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# Republic Act No. 9007

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AN ACT APPROPRIATING THE SUM OF TWO BILLION FOUR HUNDRED FIFTY MILLION TWO HUNDRED SIXTY-EIGHT THOUSAND PESOS (P2,450,268,000.00) TO FUND THE HOLDING OF THE NATIONAL AND LOCAL ELECTIONS IN 2001 AND FOR OTHER PURPOSES.
Section 1. Appropriations. — The sum of Two billion four hundred fifty million two hundred sixty-eight thousand pesos (P2,450,268,000.00) is hereby appropriated to fund the holding of the national and local elections in 2001, of which One billion three hundred forty million two hundred eighty-seven thousand pesos (P1,340,287,000.00) shall be for personal services and One billion one hundred nine million nine hundred eighty-one thousand pesos (P1,109,981,000.00) for maintenance and other operating expenses.
Sec. 2. Release and Use of Funds. — The amount shall be released to the Commission on Elections (COMELEC) and shall be used for the purpose intended in accordance with the existing accounting and auditing rules and regulations.
Sec. 3. Effectivity. — This Act shall take effect beginning January 1, 2001.
Approved: February 21, 2001.
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# Alumni Oxonienses: the Members of the University of Oxford, 1715-1886/Grey, Edward Codrington William

From volume 2 of the work.
​Grey, Edward Codrington William, o.s. Charles Conrad, of London, arm. Christ Church, matric. 18 May, 1864, aged 19; B.A. & M.A. 1872, bar.-at-law, Lincoln's Inn, 1876. See Foster's Peerage, E. Grey.
# Alumni Oxonienses: the Members of the University of Oxford, 1715-1886/Grey, Francis William

From volume 2 of the work.
​Grey, Francis William, 5s. George, of Bath, arm. Non-Coll., matric. 25 Jan., 1879, aged 19.
# Alumni Oxonienses: the Members of the University of Oxford, 1715-1886/Grey, George (2)

From volume 2 of the work.
​Grey, George, 5s. Charles Edward, of Woodmansterne, Surrey, equitis. Oriel Coll., matric. 17 Feb., 1853, aged 18; B.A. 1857, M.A. 1859, bar.-at-law, Lincoln's Inn, 1858.
# Alumni Oxonienses: the Members of the University of Oxford, 1715-1886/Grey, Francis Lennox George

From volume 2 of the work.
​Grey, Francis Lennox George, 3s. John, of Brighton, Sussex, arm. Oriel Coll., matric. 30 May, 1857, aged 18.
# Alumni Oxonienses: the Members of the University of Oxford, 1715-1886/Grey, George (1)

From volume 2 of the work.
​Grey, George, 4s. Harry, of Clifton, near Bristol, cler. Magdalen Hall, matric. 18 April, 1850, aged 28; B.A. 1854, M.A. 1857, vicar of Woodbury Salterton, Devon, 1863, until his death 16 April, 1882. See Foster's Peerage, E. Stamford.
# Alumni Oxonienses: the Members of the University of Oxford, 1715-1886/Grey, Harry George

From volume 2 of the work.
​Grey, Harry George, 2s. Hon. George, of Eaglescarnie, Haddington, Scotland, arm. Wadham Coll., matric. 29 Jan., 1870, aged 18; B.A. 1873, M.A. 1876, vicar of Oxford, Holy Trinity, 1877-85, curate of Clapham, St. James, Surrey, 1885.
# Alumni Oxonienses: the Members of the University of Oxford, 1715-1886/Grey, Frederick Thomas

From volume 2 of the work.
​Grey, Frederick Thomas, 2s. John, of Brighton, Sussex, cler. Merton Coll., matric. 28 Jan., 1865, aged 20.
# Alumni Oxonienses: the Members of the University of Oxford, 1715-1886/Grey, Harry

From volume 2 of the work.
​Grey, Harry, 1s. Harry, of Knutsford, Cheshire, cler. St. Edmund Hall, matric. 2 May, 1832, aged 20; B.A. 1836, 8th Earl of Stamford, sometime in holy orders. See Foster's Peerage.
# Alumni Oxonienses: the Members of the University of Oxford, 1715-1886/Grey, Edward

