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# Pacific Historical Review

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Volume 1 (1932)
* Number 1 (transcription project)
* Number 2 (start transcription)
* Number 3 (start transcription)
* Number 4 (start transcription)
Volume 2 (1933)
* Number 1
* Number 2
* Number 3
* Number 4
Volume 3 (1934)
* Number 1
* Number 2
* Number 3
* Number 4
Volume 31 (1962)
* Political Censorship in the Oregon Spectator
* A Problem in Japan's Control of the Press in Korea, 1906-1909
# Pacific Gas Electric Company v. City and County of San Francisco

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United States Supreme Court
265 U.S. 403
Pacific Gas Electric Company v. City and County of San Francisco
Argued: Feb. 19, 1924. --- Decided: June 2, 1924
Messrs. Louis Titus and Wm. B. Bosley, both of San Francisco, Cal., for appellant.
Mr. R. M. Searls, of San Francisco, Cal., for appellees.
[Argument of Counsel from page 404 intentionally omitted]
Mr. Justice McREYNOLDS delivered the opinion of the Court.

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# Pacific Gas Electric Company v. Police Court of City of Sacramento

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United States Supreme Court
251 U.S. 22
Pacific Gas Electric Company v. Police Court of City of Sacramento
Argued: Oct. 9, 1919. --- Decided: Dec 8, 1919
Mr. Wm. B. Bosley, of San Francisco, Cal., for plaintiff in error.
Mr. Edward M. Cleary, of Washington, D. C., for defendants in error.
Mr. Chief Justice WHITE delivered the opinion of the court.

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# Poems (Kimball)/Inscribed to J. W. and C. H.

SONNETS.
# Poems (Eckley)/Easter Day

Bath, 1862.
# Poems (Eckley)/Hymn of St. Zavier

PARAPHRASES.
# Poems (Eckley)/Keat's Grave

ROME. "I feel the daisies growing over me."
# Poems (Eckley)/Italy's Sea

ITALY.
ITALY.
# Poems (Eckley)/Failure

TO ———— "There is a heaven for those who have worthily failed on earth."
# Poems (Eckley)/Faith

Jerusalem, 1859.
# Poems (Eminescu)/Of the masts...

(Posthumous)
Of the masts by thousands leaving Shores which many an ocean laves, O how many will be shattered By the winds and by the waves.
Of the birds by thousands wand’ring, Many a one a grave soon finds, While still hopeful it is driven By the waves and by the winds.
If to high ideals aspiring, Or thy soul but fortune craves, Thou art driven wheresoever By the winds and by the waves.
Never understood the thought is That the song in wing’d words binds, Ever floating, far off echoed By the waves and by the winds.
# Poems (Eminescu)/O Mother...

O MOTHER…
O Mother, sweetest Mother, thy calling voice so dear, Through time’s dark mist resounding, in rustling leaves I hear; Where quietly thou sleepest, o’er thy most holy tomb, The wind now shakes the willows in heavy autumn’s gloom; In gently rustling branches I hear the voice of yore… The wind for ever shakes them, thou sleepest evermore.
When I shall die, belovèd, thou shalt not weep for me, But tear a branch, my dearest, from that sweet linden-tree, And carefully then plant it near my reposing head, To make it grow, upon it thy loving tears shalt shed, And on my tomb I’ll feel it, its shadows creeping o’er… For ever grow the shadows, I sleep for evermore.
And if one day together it be our doom to die, Not in a dreary churchyard should we be put to lie, But near the flowing river let us for aye repose, A single narrow coffin shall both of us enclose, And thou shalt be for ever so near my bosom’s core… For ever weep the waters, we sleep for evermore.
# Poems (Eminescu)/Sonnets

