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# The Selkirk Mountains/One Word More

"ONE WORD MORE."
Perhaps it is not too much to say that no guide book was ever prepared with so much heart and haste as this Guide to the Selkirks. Mr. Wheeler's heart is there. He has travelled every foot of the mountaineering regions radiating from Glacier, for which he provided the data. He knows the country, loving it zealously, and hiscollaborator, who merely knows well the easy regions contiguous to Glacier House, had not wrought long with the data and studied his book "The Selkirk Range" ere she, too, was working can amore and had learned the secret of Mr. Wheeler's thrall to these mountains. When the visitor, who may or may not come again to Glacier House, thinks of the Selkirks in terms of the Sir Donald Range, the Hermit Range, the Illecillewaet Glacier and the Asulkan, Mr. Wheeler and the men who have literally lived in the ranges south of the sky-line, think of an extensive ice-world beyond and the rich forests below it. For what crudeness and what errors concerning this region the book may possibly contain, the fault is partly owing to the haste of preparation, the data only beginning to get itself in shape in February, partly to the redactor’stopographical stupidity; and partly to the i600 miles separating Sidney. Vancouver Island, from Winnipeg. All the material dealingwith the section "Glacier" was carefully prepared by Mr. Wheeler,and in expanding the text, she often used his own words. Shehopes that no perversion of arithmetic nor wrong impression has crept into the text by means of the pain so generously over-rated by her collaborator.
Concerning those sections dealing with Golden and the Windermere Country, and with Revelstnke and its region, it is not now possible to prepare an adequate or absolutely correct guide book. Much remains to be done by the topngrapher and the researcher, are sufficient material will be available for the redactor. Nevertheless, we hope that this little book will be useful to pilgrims and climbers in those parts also.
ELIZABETH PARKER.
Winnipeg, May 17, 1911.
# The Seller of Images

Perry index 99
* "The Seller of Images", translated by George Fyler Townsend, in Three Hundred Æsop's Fables (1867)
* "The Image-seller", translated by Vernon Stanley Jones, in Æsop's fables: A New Translation (1912)
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# The Times/1904/Public notice/Martin Hood Wilkin

Source: The Times, Tuesday, May 17, 1904; Issue 37396; pg. 1; col A — Deaths
Layout 2WILKIN.—On the 13th May, at Elim, Sidmouth, Martin Hood Wilkin, late of Hampstead, son of the late Simon Wilkin, Esq., F.L.S., of Cossey, near Norwich.
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# The Times/1905/Public notice/George Farrer Rodwell

George Farrer Rodwell (1843-1905) Source: The Times, Friday, Jun 09, 1905; Issue 37729; pg. 1; col B — Deaths
Layout 2 RODWELL.—On Ascension Day, at 23, Passo di Rigano, Palermo, George Farrer Rodwell. Friends please accept of this, the only intimation.
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# The Times/1905

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# The Times/1905/Obituary/Edmund Whytehead Howson

Source: The Times (London, England), Wednesday, Dec 13, 1905; pg. 10; Issue 37889. — Obituary.
OBITUARY
Mr. Edmund Whytehead Howson, assistant master and house-master at Harrow, died, after a long illness, on the evening of Monday. His death will be mourned by a large circle of personal friends, and by several generations of old Harrovians, his pupils in the headmaster's house, and the members of "Druries," of which he has been house-master since 1894. Mr. Howson, who was at one time a Fellow of King's College, Cambridge, graduated in 1878, when he was bracketed fifth classic and was a Member's prizeman, having won the Browne's medal for the Latin ode two years before. he leaves a widow, the daughter of a former headmaster of Harrow, Dr. Butler, the present Master of Trinity. The funeral will take place at Harrow on Thursday, ad the first part of the services will be held in the school at 2o'clock.
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# The Times/1905/Letter to the Editor/George Bond Howes