From volume 2 of the work.
​Grey, Edward, 3s. Charles Edward, of Calcutta, East Indies, equitis. Oriel Coll., matric. 13 June, 1850, aged 18; B.A. 14 Nov., 1850, brother of George 1853.
# Alumni Oxonienses: the Members of the University of Oxford, 1715-1886/Grey, Francis De

From volume 2 of the work.
​Grey, Francis De, 5s. Thomas, Baron Walsingham. Worcester Coll., matric. 23 May, 1833, aged 18; drowned 25 April, 1836. See Foster's Peerage.
# Alumni Oxonienses: the Members of the University of Oxford, 1715-1886/Gage, William Henry St. Quintin

From volume 2 of the work.
​Gage, William Henry St. Quintin, 1s. Hon. Edward Thomas, of Corfu. Exeter Coll., matric. 24 Nov., 1877, aged 19. See Foster's Peerage.
# Alumni Oxonienses: the Members of the University of Oxford, 1715-1886/Gagnier, John

From volume 2 of the work.
​Gagnier, John, s. John, of Oxford (city), cler. Wadham Coll., matric. 16 Feb., 1736-7, aged 16; B.A. 1740, M.A. 1743.
# Alumni Oxonienses: the Members of the University of Oxford, 1715-1886/Gahagan, Henry

From volume 2 of the work.
​Gahagan, Henry, s. Terence, of Madras, East Indies, arm. Christ Church, matric. 24 June, 1799, aged 18; student, B.A. 1803, M.A. 1806, bar.-at-law, Lincoln's Inn, 1805. See Alumni West., 452.
# Alumni Oxonienses: the Members of the University of Oxford, 1715-1886/Gainer, William Charles

From volume 2 of the work.
​Gainer, William Charles, of Pembroke Coll., 1844. See Gayner.
# Alumni Oxonienses: the Members of the University of Oxford, 1715-1886/Gaisford, George

From volume 2 of the work.
​Gaisford, George, 3s. (Thomas), of Holywell, Oxford, doctor. Christ Church, matric. 15 May, 1845, aged 17; student 1845-59, B.A. 1849, M.A. 1852, P.C. Wigginton, Herts, 1854-8, rector of Tangmere, Sussex, 1858-80, rector of East and Mid Lavant since 1880. See Eton School Lists.
# Alumni Oxonienses: the Members of the University of Oxford, 1715-1886/Gaisford, Horatius Charles

From volume 2 of the work.
​Gaisford, Horatius Charles, 1s. Thomas, of London, arm. Christ Church, matric. 16 Oct., 1868, aged 17.
# Alumni Oxonienses: the Members of the University of Oxford, 1715-1886/Gainsford, George Bernard

From volume 2 of the work.
​Gainsford, George Bernard, 1s. George, of Hitchin, Herts, cler. Pembroke Coll., matric. 28 Oct., 1886, aged 18.
# Alumni Oxonienses: the Members of the University of Oxford, 1715-1886/Gahagan, George

From volume 2 of the work.
​Gahagan, George, s. Terence, of Madras, East Indies, arm. St. Mary Hall, matric. 23 Nov., 1816, aged 22.
# Alumni Oxonienses: the Members of the University of Oxford, 1715-1886/Gaillardy, Edward

From volume 2 of the work.
​Gaillardy, Edward, s. Lewis, of Hampstead, Middlesex, gent. Queen's Coll., matric. 17 Dec., 1734, aged 16; B.A. 6 March, 1738-9.
# Alumni Oxonienses: the Members of the University of Oxford, 1715-1886/Gainsford, George

From volume 2 of the work.
​Gainsford, George, 1s. George Richard, of Southwark, London, gent. Pembroke Coll., matric. 23 Feb., 1848, aged 19; B.A. 1851, M.A. 1854, vicar of Rostherne, Cheshire, 1858-62, of Holy Saviour, Hitchin, since 1865.
# Rootabaga Pigeons/Chapter 2

