proclamation
In the midst of our struggle for independence the Continental Congress, meeting in York, Pennsylvania, recognized that the new Nation would require a permanent central government. Not only was unity necessary if that struggle was to be successfully concluded, but it was essential if the new Nation was to be able to deal effectively with such matters as regulating trade, disposing of western lands, and controlling finance.
Although the colonists shared a common heritage and spoke a common language, their customs, traditions and economic needs varied. Because of this their loyalties were regional in nature. These differences were overcome and, on November 15, 1777, the Continental Congress adopted the Articles of Confederation.
The Articles of Confederation became our first constitution and served the new Nation from 1781, when they were ratified, until 1789. Much of what we learned about government during that period became part of our Constitution and our heritage. Now, THEREFORE, I, JIMMY CARTER, President of the United States of America, do hereby proclaim Tuesday, November 15, 1977, as a Day of National Observance of the Two Hundredth Anniversary of the Adoption of the Articles of Confederation by the Continental Congress convened in York, Pennsylvania, and I call upon the people of the United States to observe that day with appropriate ceremonies and activities.
IN WITNESS WHEREOF, I have hereunto set my hand this fifteenth day of November, in the year of our Lord nineteen hundred seventy-seven, and of the Independence of the United States of America the two hundred and second.
JIMMY CARTER
[Filed with the Office of the Federal Register, 1:07 p.m., November 15, 1977]
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# Proclamation 4541

Delivered on 23 November 1977.
By the President of the United States of America A Proclamation
The era of modern aviation began near Kitty Hawk, North Carolina, on December 17, 1903, when Wilbur and Orville Wright, bicycle makers and inventors, made the first successful flight in a heavier-than-air, powered aircraft.
The achievement of the two brothers, almost unnoticed at the time, has since been recognized as one of history's most significant accomplishments. Trips that once took months now take a few hours and all the peoples of the earth have become neighbors.
It is particularly appropriate to remember this first powered flight during 1977, the 50th anniversary of Charles A. Lindbergh's solo, nonstop trans-Atlantic flight on a plane, the "Spirit of St. Louis", which was powered by a Wright Whirlwind engine.
To commemorate the historic achievements of the Wright brothers, the Congress, by a joint resolution of December 17, 1963 (77 Stat. 402, 36 U.S.G. 169), designated the seventeenth day of December of each year as Wright Brothers Day and requested the President to issue annually a proclamation inviting people of the United States to observe that day with appropriate ceremonies and activities.
Now, THEREFORE, I, JIMMY CARTER, President of the United States of America, do hereby call upon the people of this Nation, and their local and national government officials, to observe Wright Brothers Day, December 17, 1977, with appropriate ceremonies and activities, both to recall the accomplishments of the Wright brothers and to provide a stimulus to aviation in this country and throughout the world.
IN WITNESS WHEREOF, I have hereunto set my hand this twenty-third day of November, in the year of our Lord nineteen hundred seventy-seven, and of the Independence of the United States of America the two hundred and second.
JIMMY CARTER
[Filed with the Office of the Federal Register, 3:24 p.m., November 23, 1977]
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# Proclamation 4545

Delivered on 16 January 1978.
DEATH OF HUBERT H. HUMPHREY
By the President of the United States of America A Proclamation
As a special mark of respect to the memory of the Honorable Hubert H. Humphrey, former Vice President of the United States of America and Senator from the State of Minnesota, I, Jimmy Carter, President of the United States of America do hereby proclaim, by virtue of the authority vested in me by a Joint Resolution of the Congress (36 U.S.C. 178), that the period of public tribute and appreciation shall be extended and the flag of the United States shall be flown at halfstaff on all buildings, grounds, and naval vessels of the Federal government in the District of Columbia, and throughout the United States and its Territories and possessions until, and including January 19, 1978, the day the 95th Congress of the United States reconvenes.
I also direct that the flag shall be flown at half-staff for the same length of time at all United States embassies, legations, consular offices, and other facilities abroad, including all military facilities and naval vessels and stations.
May this period, as Senator Humphrey wished, "be a time to celebrate life and the future" even though we cannot escape the pain and sorrow of his leaving.
IN WITNESS WHEREOF, I have hereunto set my hand this sixteenth day of January, in the year of our Lord nineteen hundred and seventy-eight, and of the Independence of the United States of America the two hundred and second.
JIMMY CARTER
[Filed with the Office of the Federal Register, 1:35 p.m., January 16, 1978]
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# Proclamation 4537