George Bond Howes (1853-1905) Source: Obituary. The Times, Wednesday, Feb 08, 1905; pg. 6; Issue 37625; col A
Layout 2A correspondent writes with reference to Dr. G. B. Howes, of whom an obituary notice appeared in The Times of yesterday:— Dr. Howes died suddenly and peacefully after a serious illness of an obscure nervous nature, which lasted for nearly two years and wholly incapacitated him for work. When, some months ago, he returned from a long rest abroad, hopes were raised as to his ultimate recovery, and he was able to visit the laboratory and discuss arrangements with his colleagues at the Royal College of Science. The improvement, however, was temporary; min the late autumn he had to resign his chair, and his friends practically gave up hope. The strong influence of his master, Professor Huxley, determined the bent of his work. Howes was in the first place a teacher, giving devoted and laborious attention to his duties. His great skill as a draftsman and his rigorous attention to detail made his practical classes a laboratory training of very high value. As a lecturer he was clean and impressive but almost too conscientiously resolved to let his hearers know the latest work that had been done and the most nicely balanced differences of opinion. Probably no zoologist in Europe and America made so arduous an effort to read the whole output of zoological literature; and while this almost excessive learning sometimes overloaded his lectures or writings, as for instance, in the case of his presidential address to section D of the British Association in 1902, it was beyond price to his fellow workers. No problem in vertebrate anatomy or morphology seemed too obscure for Howes to have grappled with its literature; and he placed this wealth of knowledge in the freest and most generous way at his disposal of any worker who chose to consult him. While his own investigations were substantial contributions to science and well worthy of high repute they brought him, it would be impossible to estimate his indirect contribution to research, made by helping other investigators. Apart from the loss to science, his death will be felt deeply by the very large circle of friends which had been attracted by his personal charm and his generous affectionate disposition. He leaves a widow, and a daughter.
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# The Times/1905/Obituary/George Bond Howes

George Bond Howes (1853-1905) Source: Obituaries. The Times, Tuesday, Feb 07, 1905; pg. 4; Issue 37624; col B — Obituary.
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Dr. George Bond Howes, LL.D, D.Sc., F.R.S., died at his residence, Ingledene, Barrowgate-road, Chiswick, on Saturday, aged 51. Dr. Howes was the eldest some of the late Mr. Thomas Johnson Howes, and the grandson of the late Captain George A. Bond, H.E.L.C. Service. He was educated at a private school, and entered the service of the Science and Art Department in 1874, and assisted Professor Huxley in the early development of his practical method of laboratory instruction in biology in the Biological division of the Royal School of Mines. In 1881 he was appointed Demonstrator in Biology in the Normal School of Science and Royal School of Mines, and in 1885 Assistant Professor. Dr. Howes held many other scientific appointments during his career. He was formerly Lecturer on Comparative Anatomy to St. George's Hospital Medical School, a vice-president and member of the council of the Zoological Society, and hon. Zoological secretary of the Linnean Society of London, hon. Treasurer of the Anatomical Society, ex-president of the Malacological Society of London, president of Section D, British Association, 1902, Examiner in Zoology to the Universities of London and of Wales, in the Honours School of Animal Morphology, Oxford University, in Zoology and Comparative Anatomy to the Victorian University and the University of New Zealand, and Assistant Examiner in Elementary Physiology, Biology and Zoology to the Science and Art Department. In 1895 Dr. Howes succeeded Professor Huxley as Professor of Zoology, Royal College of Science, London. He was a corresponding member of the New York Academy of Science, hon. member of the Yorkshire Philosophic Society, the Essex Field Club, the Nottingham Naturalists' Society, the New Zealand Institute, and the Royal Society of Victoria. Dr. Howes's published works include the "Atlas of Practical Elementary Biology," now revised as the "Atlas of Elementary Zootomy," and numerous zoological papers dealing chiefly with vertebrate morphology.
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# The Times/1905/Public notice/Joseph Hirst Lupton