Blixie Bimber flipped out of the kitchen one morning, first saying good-by to the dish-pan, good-by to the dish-rag, good-by to the dish-towel for wiping dishes.
Under one arm she put a basket of peonies she picked, under the other arm she put a basket of jonquils she picked.
Then she flipped away up the street and downtown where she put the baskets of peonies ​and jonquils one on each side of the Potato Face Blind Man.
"I picked the pink and lavender peonies and I picked the yellow jonquils for you to be smelling one on each side of you this fine early summer morning," she said to the Potato Face. "Have you seen anybody good to see lately?"
"Slipfoot was here this morning," said the old man.
"And who is Slipfoot?" asked Blixie.
On the last step of the stairway my foot slips
​time I went high and put my foot higher my foot slips. Somebody gave me a slipfoot. I always slip.'"
"So you call him Slipfoot?" asked Blixie.
"Yes," said the old man.
"Has he been here before?"
"Yes, he was here a year ago, saying, 'I marry a woman and she runs away. I run after her—and my foot slips. I always get what I want—and then my foot slips.
"I ran up a stairway to the moon one night. I shoveled a big sack full of little gold beans, little gold bricks, little gold bugs, on the moon and I ran down the stairway from the moon. On the last step of the stairway, my foot slips—and all the little gold beans, all the little gold bricks, all the little gold bugs, spill out and spill away. When I get down the stairway I am holding the sack and the sack holds nothing. I am all right always till my foot slips.
"I jump on a trapeze and I go swinging, ​swinging, swinging out where I am going to take hold of the rainbow and bring it down where we can look at it close. And I hang by my feet on the trapeze and I am swinging out where I am just ready to take hold of the rainbow and bring it down. Then my foot slips."
"What is the matter with Slipfoot?" asks Blixie.
"He asks me that same question," answered the Potato Face Blind Man. "He asks me that every time he comes here. I tell him all he needs is to get his slipfoot fixed so it won't slip. Then he'll be all right."
"I understand you," said Blixie. "You make it easy. You always make it easy. And before I run away will you promise me to smell of the pink and lavender peonies and the yellow jonquils all day to-day?"
"I promise," said the Potato Face. "Promises are easy. I like promises."
"So do I," said the little girl. "It's ​promises pushing me back home to the dish-pan, the dish-rag, and the dish-towel for wiping dishes."
"Look out you don't get a slipfoot," warned the old man as the girl flipped up the street going home.
# Rootabaga Pigeons/Chapter 23

Kiss Me
Many years ago when pigs climbed chimneys and chased cats up into the trees, away back, so they say, there was a lumber king who lived in a river city with many wildcats in the timbers near by.
And the lumber king said, "I am losing my hair and my teeth and I am tired of many things; my only joy is a daughter who is a dancing shaft of light on the ax handles of morning."
She was quick and wild, the lumber king's daughter. She had never kissed. Not her mother nor father nor any sweetheart ever had ​a love print from her lips. Proud she was. They called her Kiss Me.
She didn't like that name, Kiss Me. They never called her that when she was listening. If she happened to be listening they called her Find Me, Lose Me, Get Me. They never mentioned kisses because they knew she would run away and be what her father called her, "a dancing shaft of light on the ax handles of morning."
But—when she was not listening they asked, "Where is Kiss Me to-day?" Or they would say, "Every morning Kiss Me gets more beautiful—I wonder if she will ever in her young life get a kiss from a man good enough to kiss her."
Out into the snowstorm Flax Eyes rode that day
​cats. And the storm of the blowing snow was coming worse on the second day.
It was then the lumber king called in a long, loose, young man with a leather face and hay in his hair. And the king said, "Flax Eyes, you are the laziest careless man in the river lumber country—go out in the snowstorm now, among the wildcats, where Kiss Me is fighting for her life—and save her."
"I am the hero. I am the man who knows how. I am the man who has been waiting for this chance," said Flax Eyes.
On a horse, with a gun, out into the snowstorm Flax Eyes rode that day. Far, far away he rode to where Kiss Me, the quick wild Kiss Me, was standing with her back against a big rock fighting off the wildcats.
In that country the snowstorms make the wildcats wilder—and Kiss Me was tired of shooting wildcats, tired of fighting in the snow, nearly ready to give up and let the wildcats have her. ​Then Flax Eyes came. The wildcats jumped at him, and he threw them off. More wildcats came, jumping straight at his face. He took hold of those wildcats by the necks and threw them over the big rock, up into the trees, away into the snow and the wind.
At last he took all the wildcats one by one and threw them so far they couldn't come back. He put Kiss Me on her horse, rode back to the lumber king and said lazy and careless, "This is us."
The lumber king saw the face of Flax Eyes was all covered with cross marks like the letter X. And the lumber king saw the wildcats had torn the shirt off Flax Eyes and on the skin of his chest, shoulders, arms, were the cross marks of the wildcats' claws, cross marks like the letter X.
So the king went to the men who change the alphabets and they put the cross marks of the wildcats' claws, for a new letter, the letter ​X, near the end of the alphabet. And at the wedding of Kiss Me and Flax Eyes, the men who change the alphabets came with wildcat claws crossed like the letter X.
# Rootabaga Pigeons/Chapter 4

