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# The Atlantic Monthly/Volume 17/Number 100/Recent American Publications

Featured in Volume 17, Number 100 of The Atlantic Monthly. (February 1866)
RECENT AMERICAN PUBLICATIONS.
Vida de Abran Lincoln, Décimosesto Presidente de los Estados Unidos, precedida de una Introduccion. Por D. F. Sarmiento. Nueva York. D. Appleton y Ca. 12mo. pp. xlviii., 306. $1.75.
Life and Times of Joseph Warren. By Richard Frothingham. Boston. Little, Brown, & Co. 8vo. pp. xx., 558. $3.50.
Elements of Political Economy. By Arthur Latham Perry, Professor of History and Political Economy in Williams College. New York. C. Scribner & Co. 8vo. pp. xx., 449. $2.50.
The Vicarious Sacrifice, grounded on Principles of Universal Obligation. By Horace Bushnell. New York C. Scribner & Co. 8vo. pp. 552. $3.00.
History of Rationalism; embracing a Survey of the Present State of Protestant Theology. By the Rev. John F. Hurst, A. M. With an Appendix of Literature, New York. C. Scribner & Co. 8vo. pp. xvi., 623. $3.00.
Allworth Abbey. By Mrs. Emma D. E. N. Southworth. Philadelphia. T. B. Peterson & Brothers. 12mo. pp. 421. $2.00.
Miss Carew. A Novel. By Amelia B. Edwards. New York. Harper & Brothers. 8vo. pp. 141. paper. 50 cts.
Notes from Plymouth Pulpit: a Collection of Memorable Passages from the Discourses of Henry Ward Beecher. With a Sketch of Mr. Beecher and the Lecture-Room. By Augusta Moore. New Edition, revised and greatly enlarged. New York. Harper & Brothers. 12mo. pp. 374. $2.00.
Poems. By Robert Buchanan. Boston. Roberts Brothers. 16mo. pp. vi., 311. $1.75.
Winning his Way. By Charles Carleton Coffin. Boston. Ticknor & Fields. 16mo. pp. iv., 258. $1.50.
Richard Cobden, the Apostle of Free-Trade: his Political Career and Public Services. A Biography. By John McGilchrist. New York. Harper & Brothers. 16mo. pp. 304. $1.50.
The American Republic: its Constitution, Tendencies, and Destiny. By O. A. Brownson, LL. D. New York. P. O'Shea. 8vo. pp. xvi., 439. $2.50.
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# The American Cyclopædia (1879)/Dakota (county)

Edition of 1879. See also Dakota County, Minnesota and Dakota County, Nebraska on Wikipedia; and the disclaimer.
DAKOTA. I. A S. E. county of Minnesota, bounded N. by the Mississippi, N. W. by St. Peter's or Minnesota river, and S. E. by the Cannon; area, 550 sq. m.; pop. in 1870, 16,312. The surface is nearly level and the soil fertile. The Milwaukee and St. Paul, the St. Paul and Sioux City, and the Hastings and Dakota railroads traverse it. The chief productions in 1870 were 1,435,874 bushels of wheat, 210,286 of Indian corn, 634,806 of oats, 33,877 of barley, 93,387 of potatoes, 22,744 tons of hay, and 457,400 lbs. of butter. There were 5,480 horses, 4,806 milch cows, 5,525 other cattle, 3,065 sheep, and 6,233 swine; 5 flour mills, 3 saw mills, 4 manufactories of furniture, 5 of carriages, 2 of saddlery and harness, 2 of brick, 2 of lime, 4 breweries, and 1 iron foundery. Capital, Hastings. II. A N. E. county of Nebraska, separated from Dakota territory on the N. E. and Iowa on the E. by the Missouri river; area, 400 sq. m.; pop. in 1870, 2,040. The surface consists of rolling prairies, bottom lands, and groves of timber. The soil is fertile. The chief productions in 1870 were 56,510 bushels of wheat, 66,255 of Indian corn, 25,835 of oats, 27,450 of potatoes, 11,635 tons of hay, and 69,950 lbs. of butter. The total value of live stock was $206,393. Capital, Dakota.
# The American Cyclopædia (1879)/Dartmouth