Joseph Hirst Lupton (1836–1905) Source: Deaths. The Times, Monday, Dec 18, 1905; Issue 37893; pg. 1; col A
Layout 2LUPTON.—On the 15th Dec., at 7, Earl's-terrace, Kensington, W., Joseph Hirst Lupton, D.D., formerly Sub-Master of St. Paul's School and Preacher to the Honourable Society of Gray's Inn, in his 70th year. Service at St. Barnabus' Church, Addison-road, Kensington, at 2 o'clock on Tuesday.
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# The Times/1905/Obituary/Joseph Hirst Lupton

Joseph Hirst Lupton (1836-1905) Source: Obituary. The Times, Saturday, Dec 16, 1905; pg. 9; Issue 37892; col F
Layout 2The Rev. Joseph Hirst Lupton, D.D., who died yesterday at his residence, Earl's-terrace, Kensington, in his 70th year, was well-known to many generations of Paulines. He graduated from St. John's College, Cambridge, of which society he was a scholar, in 1858, but being bracketed fifth classic. He also won the members' prize for a Latin essay. On leaving Cambridge he was appointed second classical master at the City of London School and was ordained deacon (priest, 1860) by the Bishop of London (Dr. Tait), becoming curate of St. Paul's, Hampstead. He was elected to a Fellowship at St. John's College in 1860, holding it until 1863. After serving the City of London School for five years, he was appointed in 1864 to the office which he was to hold for 35 years, that of Surmaster of St. Paul's School. Dean Colet's foundation was then content to be a comparatively small institution under the shadow of the Cathedral. Mr. Lupton saw the end of the old system and the removal to Hammersmith, with all the developments that have followed. While the school remained in the City he was curate from 1863 to 1879 of the neighbouring church of St. Matthew, Friday-street, which was demolished soon afterwards. he was appointed Hulsean lecturer in 1887, and in 1890 became preacher to the Honourable Society of Gray's Inn, an office which held for ten years. But during the latter part of this period his health began to fail. He had perhaps been at all times more suited by temperament to St. Payl's School as it was in the City than as it became in Hammersmith, and in 1899 he resigned. He was an elegant Latin scholar and displayed personally an old=world courtesy which won him general respect. He proceeded to the degree of D.D. in 1896, and in 1897 won the Seatonian prize at Cambridge for a sacred poem. He was the author of several works and editions, giving his chief study to the life and works of Dean Colet, Erasmus, and Sir Thomas More.
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# The Singers' companion, a choice selection of fashionable songs/How blest the maid

HOW BLEST THE MAID.
A Duet.
How blest the maid whose bosom no headstrong passion knows! Her days in joy she passcs, her nights in calm repose Where'er her fancy leads her, No pain, no fear invades her But pleasure, without measure, from every object flows.
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# The Singers' companion, a choice selection of fashionable songs/Isle of beauty, fare-thee-well!

ISLE OF BEAUTY, FARE-THEE-WELL!
From the first volume of "Songs to Rosa," by Thomas H. Bayly, Esq. The Melody composed by Charles S. Whitmore, Esq. The Symphonies and Accompaniments by J.A. Rawlings.
Shades of evening! close not o'er us! Leave our lonely bark awhile! Morn, alas! will not restore us Yonder dim and distant isle. ​Still my fancy can discover Sunny spots where friends may dwell;— Darker shadows round us hover— Isle of beauty! fare-thee-well!
'Tis the hour when happy faces Smile around the taper's light;— Who will fill our vacant places? Who will sing our songs to-night? Through the mist that floats above us Faintly sounds the vesper bell, Like a voice from those who love us, Breathing fondly, "Fare-thee-well!"
When the waves are round me breaking, As I pace the deck alone, And my eye in vain is seeking Some green leaf to rest upon,— What would I not give to wander Where my old companions dwell; Absence makes the heart grow fonder;— Isle of beauty! fare-thee-well!
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# The Singers' companion, a choice selection of fashionable songs/Love wakes and weeps

