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# Jenness v. Fortson

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United States Supreme Court
403 U.S. 431
Jenness et al. v. Fortson, Secretary of State of Georgia
Appeal from the United States District Court for the Northern District of Georgia
No. 5714. Argued: March 1, 1971 --- Decided: June 21, 1971
Georgia law provides that any political organization whose candidate received 20% or more of the vote at the most recent gubernatorial or presidential election is a "political party." Any other political organization is a "political body." "Political parties" conduct primary elections, and the name of the winning candidate for each office is printed on the ballot. A nominee of a "political body" or an independent candidate may have his name on the ballot if he files a nominating petition signed by not less than 5% of those eligible to vote at the last election for the office he is seeking. The time for circulating the petition is 180 days, and it must meet the same deadline as a candidate in a party primary. Electors who sign a nominating petition are not restricted in any way, and there is no limitation on write-in votes on ballots.
Held: The challenge of appellants, prospective candidates and registered voters, to this election procedure was properly rejected as it does not abridge the rights of free speech and association secured by the First and Fourteenth Amendments and is not violative of the Fourteenth Amendment's Equal Protection Clause. Williams v. Rhodes, 393 U.S. 23, distinguished. Pp. 434-442.
315 F. Supp. 1035, affirmed.
STEWART, J., delivered the opinion of the Court, in which BURGER, C.J., and DOUGLAS, BRENNAN, WHITE, MARSHALL, and BLACKMUN, JJ., joined. BLACK and HARLAN, JJ., concurred in the result.
Peter E. Rindskopf argued the cause for appellants. With him on the brief was Howard Moore, Jr.
Robert J. Castellani, Assistant Attorney General of Georgia, argued the cause for appellee. With him on the brief were Arthur K. Bolton, Attorney General, and Harold N. Hill, Jr., Executive Assistant Attorney General.

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# Irish Examiner

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# Irish Examiner/1922/Late Fr. W. A. Sutton, S.J.

Source: Irish Examiner, Monday, April 17, 1922; Page: 8 — Late Fr. W. A. Sutton, S.J.
Late Fr. W. A. Sutton, S.J.
We regret to announce the death of Rev. William A. Sutton, which took place at St. Stanislaus' College. Tullabeg, Tullamore on Good Friday. The deceased clergyman was a son of the late Mr. Abraham Sutton, who founded the business of Suttons Ltd. in this city, and he was brother of the late Sir Abraham Sutton.
Having completed his early studies at Clongowes Wood College, Rather Sutton subsequently entered Trinity College, where he decided on entering the Jesuit Order. On the termination of his novitiate Father Sutton was, in his younger yeas, engaged on the missionary staff of the Society, and at various times in his career filled the position of Rector at Jesuit Colleges in this country. With the late Rev. Father Ronan, of the same Order, he helped to establish Mungret College at Limerick, where he subsequently spent a number of years as Rector. Thence he was sent to Miltown Park, Dublin, and later to Tullabeg where novices of the Order received part of their training. In the midst of his clerical work Father Sutton found time to contribute occasionally to Catholic publications, notably "The Irish Monthly," and "The Lamp." By his death the Order loses a valuable member, and the deepest sympathy will be extended on all sides, both the members of the Order and to the relatives of Father Sutton in their bereavement.
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# Irish Fairy Tales (Stephens)/Advertisement

BY JAMES STEPHENS
Crown 8vo. 6s. net.
THE CROCK OF GOLD.
THE TIMES.—"It is crammed full of life and beauty . . . this delicious, fantastical, amorphous, inspired medley of topsy-turvydom."
PUNCH.—"A fairy fantasy, elvish, grotesque, realistic, allegorical, humorous, satirical, dealistic, and poetical by turns . . . and very beautiful."
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THE DEMI-GODS.
THE STANDARD.—"The book is full of fine knowledge and fantasies in every shade of gaiety and gravity, and we would call its author a magician did we not feel that everything he writes is perfectly natural to him. . . . This book would prove, if proof were needed, that Mr. Stephens's Crock of Gold was not a mere tour de force, but a real ebullition of genius and a token of all the good work that was to come."
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HERE ARE LADIES.
THE TIMES.—"A story may have many and diverse effects upon its reader. It may leave him smiling, laughing, frowning (perhaps weeping), angry, perplexed, exalted, afraid. The bits of stories in Here are Ladies, the sketches, essays, snapshots, call them what you will, will leave him for the most part happy and hungry—for more."
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THE CHARWOMAN'S DAUGHTER.
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SONGS FROM THE CLAY.
THE EVENING STANDARD.—"They have the sense of elfin mischief and keen spiritual sympathy with inarticulate nature which is so recognisable a feature of all Mr. Stephens's writings, prose and verse. Many of the poems are models of that simplicity which is the supreme art of poesy, and in all may be found an underlying verity, masked maybe with smiles or tears.'
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THE STANDARD.—"One may meet such a singer as Mr. Stephens with rejoicing and surprise. His lyrics are bright as dew on the eyes of a child, fresh as mornings in spring, cheerful as the twitter of birds, natural and melodious as the wind's music."
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REINCARNATIONS.
THE OUTLOOK.—"Mr. Stephens has taken the idea and general drift of various poems in the original Irish and recast in English metres and language, much as FitzGerald did with the Rubáiyát of Omar Khayyam. . . . The poems are eminently successful in their result."
LONDON: MACMILLAN AND CO., Ltd.
# Irish Fairy Tales (Stephens)