On this page: By secret love - Like clouds o'er plains - Venice - The Ocean (posthumous)
SONNETS
By secret love of thee I thought it right To keep full silence, deemed this pleasèd thee, I in thy looks saw an eternity Of dreams consuming with their high delight.
I can no more. My longing, love’s great might Lends wingèd words to that sweet mystery, And, all on fire, I would consumèd be In that dear heart that would with mine unite.
That I am burning how canst thou not feel? My lips with thirst for thee are parched and dry; Fair maid, alone thou canst my fever heal.
A breath of thine alone may soothe my sigh, And when thou smil’st my thought with joy doth reel, O end my pain—come to my breast, come nigh!
Like clouds o’er plains have passed the years so long, And back again they’ll never more be wiled, They charm no longer as they charmed, beguiled The youth, those tales and riddles, that sweet song,
Scarce understood, delightful for the child, With meaning full, for which I much did long— In vain surrounds me now thy shadows’ throng O hour of mystery, O twilight mild!
Of life’s dear past how can I hear the chimes, And make thee tremble now again, my soul? In vain I play my lyre, in vain I hearken:
’Tis dumb the lovely voice of those old times, My youth is far, my joy is lost, the whole, And Time runs fast behind… My mind doth darken!
​’Tis gone the life of Venice with its pride— No songs are heard, nor seen are lights of balls, On marble stairs, on portals, in the halls, The moon’s pale rays alone all whitening glide.
In the canals Oceanus wailing calls… He only will forever young abide, Fain would he give life’s breath to his sweet bride, His sounding waves are beating mouldering walls.
A churchyard silence o’er the town doth lower. A priest whom ages left in his old fane, St Mark strikes sinister the midnight hour.
In rhythmic numbers, softly, in deep strain, In language sibylline sounds from the tower: „The dead do not awake—it is in vain.“
(Posthumous)
How terrible the ocean’s wrath can be! He roars with rage and foaming arms will send To rule the world and to the clouds ascend, Till spent by storm he sinks back sullenly.
How vainly frightful thunderbolts defend The heaven… In the blue vault he doth see His palace, a strong fortress, on which he With grim assault his power would extend.
By lightning wounded, down he seems to fall, With whispered tales a breeze his anger stills, And in his depth is mirrored heaven’s high hall.
What he had so desired a dream fulfils: They are now his, the moon, the stars and all, He murmurs happily, with joy he thrills.
# Poems (Eminescu)/Since so long...

SINCE SO LONG…
Since so long with one another We could neither speak nor meet, O meseems we have forgotten How much we have loved, my sweet.
Now I see thee pale before me, And thy wounded heart I feel, As in former days, O let me At thy feet here humbly kneel.
Let me weep for pity; fondly Let those little hands be kissed; What did you so long, my dearest Hands, which many weeks I missed?
# Poems (Eminescu)/Solitude

SOLITUDE
Near my simple fir-wood table With the curtains drawn I sit, In the grate the fire is flick’ring, Musingly I look at it.
And like swallows sweet illusions Come in flights and wander all; Dear remembrances seem crickets Chirping in a ruined wall,
Or caressing come and sadly, Heavy in the soul they stop, Like the wax from candles falling Near Christ’s icon, drop by drop.
In my room in every corner Spiders have their cobwebs spun, And among the piled books hiding Furtively the mice now run.
In this peace mine eye distracted Upward to the ceiling looks, And I listen as they slowly Gnaw the covers of my books.
Oft I thought, the lyre forsaking, To depart and change my mood, And to leave off writing verses In this wasting solitude.
​But then mice with tripping noises, Chirping chickets bring and nurse My old thoughts, my melancholy, And this soon becomes a verse.
Sometimes while the lamp is burning Late, I’m dreaming without sleep, When I hear the door-latch clicking, Suddenly my heart will leap.
It is She. The house so empty, Now at once is full of light, In my life’s black frame appearing She, an icon shining bright.
And I cannot now but wonder Why old Time will never rest, While I’m with my love here whisp’ring Hand in hand and breast to breast.
# Poems (Eminescu)/Murmur of the Forest