Shush Shush was a big buff banty hen. She lived in a coop. Sometimes she marched out of the coop and went away and laid eggs. But always she came back to the coop.
And whenever she went to the front door and laid an egg in the door-bell, she rang the bell once for one egg, twice for ​two eggs, and a dozen rings for a dozen eggs.
Once Shush Shush went into the house of the Sniggers family and laid an egg in the piano. Another time she climbed up in the clock and laid an egg in the clock. But always she came back to the coop.
One summer morning Shush Shush marched out through the front gate, up to the next corner and the next, till she came to the postoffice. There she walked into the office of the postmaster and laid an egg in the postmaster's hat.
The postmaster put on his hat, went to the hardware store and bought a keg of nails. He took off his hat and the egg dropped into the keg of nails.
The hardware man picked up the egg, put it in his hat, and went out to speak to a policeman. He took off his hat, speaking to the policeman, and the egg dropped on the sidewalk.
The policeman picked up the egg and put ​it in his police hat. The postmaster came past; the policeman took off his police hat and the egg dropped down on the sidewalk.
The postmaster said, "I lost that egg, it is my egg," picked it up, put it in his postmaster's hat, and forgot all about having an egg in his hat.
Then the postmaster, a long tall man, came to the door of the postoffice, a short small door. And the postmaster didn't stoop low, didn't bend under, so he bumped his hat and his head on the top of the doorway. And the egg broke and ran down over his face and neck.
And long before that happened, Shush Shush was home in her coop, standing in the door saying, "It is a big day for me because I laid one of my big buff banty eggs in the postmaster's hat."
There Shush Shush stays, living in a coop. Sometimes she marches out of the coop and goes away and lays eggs in pianos, clocks, ​hats. But she always comes back to the coop.
And whenever she goes to the front door and lays an egg in the door-bell, she rings the bell once for one egg, twice for two eggs, and a dozen rings for a dozen eggs.
# Rootabaga Pigeons/Chapter 22