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IRISH FAIRY TALES
MACMILLAN AND CO., Limited
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THE MACMILLAN COMPANY
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THE MACMILLAN CO. OF CANADA, Ltd.
TORONTO
In a forked glen into which he slipped at night-fall he was surrounded by giant toads (page 250).
Frontispiece.
IRISH FAIRY TALES
BY JAMES STEPHENS
ILLUSTRATED BY ARTHUR RACKHAM
MACMILLAN & C$^o$ L$^{td}$. LONDON1920
COPYRIGHT
TO
SEUMAS AND IRIS
AND TO
HELEN FRASER
CONTENTS
ILLUSTRATIONS
IN COLOUR
FACE PAGE
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# Irish application to join League of Nations

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Irish application to join League of Nations-(Source: www.difp.ie).
DUBLIN, 17 April 1923
Sir,
In accordance with the terms of Article 1 of the Covenant of the League of Nations, I have the honour to request that the Free State of Ireland may be admitted as a Member of the League of Nations, and that this request may be placed on the agenda of the next Meeting of the Assembly of the League.
The Government of the Irish Free State is prepared to accept the conditions laid down in Article 1 of the Covenant, and to carry out all obligations involved in Membership of the League.
The Government will send representatives, empowered to give all necessary explanations, to the Assembly, and it will be glad in the meantime to give any information relevant to this application which may be required.
It is requested that this application may be brought without delay to the knowledge of all the Members of the League.
I have the honour to be,
Sir,
Your obedient Servant,
Desmond FitzGerald
Minister of External Affairs
# Irish wedding (1)/My Nannie O

MY NANNIE O.
Behind yon hills where Lugar flows, 'Maug moors and mosses many O: "The wintry sun the day has clos'd, An' I'll away to Nannie O. The westlin wind blaws loud and shril, The night baith dark and (illegible text)loy O, But I'll get my plaid and out I'll steal, And o'er the hill to Nannie, O.
My Nannie's charming fair and young Nae artfu' wiles to win me O, May ill befs' the flatt ring tongue, That wad beguile my Nannie, O: ​Her face is fair, her heart is true; As spotless as she's bonny O: The op'ning (illegible text)owan wet wi' dew, Nae purer is than Nannie, O.
A country lad is my degree, And few ⟨there⟩ be than ken me O, But what care I how ⟨few⟩ they be, I'm welcome ay to Nannie O: My riches a'a my penny (illegible text)e And I maun guide it canni- O; But warld's gear ne'er troubles ⟨me⟩, My thoughts are a' my Nannie O;
Our ⟨auld⟩ gudeman delights to view, His sheep and ky(illegible text) thrive bonny O; But I'm a(illegible text) blythe (illegible text)at hauds his plough, And has nae care but Nannie ⟨O⟩. Come weel, come wae, I care na by, I'll tak what heaven will send me 0, Nae ithur care in life hae I, But live, and love my Nannie, O.
# Irish wedding (1)

The Irish Wedding.
To which are added,
O leeze me on my spinning
wheel.
Bonnie wood of Craigie lea.
EDINBURGH: Printed for the Booksellers in Town and Country:
* The Irish Wedding
* My Nannie O
* O Leeze Me On My Spinning Wheel
* Bonnie Wood of Craigie Lee
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# Irish wedding (1)/Bonnie Wood of Craigie Lee

BONNIE WOOD OF CRAIGIE LEA.
Thou ⟨bonnie⟩ wood of Craigie lea, Thou bonnie wood of Craigie lea, Near thee I pass'd life's early day, And won my Mary's heart in thee.
The broom the brier the birken bush, Bloom bonny o'er thy flowery lea, And a' the ⟨sweets⟩ that ane can wish, Frae Nature's hand are strew'd on thee. Thou bonnie, &c.
Far ben thy dark green plantings shade, The cushat croodles am'rously: The wavis down thy bughted glade, Gars echo ring frae every tree. Thou bonnie, &c.
​Awa, ye thoughtless murd'ring gang, Wha tear the nestlings ere they flee! They'll sing you yet a canty sang Then o in pity let them be!
When winter blaws in sleety show'rs, Frre aff the norlin' hills sae hie, He lightly shiffs thy bonny bow'rs, As laith to harm a flow'r in thee. Thou ⟨bonnie⟩ &c.
Tho' fate should drag me south the line, Or o'er the wide Atlantic ⟨sea⟩, The happy hours I'll ever mind, That I in youth ha'e spent in thee. Thou bonnie, &c.
FINIS.
# Irish wedding (1)/O Leeze Me On My Spinning Wheel