LOVE WAKES AND WEEPS.
A Duet. Arranged by Parry. Written by Sir Walter Scott.
Love wakes and weeps While Beauty sleeps! O for Music's softest numbers, To prompt a theme, For Beauty's dream, Soft as the pillow of her slumbers!
Through groves of palm, Sigh gales of balm, Fire flies on the air are wheeling; While through the gloom Comes soft perfume, The distant beds of flowers revealing.
O wake and live! No dream can give A shadowed bliss the real excelling; No longer sleep, From lattice peep, And list the tale that Love is telling.
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# The Singers' companion, a choice selection of fashionable songs/Merrily, merrily goes the bark

MERRILY, MERRILY GOES THE BARK.
From "The Lord of the Isles, a Poem, written by Sir Walter Scott. Music by Mazzinghi.
Merrily, merrily goes the bark, Before the gale she bounds, So darts the dolphin from the shark, Or the deer before the hounds They left Loch Tua on their lee, And they wakened the men of wild Tiree, And the chief of the sandy Coll. They paused not at Columba's Isle, Though pealed the bells at the hoary pile, With long and measured toll. No time for matin or for mass, And the sounds of the holy summons pass Away to the billow's roll.
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# The Singers' companion, a choice selection of fashionable songs/Fly away, pretty moth

FLY AWAY, PRETTY MOTH.
Words and Music by Bayly.
Fly away, pretty moth, to the shade Of the leaf where you slumbered all day; Be content with the moon and the stars, pretty moth, And make use of your wings while you may. Though yon glittering light may have dazzled you quite, Though the gold of yon lamp may be gay, Many things in this world that look bright, pretty moth, Only dazzle to lead us astray.
I have seen, pretty moth, in the world, Some as wild as yourself and as gay, Who, bewitched by the sweet fascination of eyes, Flitted round them by night and by day; But though dreams of delight may have dazzled them quite, They at last found it dangerous play; Many things in this world that look bright, pretty moth, Only dazzle to lead us astray.
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# The Singers' companion, a choice selection of fashionable songs/Here's a health, bonnie Scotland, to thee

HERE'S A HEALTH, BONNIE SCOTLAND, TO THEE.
A Ballad, Sung by Madame Vestris, Miss Stephens, Miss Love, Miss Paton, and Mr Graham. The Poetry by W. H. Freeman, Esq. The Melody by Alexander Lee
Here's a health to fair Scotland, the land of the brave! Here's a health to the bold and the free!
And as long as the thistle and heather shall wave, Here's a health, bonnie Scotland, to thee! ​Here's a health to the land of victorious Bruce, And the champions of liberty's cause! And may their example fresh heroes produce, In defence of our rights and our laws. Here's a health, &c. Here's a health to the land where bold Wallace unfurled His bright banner of conquest and fame— The terror of foemen, the pride of the world!— Long may Scotland hold dearly his name! And still, like their fathers, our brothers are true, And their valour with pleasure we see; Of the wreaths that were won at renowned Waterloo There's a bough of the laurel for thee. Here's a health, &c. Here's success to the shamrock, the thistle, the rose, May they ever in harmony twine! And should wily discord again interpose, Let us challenge each other in wine. For while we're united, foes threaten in vain, And their daring our fame shall increase, Till the banner of Victory o'er land and main,
Triumphant is waving in peace. Here's a health, &c.
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# The Singers' companion, a choice selection of fashionable songs/Follow, follow over mountain

FOLLOW, FOLLOW OVER MOUNTAIN.
Sung by Miss Paton. The Poetry by F. W. Hohler, Esq. The Music by S. T. Smith.
And the spirit shall guide thee over seas, and mountains covered with roses, to Love's fountain; whose waters thou shalt taste, and thou shalt forget thy unhappy love.
Achnor and Samet, an Oriental Romance.
Follow, follow over mountain, Follow, follow over sea, And I'll guide thee to Love's fountain, If you'll follow, follow me. Follow, follow, &c.
With the waters of the fountain Will I ease thy aching heart, And the roses of the mountain Shall to thee a balm impart. Follow, follow, &c.
For woman's love is dearly bought, If bought with peace of mind; But taste the fount, and not a thought Of love is left behind. Follow, follow, &c.
I'll fan thee with the Zephyr's wing, And watch thee night and day, I'll guide thee to Love's healing spring— So follow and away. Follow, follow, follow, follow, and away, Follow, follow, and away.
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# The Singers' companion, a choice selection of fashionable songs/John Anderson, my jo