Delivered on 11 November 1977.
By the President of the United States of America A Proclamation
Although the first years of America's struggle for independence were often disheartening, our forebears never lost faith in the Creator, in their cause, or in themselves. Upon learning of the American victory at Saratoga in 1777, Samuel Adams composed the first National Thanksgiving proclamation, and the Continental Congress called upon the governors of every state to designate a day when all Americans could join together and express their gratitude for God's providence "with united hearts." By their actions they extended a revered regional custom into a national tradition.
Precisely two centuries have now passed since that time. We have tamed a continent, established institutions dedicated to protecting our liberties, and secured a place of leadership among nations. But we have never lost sight of the principles upon which our Nation was founded. For that reason we can look to the future with hope and confidence.
Now, THEREFORE, I, JIMMY CARTER, President of the United States of America, in accord with Section 6103 of Title 5 of the United States Code, do hereby proclaim Thursday, November 24, 1977, as Thanksgiving Day. I ask all Americans to gather on that day with their families and neighbors in their homes and in their houses of worship to give thanks for the blessings Almighty God has bestowed upon us.
IN WITNESS WHEREOF, I have hereunto set my hand this eleventh day of November, in the year of our Lord nineteen hundred seventy-seven, and of the Independence of the United States of America the two hundred and second.
JIMMY CARTER
[Filed with the Office of the Federal Register, 4 p.m., November 11, 1977]
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# Proclamation 7100

Delivered on 29 May 1998.
By the President of the United States of America A Proclamation
As a mark of respect for the memory of Barry M. Goldwater, former Senator from the State of Arizona, I hereby order, by the authority vested in me as President by the Constitution and the laws of the United States of America, that the flag of the United States shall be flown at half-staff upon all public buildings and grounds, at all military posts and naval stations, and on all naval vessels of the Federal Government in the District of Columbia and throughout the United States and its Territories and possessions on Wednesday, June 3, 1998. I also direct that the flag shall be flown at half-staff on that day at all United States embassies, legations, consular offices, and other facilities abroad, including all military facilities and naval vessels and stations.
In Witness Whereof, I have hereunto set my hand this twenty-ninth day of May, in the year of our Lord nineteen hundred and ninety-eight, and of the Independence of the United States of America the two hundred and twenty-second.
William J. Clinton
[Filed with the Office of the Federal Register, 8:45 a.m., June 2, 1998]
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# Proclamation 7101

Delivered on 29 May 1998.
By the President of the United States of America A Proclamation
In today's robust and growing economy, the United States faces major challenges in meeting the ever-increasing demand for transportation goods and services while minimizing the adverse impact on our energy resources, environment, and future prosperity.
Today's American transportation system remains enormously dependent on oil. Highway transportation alone accounts for more than half of our Nation's oil demand, and the number of vehicles and miles driven on our roads is steadily increasing. Transportation is the second largest contributor to U.S. greenhouse gas emissions and will likely be the most significant contributor by the year 2000.
Fortunately, vehicles that are powered by alternatives to conventional gasoline and diesel fuels are already on the market, and domestically produced, renewable alternative fuels are readily available to American consumers. These alternative fuels-such as ethanol, methanol, natural gas, propane, electricity, and biodiesel-can make significant contributions to our energy security and environmental quality. By increasing the use of alternative fuel vehicles (AFVs), we can reduce our demand for imported oil, create new products, jobs, and businesses, and improve air quality by dramatically reducing carbon dioxide emissions as well as the hydrocarbons, nitrogen oxides, and particulate matter that are such major contributors to urban air pollution.
More than 350,000 AFVs are already on the road in the 60 communities participating in the Department of Energy's Clean Cities Program. This program is fostering the development of AFV markets in a network of cities across the country through partnerships among fuel suppliers, vehicle fleet operators, Federal, State, and local governments, and private sector organizations. Through the efforts of program participants, we are moving closer to our goal of building a transportation system for our Nation that meets the energy, economic, and environmental needs of Americans today and of generations yet to come.
Now, Therefore, I, William J. Clinton, President of the United States of America, by virtue of the authority vested in me by the Constitution and laws of the United States, do hereby proclaim May 31 through June 6, 1998, as National Alternative Fuels Week. I call upon all Americans to observe this week with appropriate programs, ceremonies, and activities.
In Witness Whereof, I have hereunto set my hand this twenty-ninth day of May, in the year of our Lord nineteen hundred and ninety-eight, and of the Independence of the United States of America the two hundred and twenty-second.
William J. Clinton
[Filed with the Office of the Federal Register, 8:45 a.m., June 2, 1998]
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# Proclamation 7104