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DARTMOUTH, a municipal borough, seaport, and market town of Devonshire, England, on the W. shore of a bay formed by the Dart, at its entrance into the English channel, 32 m. S. W. of Exeter; pop. in 1871, 4,978. It is built on the side of a hill, which is so steep that the base of the houses in the upper street is but little below the chimney pots of those in the street below. The thoroughfares are dirty, irregular, and narrow, but are lighted with gas. Many of the houses are very old, and display some fine specimens of wood carving. The town contains three churches, several chapels, schools, and almshouses, a market place, and remains of a castle supposed to be of the reign of Henry VII. The harbor, which is entered by a narrow channel between the fort and battery of St. Petrox and the old castle, is safe, convenient, and large enough for 500 ships. Many vessels belonging to this port were formerly engaged in the Newfoundland fisheries, but this industry has greatly declined. Ship building, rope making, and paper making are carried on to some extent; there is an export trade in woollen goods, cider, and barley, in exchange for wine, oil, salt, and fruit; and slate and limestone are quarried in the neighborhood. The Dartmouth branch of the South Devon railway was completed in 1864, and the trade of the town has since increased. Many improvements have recently been made in the streets. During the civil wars the town was twice captured, once by the royalists and once by the parliamentarians. It gives the title of earl to the Legge family, and is one of the quarantine ports of the channel.
# The American Cyclopædia (1879)/Daisy

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DAISY, or Day's Eye (bellis perennis, Linn.), a little perennial plant, native of Europe, and better known in its varieties than as a species. It was formerly employed for edgings to borders.
Daisy (Bellis perennis).
In a wild state, the flower is borne upon a long slender peduncle. The florets or petals are numerous, narrow, white tipped with a slight stain of crimson, in a single row around the central florets of the disk. By cultivation it has become very double or multiplex, and has run into many curious and beautiful varieties. Of these the hen and chickens (prolifera) is the most singular, where the main flower heads are surrounded by several smaller flower heads. Besides this, the older sorts were the large double and the double quilled, the latter a deep rich crimson, with globular heads, and mostly cultivated as a pot plant. Of late years considerable attention has been directed to raising new sorts of diverse hues. Division of the plants, which make numerous offsets, is an easy and practicable mode of propagation.
Ox-Eye Daisy (Chrysanthemum leucanthemum).
—The ox-eye daisy (chrysanthemum leucanthemum), is a plant which abounds in the fields both of England and the United States. It is sometimes called daisy, but more properly ox-eye daisy or whiteweed. It is perennial, with a stem about 2 ft. high, bearing numerous large flowers with white rays and a yellow disk. It propagates with great rapidity, and when it gets possession of grass land is difficult to eradicate.
# The American Cyclopædia (1879)/Dakotas

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DAKOTAS, a family of tribes of Indians in North America, lying between the Rocky mountains and the Mississippi, with one tribe and perhaps others to the eastward. Their language has been regarded as approaching the Mongolian more than any other American
language. According to their traditions, they came eastward from the shores of the Pacific and encountered the Algonquins near the Mississippi, where the mass of them were held in check. One tribe, the Hochungara, called by the Algonquins Winnebagook (men from the fetid or salt water), pushed through the Algonquins to the shores of Lake Michigan. The Quapaws, called by the Algonquins Alkansas or Arkansas, settled on the Ohio, but were driven by the Illinois down the Mississippi to the region that now bears their name. The other tribes of the family are the Hoha, called by the Algonquins Assiniboin or Stone Sioux, from the rocky nature of their country; the Dakotas proper, called by the Algonquins and French Nadowesioux (whence our word Sioux); the Missouris, Omahas, Poncas, lowas, Osages, Kansas, Ottoes, Hidatsa or Minnetarees, and Upsarokas or Crows. The Indians of this family in the United States in 1872 were estimated at 59,377; while those in the British possessions numbered at least 1,000.
# The American Cyclopædia (1879)/Dartmoor