O LEEZE ME ON MY SPINNING WHEEL
O leeze me on my spinning wheel,
​And leeze me on my rock and reel, Frae tap to tae that cleeds me bien, And haps me feil and warm ⟨at⟩ een. I'll sit me down, and sing and spin, While laigh descends the simmers' sun; ⟨Bleeze⟩ wi content, and milk and meal, O leeze me on my spinning wheel.
On ilka hand thro bairnies trot. And meet below my theekit cot The scented, birk and hawthorn white, Across ⟨the⟩ pool their arms unite, Alike to screen the birdie's rest, And ⟨little⟩ fishes caller rest: The sun blinks kindly in my bial, Where blythe I turn my spinning wheel.
On lofty aiks the cushats wail And echo cons the soleful tale; The lint-whites in the hazel braes, Delighted, rival ither's lays; The craik amang the clover hay, The pairtrick whirring o'er the ley, The swallow jinkin round my shiel, Amuse me at my spinning wheel.
Wi' sma' to sell, and less to buy, ​Aboon distres, below envy, O! wha wad leave this humble state, For a' the pride of a' the great? Amid their cumbrous diosome joys, Can they the peace and pleasure feel, Can they the peace and pleasure feel, Of Betsy at her spinning wheel.
# Irish wedding (1)/The Irish Wedding

THE IRISH WEDDING.
Sure wont you hear what roving cheer, Was spread at ⟨Paddy's⟩ ⟨wedding⟩ O, And how so gay they spent the day From churching to be bedding O? First book in hand-came-Father Quipes, With the ⟨bride's⟩ dadda the baille, O: While the chanter with his merry pipes, Struck up a ⟨lilt⟩ so gaily Toddery teddery, &c
Now there was Mat and Sturdy Pat And merry Morgan Murphy O And Murdoch Mags an Tirloch Skags, M'Laughlan, ⟨and⟩ Dick Durfey O And ⟨then the⟩ girls rigg'd out in white, Led on by Ted O'Reily O; While the chanter with his merry pipes, Struck up lilt so gaily O. Toddery, teddery, &c
When Pat was asked if his love would ⟨last⟩, The chapel echoed with laughter O,
​By my shoul says Pat, you may say that, To the ead of the world and after O. Then tenderly her hand he gripes And kisses her genteely O, While the chanter with his merry pipes, Struck up a lilt so gaily O. Teddery, teddery, &c.
Then a roaring set at dinner were met, So ⟨frolicksome⟩ and so frisky O: ⟨Potatoes⟩ galore a skirreg or more, With a flowing madder of whisky O. Their sound to be sure did'nt go the 'swipes, At the bride's expense so freely O, While to wish them fun the merry pipes Struck up a lilt so gaily O. Teddery, teddery &c.
And then at night O what ⟨delight⟩ To see them ⟨capering and prancing O⟩ An opera or ball was nothing (illegible text) Compar'd to ⟨the style⟩ of their dancing O. And then to see old father Quipes ⟨Beating⟩ time with his shilelah O, And all the while the merry pipes Stuck up a lilt so gaily O. Teddery teddery, &c.
​And now the ⟨knot⟩ so sucky are got, They'll go to sleep ⟨without⟩ rocking O: While the bride-maids for so gravely prepare For throwing of the stocking O. Dacadems we'll have says father Quipes And the bride was kissed genteelly O, While to wish them fun the merry pipes Struck up a lilt so gaily O. Teddery teddery, &c.
# James E English's Sine die Address of July 22 1870

Mr. President and Senators, Mr. Speaker and Gentlemen of the House of Representatives:
Your committee have informed me that you have finished the business of the session, and are now ready to adjourn, and wish to know if I have any further communication to make to the General Assembly. I gladly avail myself of the occasion to appear in person and to express my high appreciation at the creditable manner in which yon have discharged the very responsible trust committed to you by the people of the State. In my inaugural message to the General Assembly, I took occasion to say that the past year has not been marked with events especially calling for legislation, and expressed a hope that your duties might be accomplished within a shorter period than that usually alloted to the ordinary session. In the expression of that hope I but gave utterence to the sentiments of our common constituency. A considerable portion of our legislation has been of a private character. The session has been prolonged on that account. I trust the day is not tar distant, when by new constitutional provisions, much of the business which now occupies the time and attention of the General Assembly, will be regulated by general law.
Yon are now, gentlemen, about to close the labors of the session. At this moment of final separation, permit me to assure yon of my sincere friendship tor you all, and to express an earnest desire that you may long continue to enjoy the confidence of your fellow-citizens ; and on your return home, meet with their just approbation of having deserved well of both town and State.
Journal of the House of Representatives of the State of Connecticut July 22 1870
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# James Frederick Ferrier