Pig Wisps
There was an oyster king far in the south who knew how to open oysters and pick out the pearls.
He grew rich and all kinds of money came rolling in on him because he was a great oyster opener and knew how to pick out the pearls.
The son of this oyster king was named Shovel Ears. And it was hard for him to remember.
"He knows how to open oysters but he forgets to pick out the pearls," said the father of Shovel Ears.
​"He is learning to remember worse and worse and to forget better and better," said the father of Shovel Ears.
Now in that same place far in the south was a little girl with two braids of hair twisted down her back and a face saying, "Here we come—where from?"
And her mother called her Pig Wisps.
Twice a week Pig Wisps ran to the butcher shop for a soup bone. Before starting she crossed her fingers and then the whole way to the butcher shop kept her fingers crossed.
If she met any playmates and they asked her to stop and play crosstag or jackstones or all-around-the-mulberry-bush or the-green-grass-grew-all-around or drop-the-handkerchief, she told them, "My fingers are crossed and I am running to the butcher shop for a soup bone."
One morning running to the butcher shop she bumped into a big queer boy and bumped him flat on the sidewalk.
​"Did you look where you were running?" she asked him.
"I forgot again," said Shovel Ears. "I remember worse and worse. I forget better and better."
"Cross your fingers like this," said Pig Wisps, showing him how.
He ran to the butcher shop with her, watching her keep her fingers crossed till the butcher gave her the soup bone.
"After I get it then the soup bone reminds me to go home with it," she told him. "But until I get the soup bone I keep my fingers crossed."
Shovel Ears went to his father and began helping his father open oysters. And Shovel Ears kept his fingers crossed to remind him to pick out the pearls.
He picked a hundred buckets of pearls the first day and brought his father the longest slippery, shining rope of pearls ever seen in that oyster country.
​"How do you do it?" his father asked.
"It is the crossed fingers—like this," said Shovel Ears, crossing his fingers like the letter X. "This is the way to remember better and forget worse."
It was then the oyster king went and told the men who change the alphabets just what happened.
When the men who change the alphabets heard just what happened, they decided to put in a new letter, the letter X, near the end of the alphabet, the sign of the crossed fingers.
On the wedding day of Pig Wisps and Shovel Ears, the men who change the alphabets all came to the wedding, with their fingers crossed.
Pig Wisps and Shovel Ears stood up to be married. They crossed their fingers. They told each other other they would remember their promises.
​And Pig Wisps had two ropes of pearls twisted down her back and a sweet young face saying, "Here we come—where from?"
# Rootabaga Pigeons/Chapter 24

Blue Silver
Long ago when the years were dark and the black rains used to come with strong winds and blow the front porches off houses, and pick chimneys off houses, and blow them onto other houses, long ago when people had understanding about rain and wind, there was a rich man with a daughter he loved better than anything else in the world.
And one night when the black rain came with a strong wind blowing off front porches and picking off chimneys, the daughter of the rich man fell asleep into a deep sleep.
In the morning they couldn't wake her. ​The black rain with the strong wind kept up all that day while she kept on sleeping in a deep sleep.
Men and women with music and flowers came in, boys and girls, her playmates, came in—singing songs and calling her name. And she went on sleeping.
All the time her arms were crossed on her breast, the left arm crossing the right arm like a letter X.
Two days more, five days, six, seven days went by—and all the time the black rain with a strong wind blowing—and the daughter of the rich man never woke up to listen to the music nor to smell the flowers nor to hear her playmates singing songs and calling her name.
She stayed sleeping in a deep sleep—with her arms crossed on her breast—the left arm crossing the right arm like a letter X.
So they made a long silver box, just long enough to reach from her head to her feet.
And they put on her a blue silver dress and ​a blue silver band around her forehead and blue silver shoes on her feet.
There were soft blue silk and silver sleeves to cover her left arm and her right arm—the two arms crossed on her breast like the letter X.
They took the silver box and carried it to a corner of the garden where she used to go to look at blue lilacs and climbing blue morning glories in patches of silver lights.
Among the old leaves of blue lilacs and morning glories they dug a place for the silver box to be laid in.
And men and women with music and flowers stood by the silver box, and her old playmates, singing songs she used to sing—and calling her name.
When it was all over and they all went away they remembered one thing most of all.
And that was her arms in the soft silk and blue silver sleeves, the left arm crossing over the right arm like the letter X.
​Somebody went to the king of the country and told him how it all happened, how the black rains with a strong wind came, the deep sleep, the singing playmates, the silver box—and the soft silk and blue silver sleeves on the left arm crossing the right arm like the letter X.
Before that there never was a letter X in the alphabet. It was then the king said, "We shall put the crossed arms in the alphabet; we shall have a new letter called X, so everybody will understand a funeral is beautiful if there are young singing playmates."
# Alumni Oxonienses: the Members of the University of Oxford, 1715-1886/Hamilton, Gustavus Frederick