Delivered on 5 June 1998.
Homeownership has always been the foundation of the American Dream. Generations of Americans have worked hard and set aside their savings so that they might enjoy the security and stability of owning their own home. The partnership forged between the Federal Government and the private sector during this century has succeeded in bringing that dream closer to reality for all our citizens.
The National Housing Act, which President Franklin Roosevelt signed into law more than 60 years ago, made homeownership available to millions of families who previously could not have afforded to buy their own homes. The G.I. Bill of Rights extended the opportunity of homeownership to a whole new generation of Americans, enabling millions of our service men and women to start a new life in their own homes.
Building on this legacy, in 1995 I convened the National Partners in Homeownership-a coalition of 139 community-based local partnerships and 65 national groups representing the housing industry, lenders, nonprofit organizations, and all sectors of government-to dramatically increase homeownership opportunity in America. And my Administration's economic strategy to reduce the deficit, invest in our people, and open foreign markets has led to lower mortgage rates, more jobs, and higher family incomes. Thanks to the success of our strategy and the efforts of the National Partners in Homeownership, we now have the highest homeownership rate in America's history.
Our Nation's commitment to homeownership has brought us extraordinary rewards, invigorating the construction and related industries, creating new jobs, and enhancing our prosperity. The next generation of American homes will also improve our environment. The new partnership I recently launched with America's building industry-the Partnership for Advancing Technology in Housing-will dramatically improve the energy efficiency of new homes, reducing the greenhouse gases that cause global warming and cutting homeowners' energy bills. Most important, homeownership has encouraged millions of Americans to save and invest, to take pride in their neighborhoods, and to take an active, responsible role in the life of their communities.
Now, Therefore, I, William J. Clinton, President of the United States of America, by virtue of the authority vested in me by the Constitution and laws of the United States, do hereby proclaim June 7 through June 13, 1998, as National Homeownership Week. I urge all Americans to observe this week with appropriate programs, ceremonies, and activities that celebrate the rewards of homeownership.
In Witness Whereof, I have hereunto set my hand this fifth day of June, in the year of our Lord nineteen hundred and ninety-eight, and of the Independence of the United States of America the two hundred and twenty-second.
William J. Clinton
[Filed with the Office of the Federal Register, 8:45 a.m., June 9, 1997]
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# Rhymes of a Rolling Stone/The Logger