MURMUR OF THE FOREST
’Neath the sun’s rays in the vale Shimmer trembling waters clear; Full of longing, from the brake I look downwards to the lake, Sitting in cool shade I hear Calling quail.
Softly as if half asleep Murmur all the springs and brooks; When among the boughs the sun Shines on waters, quick they run, And like deer, with frightened looks, Wildly leap.
Orioles and thrushes sing— Who can understand them all? Hidden in the trees each bird Singing of the spring is heard, Meaningful they talk and call Twittering.
Says the cuckoo: „Have you seen Our most lovely sister dear? Sister of our summer dreams, Languishing with love she seems. Where art thou? O come, appear, Fairy Queen!“
​The old lime-tree shading spread Its dense foliage with sweet flowers, Stretched a branch to catch her arms And to lift her full of charms, Ready to rain fragrant showers On her head.
And the spring asked woefully: „Where art thou, my Queen most sweet? Come, unbind thy silken hair, Mirroring thy face so fair, Touching me with tender feet, Dreamily.“
And I answered: „Forest mine, She comes not, she comes no more; You alone, dear oaks, remain, Wait for those blue eyes again, That for me so oft of yore Bright would shine.“
How much charm did she impart To the groves, all things, that shone As in an enchanted tale! All is now so dark and stale… Come, let’s be again alone Heart to heart.
# Poems (Eminescu)/Ode

ODE (in Sapphic metre)
That I’m doomed to die I believed it never; Always young and clad in my mantle I wandered, Dreaming eyes uplifted for ever fixed on Solitude’s starlight.
When so sudden, there on my pathway rising, Sorrow, O so painfully sweet, thou camest! Then with deep delight to the dregs I drank thy Merciless death cup.
And like Nessus burning alive and tortured, Poisoned as was Hercules with his garment, This great fire that’s blazing in me I cannot Quench with an ocean.
My own dream consuming me, sore lamenting, On my pyre I die thus to ashes burning… Can I from it living arise as bright as Phoenix the immortal?
Troubling eyes, go out of my way for ever! Back to me indifference dreary come now! That I may in quietness die, O give me Back my old selfhood!
# Poems (Eminescu)/So fresh thou art...

SO FRESH THOU ART…
So like the sweet, white cherry blossom, So tender and so fresh thou art, And on my life’s way like an angel Appearing thou dost light impart.
Thou scarcely touchest the soft carpet, The silk on thee doth rustling stream, From top to toe so light and lofty, Thou floatest like an airy dream.
From draping folds like purest marble Thine image unto me appears, My whole soul on thine eyes is hanging, Those eyes so full of joy and tears.
O happy dream of love, so happy, Thou bride of fairy tales, so mild, No, do not smile! Thy smile doth show me How sweet thou art, thou gentle child.
My poor eyes thou canst close for ever With deepest night’s eternal charms, With thy sweet lips’ sweet fondling whispers, Embracing me with thy cool arms.
A veiling thought at once now passes Thy glowing eyes thus covering: It is the dark renunciation, The sweetest yearning’s shadowing.
​Thou go’st away and, well I know it, To follow thee must I no more, Thou art for me now lost for ever, My soul’s dear bride, whom I adore.
My only guilt was that I saw thee, Which I to pardon have no might, Mine arm I’ll stretch for ever vainly To expiate my dream of light.
Like holy Virgin’s purest image In my fond eyes thou wilt rise now, The brightest crown on forehead bearing, Where dost thou go? When comest thou?
# Poems (Nealds)/Sonnet on resuming the Lyre

POEMS.
POEMS.
# Poems (Shipton)/The Last Journey

THE LAST JOURNEY.
"They two went on."—2 Kings ii. 6.
# Poems (Shipton)/The Last Night with the Dead

THE LAST NIGHT WITH THE DEAD.
"Jesus saith unto her, Thy brother shall rise again." John xi. 23.
# Poems (Shipton)/The Living Saviour

THE LIVING SAVIOUR.
"I know that ye seek Jesus which was crucified; He is not here for He is risen, as He said."—Matt. xxviii. 5. 6. "Then were the disciples glad when they saw the Lord."—John xx. 20.
# Poems (Shipton)/The Look

THE LOOK.
"The Lord looked upon him, and said, Go in this thy might." Judges vi. 14.
# Poems (Shipton)/The Lost Cherith

THE LOST CHERITH.
"He drank of the brook. And it came to pass after a while, that the brook dried up."—1 Kings xvii. 6, 7.
# Poems (Shipton)/The Golden Sceptre

THE GOLDEN SCEPTRE.
"What wilt thou, Queen Esther? and what is thy request?"—Esther v. 3. "This is the confidence that we have in Him, that, if we ask anything according to His will, He heareth us."—1 John v. 14. "All things are yours."—1 Cor. iii. 21.
# Poems (Shipton)/The Little Sanctuary