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The designs and ornaments of this
volume are by Mr. Joseph Brown,
and the printing from the press of
Morrison & Gibb Limited, Edinburgh.
1899.
CONTENTS
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# James Everard's Breweries v. Day

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United States Supreme Court
265 U.S. 545
James Everard's Breweries v. Day
Argued: March 4 and 5, 1924. --- Decided: June 9, 1924
Mr. S. W. Moore, of New York City, for appellant in No. 245.
[Argument of Counsel from pages 546-550 intentionally omitted]
Messrs. Nathan Ballin and Walter E Ernst, both of New York City, for appellant in No. 200.
[Argument of Counsel from pages 551-553 intentionally omitted]
Mr. Joseph S. Auerbach, of New York City, for Lambert, as amicus curiae, by special leave.
Mr. H. H. Griswold, of Chardon, Ohio, for Attorneys General of 25 states as amicicuriae, by special leave.
Mr. James M. Beck, Sol. Gen., of Washington, D. C., for appellees.
Mr. Justice SANFORD delivered the opinion of the Court.

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# Jim of the Hills/The Reaper in the Bush

The Reaper in the Bush
HE was lyin' on his bunk,
In the hut behind the mill,
Ravin' like a man wild drunk.
Never silent, never still.
"Best go in an' say Good bye,"
Says old Blair. "He's got to die."
God! I never want to see
Any face so wrung with pain.
Nor to hear such blasphemy
Ever in my life again.
White he was, an' starey-eyed,
With his hand pressed to his side.
"Now he raves," says Daddy Pike.
"He ain't wise to what he says.
Never have I heard the like
All me wicked livin' days."
"Raise him up a bit," says Blair.
"Put that pillow under there.
"Raise him. … There now, easy, lad.
Turn a little—gently—so.
You'll not feel it near so bad. … Painin'? Yes, I know, I know.
Yes, old man; it's Blair, your friend. … (Boys, he's very near the end.")
Soon a saner, calmer look
Came in Murray's strainin' eyes.
Though his body heaved an' shook.
He held back his awful cries
Till another wave of pain
Gripped him, an' he shrieked again.
"Christ!" he called. "O, Christ, the pain!
Boys, you know I ain't a funk."
Still he took the Name in vain,
Writhin' there upon his bunk.
"Do you call Him?" says old Blair,
Pointin' upward. "He is there."
"Blair!" he gasps. "Do you believe?
Such as me! Is there a chance?"
"Easy, Murray. Don't you grieve.
You ain't worth one single glance
Save of pity from His eye.
Laddie, pray before you die."
"God! I'm frightened, Blair!" says he …
"Boys, you know I never whined. … Where's the hope for one like me?
I ain't no hymn-singin' kind."
There was pleadin' in his glance:
"Blair," he says, "is there a chance?"
Old Bob Blair reached for his hand.
"Chance there is, an' certainty.
Try to think an' understand.
Nothin's There to fear," says he.
"Him, the Merciful, the Mild,
Think ye He would strike a child?
"Think ye that He put you here.
Gave you labour, gave you pain.
So your end should be a fear
That you plead to Him in vain?
Nay, dear laddie, while you've breath.
Live in hope, an' smile on death."
With a hard hand, woman-kind.
He pushed back the sweaty hair.
"Now then, laddie, ease your mind.
Pain will end for you out There. .
An' the smile on Blair's rough face
Was a blessin' an' a grace.
"God !" says Ben, "You are a friend :
Friend, old man, an' father too.
Hold my hand right to the end—
They'll take notice There of you. …
Good-bye, Jim, an' Dusty Dick,
Simon, Pike. … I'm goin'—quick."
With his eyes shut tight he lay.
His breath comin' in great sobs.
An' his poor lips seemed to pray.
As his hand held fast to Bob's. . .
Now his sobs an' prayin' cease.
Says old Blair, "God give him peace!
"Give him peace!" sighed old Bob Blair,
As he rose beside the dead.
But I caught his wistful stare,
An' the muttered words he said:
"God," he prayed—"if one there be—
Give such faith an' peace to me."
# Jimenez v. Beto

Supreme Court of the United States
405 U.S. 910
Jimenez v. Beto, Corrections Director
Certiorari to the United States Court of Appeals for the Fifth Circuit
No. 71-5709
Motion for leave to proceed in forma pauperis and certiorari granted. Judgment vacated and case remanded for further consideration in light of Haines v. Kerner, 404 U.S. 519.