Edition of 1879. See also Dartmoor and HM Prison Dartmoor on Wikipedia; and the disclaimer.
DARTMOOR, a desolate tract of land in Devonshire, England, extending from N. to S. about 22 m., and from E. to W. 14 m., at an elevation of 1,700 ft. above the sea; area estimated at about 150,000 acres. The surface is alternately swamp and barrens, producing a coarse
grass on which cattle and sheep subsist during the summer months. Numerous hills of granite, called tors, break the surface, and rise to a considerable elevation, Yes tor being 2,050 ft., and Cawsand Beacon hill 1,792 ft. above the sea level. Of these tors, 150 are enumerated in Carrington's poem on Dartmoor. In the centre of the moor is an extensive swamp, in which the rivers Dart, Teign, Taw, Erme, Yealm, and 50 smaller streams take their rise. The climate is at all times cold and moist. Storms from the Atlantic sweep over the moor, and it is difficult to imagine a more desolate spot during winter. A few scattered hamlets, occupied by quarry men, contain the only population. There are productive tin mines at Wheal, Duchy, and Birch tor, and copper and manganese are found. Druidical remains may be traced in many places, especially below Sittaford tor, at Grimspound, and at Drewsteignton. The greater part of the tract was afforested under the name of Dartmoor forest by King John. Under Edward III. it was united to the duchy of Cornwall.—Dartmoor is chiefly noted as the site of a prison built in 1809, at a cost of £127,000, for the custody of French prisoners of war. At one time it contained 10,000 inmates. On the breaking out of hostilities with the United States in 1812, 2,500 impressed sailors, claiming to be American citizens, and refusing to serve in the British navy against their country, were imprisoned in Dartmoor, where most of them were kept till the end of the war. Accounts of the harshness of their treatment reached the United States, and created much feeling. This was especially the case on an occasion when the guard fired upon the prisoners. Explanations, however, have shown that the occurrence was the result of a mistake. The Dartmoor prison enclosures occupy an area of 30 acres, encircled by a double line of lofty walls. In 1850 the prison was fitted for the reception of convicts. About one half the annual expense of maintaining the institution is repaid by the industrial employments of the inmates.
Dartmoor Prison.
# The American Cyclopædia (1879)/Cœlus

Edition of 1879. See also Coelus on Wikipedia; and the disclaimer.
​CŒLUS. See Uranus.
# The American Cyclopædia (1879)/Cœur, Jacques

Edition of 1879. See also Jacques Coeur on Wikipedia; and the disclaimer.
​CŒUR, Jacques, a French merchant and royal treasurer, born at Bourges near the end of the 14th century, died in the island of Scio, Nov. 25, 1456. He was at first one of the masters of the mint at Bourges, and afterward engaged in commerce on a vast scale, visiting Egypt and Syria, establishing depots throughout the East, and covering the Mediterranean with his ships. Thus he acquired a great fortune and attracted the attention of Charles VII., who in 1435 appointed him head of the French mint, and afterward treasurer. His excellent management of affairs caused the king to ennoble him, and to intrust him with high functions in the French provinces, and with diplomatic missions in Italy. Cœur contributed 200,000 crowns to help the king in rescuing Normandy from the English. After the successful end of the war, his influence became so great as to give offence to envious persons, who after the death of the king's mistress, Agnes Sorel, charged him with having poisoned her, and caused him to be arrested (1451), and his vast property to be confiscated. Although the charge was proved to be groundless, he was detained in prison till 1455, when he effected his escape. Repairing to Rome, he was kindly received by Pope Nicholas V., and was enabled to gather the broken remains of his fortune. Pope Calixtus III. selected him in 1456 as captain general of a fleet against the Turks. On this expedition Cœur was overtaken by illness, died, and was buried in the church of the Franciscans in Scio. He had vainly implored the clemency of Charles VII. in favor of his family. Under Louis XI. his memory was exculpated from all charges, and a part of his property was afterward restored to his descendants. See Jacques Cœur et Charles VII., ou la France au XV$^e$ siècle (2 vols., Paris, 1853).
# The American Cyclopædia (1879)/Cœurs D'Alene

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​CŒURS D'ALÊNE (Awl-hearts), an Indian tribe in Idaho and Washington territories, of the Selish family, although their dialect differs greatly from others of the language. They call themselves Skizoomish, or Skitzuish, but are known generally by the above name, given them by the French voyageurs. They were poor, distrustful, and cruel, and lived on fish, roots, and small game, not visiting the bison grounds. Although estimated in 1822 at 2,000, they numbered but 300 in 1870. In 1841 Father De Smet visited them. In 1842 a Catholic mission was begun, which was removed in 1846 to a place 30 m. from Cœur d'Alêne lake (the source of Spokane river), where they had a church, a mill, and dwellings. The tribe became Christians, but viewed with jealousy the entrance of whites into their country; and in 1858 their chief, Vincent, with 100 warriors, joined Kamiakin, the Yakama chief, in his attack on Col. Steptoe. They were defeated by Col. Wright in the battles of Four Lakes and Spokane plains, and have since been peaceful. A part of the tribe in Idaho had a reservation set apart for them by an executive order of June 14, 1867: and by order of July 2, 1872, those in Paradise valley were removed against their protest to a reservation between the Okinakane and Columbia rivers and British America.
# The Bostonians (London: Macmillan & Co., 1921)