THE LITTLE SANCTUARY.
"Although I have scattered them among the countries, yet will I be to them as a little sanctuary in the countries where they shall come."—Ezekiel xi. 16.
# Poems (Shipton)/The Living God

THE LIVING GOD.
"Fear not; I am the first and the last: I am He that liveth, and was dead; and behold, I am alive for evermore, Amen; and have the keys of hell and of death."—Rev. i. 17, 18.
# Poems (Southey)/Volume 1/The Race of Banquo

The RACE of BANQUO.
# Poems (Southey)/Volume 1/To the Chapel Bell

TO THE
CHAPEL BELL.
# Poems (Southey)/Volume 1/The Pauper's Funeral

Musings.
page
The PAUPER's FUNERAL.
# Poems (Southey)/Volume 1/To Mary Wollstonecraft

TO
MARY WOLLSTONECRAFT.
# Poems (Southey)/Volume 1/To a Friend

To a FRIEND.
# Poems (Southey)/Volume 1/The Soldier's Wife

The SOLDIER'S WIFE.
DACTYLICS.
# Poems (Southey)/Volume 1/To Contemplation

To CONTEMPLATION.
# Poems (Southey)/Volume 1/The Widow

The WIDOW.
SAPPHICS.
# Poems (Southey)/Volume 1/To Horror

To HORROR.
# Poems (Southey)/Volume 1/The Triumph of Woman

The Triumph
of
Woman.
page
TO
MARY WOLLSTONECRAFT.
page
page
THE
TRIUMPH of WOMAN.
# Periplus of the Erythraean Sea/Rulers

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# Perjury Punish'd with equal Justice

Perjury Punish'd with equal Justice; Or, Miles Prance
His Sorrowful Lamentation for his foul Offences.
Tune of, No Ignoramus Juries now, &c.
This may be Printed, R. P.
Printed for J. Deacon, at the Angel, in Guilt-Spur-Street.
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# Perkins v. Benguet Mining Company/Dissent Minton

* Court Documents
* Case Syllabus
* Opinion of the Court
* Concurring Opinion Black
* Dissenting Opinion Minton
United States Supreme Court
342 U.S. 437
Perkins v. Benguet Mining Company
Argued: Nov. 27, 28, 1951. --- Decided: March 3, 1952
Mr. Justice MINTON, with whom the CHIEF JUSTICE joins, dissenting.
As I understand the practice in Ohio, the law as agreed to by the court is stated in the syllabus. If an opinion is filed, it expresses the views of the writer of the opinion and of those who may join him as to why the law was so declared in the syllabus. Judge Taft alone filed an opinion in the instant case.
The law as declared in the syllabus, which is the whole court speaking, is clearly based upon adequate state grounds. Judge Taft in his opinion expresses the view that the opinions of this Court on due process grounds require the court to declare the law as stated in the syllabus. As the majority opinion of this Court points out, this is an erroneous view of this Court's decisions. 'This brings the situation clearly within the settled rule whereby this Court will not review a State court decision resting on an adequate and independent nonfederal ground even though the State court may have also summoned to its support an erroneous view of federal law.' Radio Station WOW v. Johnson, 326 U.S. 120, 129, 65 S.Ct. 1475, 1480, 89 L.Ed. 2092.
The case of State Tax Comm'n v. Van Cott, 306 U.S. 511, 59 S.Ct. 605, 83 L.Ed. 950, is not this case. There the case was not clearly decided on an adequate state ground, but the state ground and the federal ground were so interwoven that this Court was 'unable to conclude that the judgment rests upon an independent interpretation of the state law.' 306 U.S. at page 514, 59 S.Ct. at page 606. In the instant case, a clear statement of the state law is made by the court in the syllabus. Only Judge Taft has summoned the erroneous view of this Court's decisions to his support of the adequate state ground approved by the whole court.
What we are saying to Ohio is: 'You have decided this case on an adequate state ground, denying service, which you had a right to do, but you don't have to do it if you don't want to, as far as the decisions of this Court are concerned.' I think what we are doing is giving gratuitously an advisory opinion to the Ohio Supreme Court. I would dismiss the writ as improvidently granted.