The Logger
In the moonless, misty night, with my little pipe alight,  I am sitting by the camp-fire’s fading cheer; Oh, the dew is falling chill on the dim, deer-haunted hill,  And the breakers in the bay are moaning drear. The toilful hours are sped, the boys are long abed,  And I alone a weary vigil keep; In the sightless, sullen sky I can hear the night-hawk cry,  And the frogs in frenzied chorus from the creek.
And somehow the embers’ glow brings me back the long ago,  The days of merry laughter and light song; When I sped the hours away with the gayest of the gay  In the giddy whirl of fashion’s festal throng. Oh, I ran a grilling race and I little recked the pace,  For the lust of youth ran riot in my blood; But at last I made a stand in this God-forsaken land  Of the pine-tree and the mountain and the flood.
And now I’ve got to stay, with an overdraft to pay,  For pleasure in the past with future pain; And I’m not the chap to whine, for if the chance were mine  I know I’d choose the old life once again. With its woman’s eyes a-shine, and its flood of golden wine;  Its fever and its frolic and its fun; The old life with its din, its laughter and its sin —  And chuck me in the gutter when it’s done.
Ah, well! it’s past and gone, and the memory is wan,  That conjures up each old familiar face; And here by fortune hurled, I am dead to all the world,  And I’ve learned to lose my pride and keep my place. My ways are hard and rough, and my arms are strong and tough,  And I hew the dizzy pine till darkness falls; And sometimes I take a dive, just to keep my heart alive,  Among the gay saloons and dancing halls.
In the distant, dinful town just a little drink to drown  The cares that crowd and canker in my brain; Just a little joy to still set my pulses all a-thrill,  Then back to brutish labour once again. And things will go on so until one day I shall know  That Death has got me cinched beyond a doubt; Then I’ll crawl away from sight, and morosely in the night  My weary, wasted life will peter out.
Then the boys will gather round, and they’ll launch me in the ground,  And pile the stones the timber wolf to foil; And the moaning pine will wave overhead a nameless grave,  Where the black snake in the sunshine loves to coil. And they’ll leave me there alone, and perhaps with softened tone  Speak of me sometimes in the camp-fire’s glow, As a played-out, broken chum, who has gone to Kingdom Come,  And who went the pace in England long ago.
# Rhymes of a Rolling Stone/The Blind and the Dead

The Blind and the Dead
She lay like a saint on her copper couch;  Like an angel asleep she lay, In the stare of the ghoulish folks that slouch  Past the Dead and sneak away.
Then came old Jules of the sightless gaze,  Who begged in the streets for bread. Each day he had come for a year of days,  And groped his way to the Dead.
“What’s the Devil’s Harvest to-day?” he cried;  “A wanton with eyes of blue! I’ve known too many a such,” he sighed;  “Maybe I know this... mon Dieu!”
He raised the head of the heedless Dead;  He fingered the frozen face... . Then a deathly spell on the watchers fell —  God! it was still, that place!
He raised the head of the careless Dead;  He fumbled a vagrant curl; And then with his sightless smile he said:  “It’s only my little girl.”
“Dear, my dear, did they hurt you so!  Come to your daddy’s heart... .” Aye, and he held so tight, you know,  They were hard to force apart.
No! Paris isn’t always gay;  And the morgue has its stories too: You are a writer of tales, you say —  Then there is a tale for you.
# Rhymes of a Rolling Stone/The Headliner and the Breadliner

The Headliner and the Breadliner
Moko, the Educated Ape is here, The pet of vaudeville, so the posters say,  And every night the gaping people pay To see him in his panoply appear; To see him pad his paunch with dainty cheer,  Puff his perfecto, swill champagne, and sway  Just like a gentleman, yet all in play, Then bow himself off stage with brutish leer.
And as to-night, with noble knowledge crammed,  I ’mid this human compost take my place, I, once a poet, now so dead and damned,  The woeful tears half freezing on my face: “O God!” I cry, “let me but take his shape,  Moko’s, the Blest, the Educated Ape.”
# Rhymes of a Rolling Stone/The Cow-Juice Cure