From volume 2 of the work.
​Hamilton, Gustavus Frederick, s. Gustavus, Viscount Boyne. Christ Church, matric. 25 May, 1816, aged 19; Trinity Coll. B.A. 1822, M.A. 1825, 7th Viscount Boyne. See Foster's Peerage & Eton School Lists.
# Alumni Oxonienses: the Members of the University of Oxford, 1715-1886/Hamilton, Gustavus Russell

From volume 2 of the work.
​Hamilton, Gustavus Russell, 1s. Gustavus Frederick, of London, arm. (after viscount). Merton Coll., matric. 8 Nov., 1848, aged 18; 8th Viscount Boyne. See Foster's Peerage.
# Alumni Oxonienses: the Members of the University of Oxford, 1715-1886/Hamilton, George Baillie-

From volume 2 of the work.
​Hamilton, George Baillie-, s. Charles, Viscount Binning. St. Mary Hall, matric. 30 April, 1737, aged 14; of Mellerstain, and Jerviswood, co. Roxburgh, assumed the additional surname and arms of Baillie, and died 16 April, 1797, grandfather of George, 10th earl of Haddington (see p. 48).
# Alumni Oxonienses: the Members of the University of Oxford, 1715-1886/Hamilton, George Chetwode

From volume 2 of the work.
​Hamilton, George Chetwode, 1s. John, of Montreal, gent. St. John's Coll., matric. 14 Oct., 1876, aged 18; B.A. 1879.
# Alumni Oxonienses: the Members of the University of Oxford, 1715-1886/Hamilton, Hans Frederick

From volume 2 of the work.
​Hamilton, Hans Frederick, y.s. John, of Grove, near Dublin, arm. Balliol Coll., matric. 22 March, 1849, aged 19; B.A. 1852, M.A. 1856, rector of Langton Herring, Dorset, 1856-7, vicar of Sidmouth, Devon, 1857-61, and of Combe St. Nicholas, Somerset, 1861-85, rector of Woodmansterne, Surrey, 1885.
# Alumni Oxonienses: the Members of the University of Oxford, 1715-1886/Hamilton, George Burton

From volume 2 of the work.
​Hamilton, George Burton, 3s. Ralph, of Liverpool, Lancashire, arm. Corpus Christi Coll., matric. 7 June, 1823, aged 18; exhibitioner 1823-7, B.A. 1827, M.A. 1830, chaplain Chelmsford Gaol 1842-77, died 6 Jan., 1886.
# Alumni Oxonienses: the Members of the University of Oxford, 1715-1886/Hamilton, George Hans

From volume 2 of the work.
​Hamilton, George Hans, of Trinity Coll., Dublin (B.A. 1845, M.A. 1850), adm. 'ad eundem' 17 June, 1858 (son of Henry, of Tullylish House, co. Down); archdeacon of Northumberland and canon of Durham 1882, hon. canon 1863-82, archdeacon of Lindisfarne and vicar of Eglingham 1865-82, and of Berwick-upon-Tweed 1854-65. See Crockford.
# Alumni Oxonienses: the Members of the University of Oxford, 1715-1886/Hamilton, George Lowther

From volume 2 of the work.
​Hamilton, George Lowther, o.s. Thomas, of Edinburgh, Scotland, arm. Balliol Coll., matric. 15 April, 1826, aged 17.
# Alumni Oxonienses: the Members of the University of Oxford, 1715-1886/Hamilton, George Wellesley

From volume 2 of the work.
​Hamilton, George Wellesley, 1s. George, of Hawkesbury, Ontario, Canada, arm. Oriel Coll., matric. 31 Jan., 1868, aged 20.
# Alumni Oxonienses: the Members of the University of Oxford, 1715-1886/Hamilton, Henry (1)

From volume 2 of the work.
​Hamilton, Henry, s. Andrew, of Taughboyne, co. Donegal, Ireland, doctor. Lincoln Coll., matric. 26 May, 1725, aged 15; B.A. 1729, M.A. 4 Feb., 1731-2 (his father was archdeacon of Raphoe 1690, until his death 22 Sep., 1753).
# Shakespeare - First Folio facsimile (1910)/The Tragedy of Troylus and Cressida/Act 3 Scene 1

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