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# Perkins v. Benguet Mining Company

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Perkins v. Benguet Consolidated Mining Co., 342 U.S. 437 (1952) was a United States Supreme Court case which held that an Ohio state court could exercise general personal jurisdiction over a foreign corporation on the basis of that company's "continuous and systematic" contacts with the state of Ohio. Benguet Consolidated Mining Co. was a Philippine mining corporation that temporarily stopped its mining operations and relocated its president to Ohio during the World War II Japanese occupation of the Philippines. The Court held that the president's use of his office in Ohio to carry on continuous business activities during this period allowed Ohio to properly assert general jurisdiction over his company. Warning: template has been deprecated.

## Concurring Opinion

    Black

## Dissenting Opinion

    Minton
United States Supreme Court
342 U.S. 437
Perkins v. Benguet Mining Company
Argued: Nov. 27, 28, 1951. --- Decided: March 3, 1952
See 343 U.S. 917, 72 S.Ct. 645.
Mr. Robert N. Gorman, Cincinnati, Ohio, for petitioner.
Mr. Lucien H. Mercier, Washington, D.C., for respondent.
Mr. Justice BURTON delivered the opinion of the Court.

## Notes

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# Perkins v. Benguet Mining Company/Concurrence Black

* Court Documents
* Case Syllabus
* Opinion of the Court
* Concurring Opinion Black
* Dissenting Opinion Minton
United States Supreme Court
342 U.S. 437
Perkins v. Benguet Mining Company
Argued: Nov. 27, 28, 1951. --- Decided: March 3, 1952
Mr. Justice BLACK concurs in the result.
Mr. Justice MINTON, with whom the CHIEF JUSTICE joins, dissenting.

## Notes

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# Perjury

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* "Perjury," in Encyclopædia Britannica (11th ed., 1911)
* "Perjury", in Catholic Encyclopedia (1913)
# Perkins

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* Perkins, Angier March
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* Perkins, William
# Persia/Chapter 42

CHAPTER III.
MEDICINE AND SURGERY.
Their system of practice is derived from the Greeks, and has descended to them with very little alteration. According to their theory, things are either hot or cold in certain degrees; and the only question they have to resolve is, whether the disease proceeds from too much heat or too much cold. Heat must be repelled by cold, and cold by heat. China-root with them is almost a sovereign remedy against all complaints. ​When they administer it the patient is confined to a room whence the smallest breath of air is to be carefully shut out, so that he not only suffers from his complaint, but also from intense heat. Tavernier mentions, that they give horse-flesh for the cholic; and Mr. Scott Waring was witness to nearly as curious an experiment. A poor man was violently afflicted with heart-burn, and instead of prescribing an internal medicine, they heaped on his breast a great quantity of ice and snow, which they said was an effectual cure. Kotzebue relates a similar instance, in the treatment of one of the musicians belonging to the Russian embassy. This man, being a Mahometan, had not sufficient confidence in the physician to the embassy, and desired that a Persian doctor might be called in. His disorder was an inflammatory fever. The Persian doctor appeared, and prescribed for the patient a large quantity of ice, which the poor fellow swallowed with ecstacy, and died on the third day.
In the country, physic is practised by men who stroll from village to village, and demand payment in advance for the medicines which they administer. Though they have in general but the most superficial notions of their art, they assume an importance and a tone of assurance which give the lower classes a high opinion of their skill. They are never at a loss, and you can never take them by surprise. Provided with a little bag, containing a few plants, drugs, and instruments, they give, at the moment of being consulted, a draught or an opiate, apply leeches or the cautery, bleed or send their patient to the bath or the gymnasium, without consideration or judgment, and without any motive for preferring one mode of treatment to the other.
The Mahometan religion, in prohibiting dissection, bars the way to all anatomical knowledge. Surgery, therefore, is in a worse state than medicine; and the skill of its professors is confined to the application of plasters to wounds, and leeches and the cautery to parts affected with pain, the reduction of a dislocated joint, and the opening of an external abscess.
In short, the sciences of medicine and surgery are with these people nothing but a trade; and they imagine they can acquire them with as little difficulty as their brothers learned to make a shoe or mend a shawl.