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The Bostonians is a novel by Henry James, first published as a serial in The Century Magazine in 1885-1886 and then as a book in 1886. This bittersweet tragicomedy centers on an odd triangle of characters: Basil Ransom, an unbending political conservative from Mississippi; Olive Chancellor, Ransom's cousin and a zealous Boston feminist; and Verena Tarrant, a pretty protege of Olive's in the feminist movement. The storyline concerns the contest between Ransom and Olive for Verena's allegiance and affection, though the novel also includes a wide panorama of political activists, newspaper people, and quirky eccentrics. Warning: template has been deprecated.
THE BOSTONIANS
A NOVEL
BY HENRY JAMES
MACMILLAN AND CO., LIMITED ST. MARTIN'S STREET, LONDON 1921
First Published in 1886

## Contents

Book First
* I
* II
* III
* IV
* V
* VI
* VII
* VIII
* IX
* X
* XI
* XII
* XIII
* XIV
* XV
* XVI
* XVII
* XVIII
* XIX
* XX
Book Second
* XXI
* XXII
* XXIII
* XXIV
* XXV
* XXVI
* XXVII
* XXVIII
* XXIX
* XXX
* XXXI
* XXXII
* XXXIII
* XXXIV
Book Third
* XXXV
* XXXVI
* XXXVII
* XXXVIII
* XXXIX
* XL
* XLI
* XLII
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# The Boston News-Letter

The Boston News-Letter was a weekly newspaper that was published from April 1704 to February 1776. It is widely considered the first regularly published newspaper in what is now the United States, although one issue of Publick Occurrences Both Forreign and Domestick had been published in Boston in September 1690. The News-Letter was first edited by John Campbell and printed by Bartholomew Green.
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## Sources

* Object of the Month, April 2004. The Massachusetts Historical Society.
* Sloan, David. John Campbell and the Boston News-Letter. Archiving Early America. 2004.
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# The Bengali Book of English Verse/Morning Serenade (Toru Dutt)

Morning Serenade.
From Victor Hugo.
Still barred thy doors!—The far east glows, The morning wind blows fresh and free, Should not the hour that wakes the rose Awaken also thee?
No longer sleep, Oh, listen now! I wait and weep, But where art thou?
All look for thee, Love, Light and Song; Light, in the sky deep red above, Song, in the lark of pinion strong, And in my heart, true Love. No longer sleep, Oh, listen now! I wait and weep, But where art thou?
Apart we miss our nature's goal, Why strive to cheat our destinies? Was not my love made for thy soul? Thy beauty for mine eyes? No longer sleep, Oh, listen now! I wait and weep, But where art thou?
# The Bengali Book of English Verse/On an Old Romaunt (Greece Chunder Dutt)

On an Old Romaunt.
When the night is dark and dreary, and the north wind whistles shrill, And the snow storm drives in fury down the gorges of the hill, Like the necromancer's mirror, when his magic perfumes burn, Mocking Time, these curious volumes make the glorious Past return.
Fast as ripples on the river, or cloud-shadows on the grass, As I read their quaint old pages, down my curtained chamber pass Mitred priest, and hospitaller, armed and mounted for the fray, Bands of bronzed condottieri, maidens fair as laughing May.
All that fancy loves to cherish, of the grand old feudal times, Palmer guides, and weary pilgrims, wending home from distant climes, Trembling Jews with jewel caskets, border chiefs who own no law, Quivered bands of merry archers, mustered on the 'greene shaw.'
Norman holds, embattled belfrys, gyves, and chains, and dungeons dim, Winding stairs, and blazing beacons, ancient arms grotesque and grim, Pensive nuns, in quest of simples, in the lonely midnight hour, Adepts o'er alembics chanting uncouth rhymes of mystic power.
Foreign marts, Venetian Doges, bales of precious merchandise, Stately streets in Flemish cities, burgher crowds in peaceful guise, Mighty dukes by guards attended, foresters in kirtles green, Silver fonts and flaring tapers, ladies sheathed in jewels' sheen.
Moorish forts in far Grenada, portals barred and turbans blue, Gardens green as blissful Eden, crystal fountains fair to view, Divans in the proud Alhambra, fairy mosques of Parian stone, Groups of Moors and whiskered Spaniards tilting round the Soldan's throne.
And enrapt I gaze in silence, like a child before a show, Heedless in my joy and wonder, how the golden moments flow, Till the cock's shrill ringing clarion breaks the spell and clears the air, And I find me silent seated in my old accustomed chair.
# The Bengali Book of English Verse/Our Casuarina Tree (Toru Dutt)