JOHN ANDERSON, MY JO.
Sung by Miss Stephens, &c. with great applause. Words by Burns.
John Anderson, my jo, John, When we were first aequent,
Your locks were like the raven, Your bonnie brow was brent; But now your brow is beld, John, Your locks are like the snow, Yet blessings on your frosty pow, John Anderson, my jo.
John Anderson, my jo, John, We clamb the hill thegither, And monie a cantie day, John, We've had wi' ane anither; Now we maun totter down, John, But hand in hand we'll go, And sleep thegither at the foot, John Anderson, my jo.
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# The Singers' companion, a choice selection of fashionable songs/I gaed a waefu' gate yestreen

I GAED A WAEFU' GATE YESTREEN.
Being with enthusiastic applause by R. A. Smith. Words by Burns. Music, with accompaniments for the Piano Forte, by Dr John Clarke.
I gaed a waefu' gate yestreen, A gate, I fear, I'll dearly rue; I gat my death frae twa sweet een, Twa lovely een o' bonnie blue. 'Twas not her golden ringlets bright, Her lips like roses, wat wi' dew, Her heaving bosom, lily-white, It was her een sae bonnie blue.
She talked, she smiled, my heart she wiled, She charmed my soul, I wistna how; And aye the stound, the deadly wound, Cam frae her een sae bonnie blue. But spare to speak, and spare to speed, She'll aiblins listen to my vow; Should she refuse, I'll lay my dead To her twa een sae bonnie blue,
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# The Singers' companion, a choice selection of fashionable songs/Homage to Charlie

HOMAGE TO CHARLIE.
Music by Lee.
Sound the horn, Hailing the morn, Bonnie lad march over muir and furrow Through the glen, Early we'll ken, Who shall pay homage to Charlie to-morrow.
The colours are flying, The foemen defying, In triumph replying, that freedom is near, The war-pipes are sounding, Brave hearts are all bounding, With valour surrounding the young Chavalier Sound the horn, &c.
Though now we may sever, It may be for ever, From those we love, never be ours the sad tea. No! boldly we'll sally, From hill and from valley, Round Charlie to rally, the young Chavalier. Sound the horn, &e.
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# The Singers' companion, a choice selection of fashionable songs/Farewell! but whenever you welcome the hour

FAREWELL!—BUT WHENEVER YOU WELCOME THE HOUR.
Words by Moore.
Farewell! but whenever you weleome the hour, That awakens the night-song of mirth in your bower, Then think of the friend who once weleomed it too. And forgot his own griefs to be happy with you. His griefs may return—not a hope may remain Of the few that have brighten'd his path-way of pain— But he ne'er will forget the short vision that threw Its enchantment around him, while ling'ring with you.
And still on that evening, when pleasure fills up To the highest top sparkle each heart and each cup, Where'er my path lies, be it gloomy or bright, My soul, happy friends! shall be with you that night;— Shall join in your revels, your sports, and your wiles, And return to me, beaming all o'er with your smiles!— Too bless'd if he tells me that, 'mid the gay cheer, Some kind voice had murmur'd, "I wish he were here!"
Let fate do her worst! there are relics of joy, Bright dreams of the past, which she cannot destroy, Which come, in the night-time of sorrow and care, And bring back the features that joy used to wear. Long, long be my heart with such memories filled; Like the vase in which roses have once been distill'd! You may break, you may ruin the vase, if you will; But the scent of the roses will hang round it still.
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