The Cow–Juice Cure
The clover was in blossom, an’ the year was at the June, When Flap-jack Billy hit the town, likewise O’Flynn’s saloon. The frost was on the fodder an’ the wind was growin’ keen, When Billy got to seein’ snakes in Sullivan’s shebeen.
Then in meandered Deep-hole Dan, once comrade of the cup: “Oh Billy, for the love of Mike, why don’t ye sober up? I’ve got the gorgus recipay, ’tis smooth an’ slick as silk — Jest quit yer strangle-holt on hooch, an’ irrigate with milk. Lackteeal flooid is the lubrication you require; Yer nervus frame-up’s like a bunch of snarled piano wire. You want to get it coated up with addypose tishoo, So’s it will work elastic-like, an’ milk’s the dope for you.”
Well, Billy was complyable, an’ in a month it’s strange, That cow-juice seemed to oppyrate a most amazin’ change. “Call up the water-wagon, Dan, an’ book my seat,” sez he. “’Tis mighty queer,” sez Deep-hole Dan, “’twas just the same with me.” They shanghaied little Tim O’Shane, they cached him safe away, An’ though he objurgated some, they “cured” him night an’ day; An’ pretty soon there came the change amazin’ to explain: “I’ll never take another drink,” sez Timothy O’Shane. They tried it out on Spike Muldoon, that toper of renown; They put it over Grouch McGraw, the terror of the town. They roped in “tanks” from far and near, an’ every test was sure, An’ like a flame there ran the fame of Deep-hole’s Cow-juice Cure.
“It’s mighty queer,” sez Deep-hole Dan, “I’m puzzled through and through; It’s only milk from Riley’s ranch, no other milk will do.” An’ it jest happened on that night with no predictive plan, He left some milk from Riley’s ranch a-settin’ in a pan; An’ picture his amazement when he poured that milk next day — There in the bottom of the pan a dozen “colours” lay.
“Well, what d’ye know ’bout that,” sez Dan; “Gosh ding my dasted eyes, We’ve been an’ had the Gold Cure, Bill, an’ none of us was wise. The milk’s free-millin’ that’s a cinch; there’s colours everywhere. Now, let us figger this thing out — how does the dust git there? ‘Gold from the grass-roots down’, they say — why, Bill! we’ve got it cold — Them cows what nibbles up the grass, jest nibbles up the gold. We’re blasted, bloomin’ millionaires; dissemble an’ lie low: We’ll follow them gold-bearin’ cows, an’ prospect where they go.”
An’ so it came to pass, fer weeks them miners might be found A-sneakin’ round on Riley’s ranch, an’ snipin’ at the ground; Till even Riley stops an’ stares, an’ presently allows: “Them boys appear to take a mighty interest in cows.” An’ night an’ day they shadowed each auriferous bovine, An’ panned the grass-roots on their trail, yet nivver gold they seen.
An’ all that season, secret-like, they worked an’ nothin’ found; An’ there was colours in the milk, but none was in the ground. An’ mighty desperate was they, an’ down upon their luck, When sudden, inspirationlike, the source of it they struck. An’ where d’ye think they traced it to? it grieves my heart to tell — In the black sand at the bottom of that wicked milkman’s well.
# Richard III (1927) Yale/Appendix D

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APPENDIX D
Suggestions for Collateral Reading
W. Hazlitt: Characters of Shakespear's Plays [1817]. Everyman edition, p. 73 ff.
Lowell, J. R.: Shakespeare's Richard III (1883). In Last Literary Essays. [Expresses doubt concerning Shakespeare's authorship.]
R. G. Moulton: Shakespeare as a Dramatic Artist. 1885.
Edward Dowden: Shakespeare; His Mind and Art. 12th ed., London, 1901. Chap. IV.
F. E. Schelling: The English Chronicle Play, 1902.
Stopford A. Brooke: On Ten Plays of Shakespeare. New York, 1905. Chap. IV.
Sir Clements R. Markham: Richard III; His Life and Character. London, 1906. [A favorable view of Richard in the light of modern historical research.]
G. B. Churchill: Richard III up to Shakespeare, 1907.
G. P. Baker: The Development of Shakespeare as a Dramatist. 1907.
H. H. Furness, Jr.: A New Variorum Edition of Shakespeare. Richard III. Philadelphia, 1909.
L. L. Schücking: Character Problems in Shakespeare's Plays. New York, 1922.
E. K. Chambers: Shakespeare; a Survey. London, 1925, pp. 10–20.