Our Casuarina Tree.
Like a huge Python, winding round and round The rugged trunk, indented deep with scars Up to its very summit near the stars, A creeper climbs, in whose embraces bound No other tree could live. But gallantly The giant wears the scarf, and flowers are hung In crimson clusters all the boughs among, Whereon all day are gathered bird and bee; And oft at nights the garden overflows With one sweet song that seems to have no close, Sung darkling from our tree, while men repose.
When first my casement is wide open thrown At dawn, my eyes delighted on it rest; Sometimes, and most in winter,—on its crest A grey baboon sits statue-like alone Watching the sunrise; while on lower boughs His puny offspring leap about and play; And far and near kokilas hail the day; And to their pastures wend our sleepy cows; And in the shadow, on the broad tank cast By that hoar tree, so beautiful and vast, The water-lilies spring, like snow enmassed.
But not because of its magnificence Dear is the Casuarina to my soul; Beneath it we have played; though years may roll, O sweet companions, loved with love intense, For your sakes, shall the tree be ever dear! Blent with your images, it shall arise In memory, till the hot tears blind mine eyes! What is that dirge-like murmur that I hear Like the sea breaking on a shingle-beach? It is the tree's lament, an eerie speech, That haply to the unknown land may reach.
Unknown, yet well-known to the eye of faith! Ah, I have heard that wail far, far away In distant lands, by many a sheltered bay, When slumbered in his cave the water-wraith, And the waves gently kissed the classic shore Of France or Italy, beneath the moon, When earth lay tranced in a dreamless swoon: And every time the music rose, before Mine inner vision rose a form sublime, Thy form, O Tree, as in my happy prime I saw thee, in my own loved native clime.
Therefore I fain would consecrate a lay Unto thy honour, Tree, beloved of those Who now in blessed sleep, for aye, repose, Dearer than life to me, alas! were they! Mayst thou be numbered when my days are done With deathless trees—like those in Borrowdale, Under whose awful branches lingered pale "Fear, trembling Hope, and Death the skeleton, And Time the shadow;" and though weak the verse That would thy beauty fain, oh fain rehearse, May Love defend thee from Oblivion's curse!
# The Bengali Book of English Verse/Poplar, Beech, and Weeping Willow (Manmohan Ghose)

Poplar, Beech, and Weeping Willow.
Shapely poplar shivering white, poplar like a maiden, Thinking, musing softly here so light and so unladen That with every breath and stir perpetually you gladden, Teach me your still secrecy of thoughts that never sadden.
From the heavy-hearted earth, earth of grief and passion, Maiden, would you spring with me, and leave men's lowly fashion? Skyward lift with me your thoughts in cumberless elation, Every leaf and every shoot a virgin aspiration.
The blue day, the floating clouds, the stars shall you for palace Proffer their pure world of pomp, dawn her rosy chalice, Where the birds are you shall wing and revel to be lonely, In the clear of heaven to spire and sway with breezes only.
Beech of lofty aisles the queen, beech of trees the lady, Soaring to a tower of sighs in branches soft and shady,
You that sunward lift your strength to make of shadow duty, Teach me tree your heavenly height and earth-remembering beauty.
Maiden, would you soar like me with sky-upclouding tresses? Beauty into bounty change, bend down the eye that blesses, Make from heaven a shelter cool for shepherd and sheep silly, Shadow with shadiness hot rose and fainting lily.
Through your glorious heart of gloom the noonday wind awaking In an ecstasy shall set swaying, blowing, shaking Leafy branches, in their nests set the sweet birds rocking, Till their happy song breaks out the noonday ardour mocking.
Willow sweet, willow sad, willow by the river Taught by pensive love to droop where ceaseless waters shiver, Teach me steadfast sorrower your mournful grace of graces Weeping to make beautiful the silent water places.
Maiden, would you learn of me the loveliness of mourning, Weep into the chill wan wave strength, hardness, lofty scorning; Drench your drooping soul in tears content to love and languish, Gaze in sorrow's looking-glass and see the face of anguish.
In the very wash of woe as your bowed soul shall linger, You shall touch the sheer bright stars and on the moon set finger. You shall hear where brooks have birth the mountain pines' emotion Catch upon the broadening stream the sound and swell of ocean.