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# The Barn Dance

Disney Cartoons present A Mickey Mouse Sound Cartoon
The Barn Dance
A Walt Disney Comic by Ub Iwerks Recorded by Powers Cinephone System Copyright MCMXXIX
Minnie Mouse Yoo-hoo!
Horse Neigh!
Parrot Help me! Riggidy, rig, stop!
50 lbs.
Horse Augh!
Minnie Mouse Ow! Oof! Oof! Ooh! Ooh! Ooh! [etc.]
Mickey Mouse
The End
A Walt Disney Comic
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# Translations on Eastern Europe; Political, Sociological, and Military Affairs/No. 1476/Assembly Passes Law on Forms of Address

ROMANIA
ASSEMBLY PASSES LAW ON FORMS OF ADDRESS
Bucharest SCINTEIA in Romanian 29 Oct 77 p 2 AU
[Text of "Law on Forms of Address Between the Citizens of the Socialist Republic of Romania," passed at the 28 October Session of the Grand National Assembly]
[Text] In view of the profound socioeconomic changes that have occurred in our country within the process of building socialism, of the fact that the working people are at the same time owners of the means of production, producers and final users of everything that is achieved in our society and of the fact that a new type of relations—based on equality, cooperation and mutual esteem—has been established among all the citizens of the fatherland, man's oppression and exploitation by man having been eliminated once and for all, the Grand National Assembly of the Socialist Republic of Romania passes the present law:
Article 1
In their relations at their place of work or employment, in their contacts with economic and socio-cultural units, with administrative and other state bodies and with mass and civic organizations, the citizens of the Socialist Republic of Romania will use the [masculine or feminine] term "comrade." The term "citizen" [masculine or feminine] can also be used as a form of address.
Article 2
To express the relationship between a socialist unit and the members of the working collective of the respective unit, or to designate the working collective of a unit, the term "working people" or "working personnel" will be used, and not "employees" or "wage-earners," regardless of the area or nature of work, or of the post or function occupied.
​Article 3
The trade union, youth and women's organizations, and all other mass and civic organizations shall carry out intensive political-educational activities among all the fatherland's citizens to insure observance of the law.
The state bodies, educational and social-cultural institutions and all the socialist units are obligated to take measures to apply the provisions of this law to the letter.
END
# United States v. Mara/Separate Brennan

* Court Documents
* Case Syllabus
* Opinion of the Court
* Dissenting Opinions Douglas Marshall
* Separate Opinion Brennan
[p22] MR. JUSTICE BRENNAN, concurring in part and dissenting in part in No. 71-229, ante, p. 1, and dissenting in No. 71-850.
I agree, for the reasons stated by the Court, that respondent Dionisio's Fifth Amendment claims are without merit. I dissent, however, from the Court's rejection [p23] of the Fourth Amendment claims of Dionisio and Mara as also without merit. I agree that no unreasonable seizure in violation of the Fourth Amendment is effected by a grand jury subpoena limited to requiring the appearance of a suspect to testify. But insofar as the subpoena requires a suspect's appearance in order to obtain voice or handwriting exemplars from him, I conclude, substantially in agreement with Part II of my Brother MARSHALL's dissent, that the reasonableness under the Fourth Amendment of such a seizure cannot simply be presumed. I would therefore affirm the judgments of the Court of Appeals reversing the contempt convictions and remand with directions to the District Court to afford the Government the opportunity to prove reasonableness under the standard fashioned by the Court of Appeals.
# The United Amateur/July 1917/Ode For July Fourth, 1917

The United Amateur
Official Organ of the United Amateur Press Association
Ode For July Fourth, 1917
As Columbia’s brave scions, in anger array’d, Once defy’d a proud monarch and built a new nation; ’Gainst their brothers of Britain unsheath’d the sharp blade That hath ne’er met defeat nor endur’d desecration; So must we in this hour Show our valour and pow’r. And dispel the black perils that over us low’r: Whilst the sons of Britannia, no longer our foes, Will rejoice in our triumphs and strengthen our blows!
See the banners of Liberty float in the breeze That plays light o’er the regions our fathers defended; Hoar the voice of the million resound o’er the leas, As the deeds of the past are proclaim’d and commended; And in splendour on high Where our flags proudly fly, See the folds we tore down flung again to the sky: For the Emblem of England, in kinship unfurl’d, Shall divide with Old Glory the praise of the world!
Bury’d now are the hatreds of subject and King, And the strife that once sunder’d an Empire hath vanish’d. With the fame of the Saxon the heavens shall ring As the vultures of darkness are baffled and banish’d: And the broad British sea, Of her enemies free, Shall in tribute bow gladly, Columbia, to thee: For the friends of the Hight, in the field side by side, Form a fabric of Freedom no hand can divide!
H. P. Lovecraft.
# The United Amateur/July 1917/News Notes

News Notes
Maurice W. Moe, Chief of our Department of Private Criticism, is trying a novel experiment this summer for the sake of his health. He has undertaken a labourer’s work on one of the new buildings of Lawrence College, lifting planks, shovelling mud, and wheeling bags of cement like a seasoned workingman. While painful at first, the regimen is proving actually beneficial, and Mr. Moe is proud of the physical prowess he is beginning to exhibit. One of our amateur poetasters recently perpetrated the following four lines on the unusual occurrence of a learned instructor working manually upon a college building:
To M. W. M.
Behold the labourer, who builds the walls That soon shall shine as Learning’s sacred halls; A man so apt at ev’ry art and trade, He well might govern what his hands have made!
# The United Amateur/June 1918/Astrophobos

Astrophobos
Ward Phillips
In the midnight heavens burning Through ethereal deeps afar, Once I watch’d with restless yearning An alluring, aureate star; Ev’ry eve aloft returning, Gleaming nigh the Arctic car.
Mystic waves of beauty blended With the gorgeous golden rays; Phantasies of bliss descended In a myrrh’d Elysian haze; And in lyre-born chords extended Harmonies of Lydian lays.
There (thought I) lie scones of pleasure, Where the free and blessed dwell, And each moment bears a treasure, Freighted with the lotus-spell, And there floats a liquid measure From the lute of Israfel.
There (I told myself) were shining Worlds of happiness unknown, Peace and Innocence entwining By the Crowned Virtue’s throne; Men of light, their thoughts refining Purer, fairer, than our own.
Thus I mus’d, when o’er the vision Crept a red delirious change; Hope dissolving to derision, Beauty to distortion strange; Hymnic chords in weird collision, Spectral sights in endless range.
Crimson burn’d the star of sadness As behind the beams I peer’d; All was woe that seem’d but gladness Ere my gaze with truth was sear’d; Cacodaemons, mir’d with madness, Through the fever’d flick’ring leer’d.
Now I know the fiendish fable That the golden glitter bore; Now I shun the spangled sable That I watch’d and lov’d before; But the horror, set and stable, Haunts my soul forevermore.
# The United Amateur/March 1919/A Note on Howard P. Lovecraft's Verse

A Note on Howard P. Lovecraft’s Verse
Rheinhart Kleiner
Comment occasioned by the verse of Mr. Howard P. Lovecraft, who is a more or less frequent contributor to the amateur press, has not consisted of unmixed praise.
Certain critics have regarded his efforts as too obviously imitative of a style that has long been discredited. Others have accepted his work with admiration and have even gone so far as to imitate the couplets which he produces with such apparent ease.
Between these two opinions there is a critical neutral ground, the holders of which realise how large an element of conscious parody enters into many of Mr. Lovecraft’s longer and more serious productions, and who are capable of appreciating the cleverness and literary charm of these pastoral echoes without being dominated by them to the extent of indiscriminate praise and second-hand imitation.
Those who would beguile Mr. Lovecraft from his chosen path are probably unaware of the attitude which he consistently maintains toward hostile criticism. Mr. Lovecraft contends that it gives him pleasure to write as the Augustans did, and that those who do not relish his excursions into classic fields need not follow him. He tries to conciliate no one, and is content to be his own sole reader! What critic, with these facts before him, will think it worthwhile to break a lance with the poet?
But even Mr. Lovecraft is willing to be original, at times. He has written verse of a distinctly modern atmosphere, and where his imagery is not too obtrusively artificial—acording to the modern idea—many of his quatrains possess genuine poetic value.
Many who cannot read his longer and more ambitious productions find Mr. Lovecraft’s light or humorous verse decidedly refreshing. As a satirist along familiar lines, particularly those laid down by Butler, Swift and Pope, he is most himself—paradoxical though it seems. In reading his satires one cannot help but feel the zest with which the author has composed them. They are admirable for the way in which they reveal the depth and intensity of Mr. Lovecraft’s convictions, while the wit, irony, sarcasm and humour to be found in them serve as an indication of his powers as a controversialist. The almost relentless ferocity of his satires is constantly relieved by an attendant broad humour which has the merit of causing the reader to chuckle more than once in the perusal of some attack levelled against the particular person or policy which may have incurred Mr. Lovecraft’s displeasure.
# All Quiet on the Western Front

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ALL QUIET ON THE
WESTERN FRONT
ERICH MARIA REMARQUE
ALL QUIET ON THE WESTERN FRONT
Translated from the German by A. W. WHEEN
BOSTON LITTLE, BROWN, AND COMPANY 1929
Im Westen Nichts Neues first published in Germany January, 1929
Copyright, 1929, By Little, Brown, and Company
All rights reserved
Published June, 1929
First Printing
Printed in the United States of America
This book is to be neither an accusation nor a confession, and least of all an adven­ture, for death is not an adventure to those who stand face to face with it. It will try simply to tell of a generation of men who, even though they may have escaped its shells, were destroyed by the war.
ALL QUIET ON THE WESTERN FRONT
* Chapter I
* Chapter II
* Chapter III
* Chapter IV
* Chapter V
* Chapter VI
* Chapter VII
* Chapter VIII
* Chapter IX
* Chapter X
* Chapter XI
* Chapter XII
This work is a translation and has a separate copyright status to the applicable copyright protections of the original content.
# The White Ship (Lovecraft)

* “The White Ship,” in the November 1919 issue of The United Amateur
* “The White Ship,” in the March 1927 issue (vol. 9, no. 3) of Weird Tales
# The United Amateur/November 1919/To Mistress Sophia Simple, Queen of the Cinema

This poem was written in response to the poem “To a Movie Star,” written by fellow amateur poet Rheinhart Kleiner under the name of Randolph St. John.
To Mistress Sophia Simple, Queen of the Cinema
(With humblest apologies to Randolph St. John, Gent.)
L. Theobald, Jun.
Before our sight your mobile face Depicts your joys or woes distracting; We marvel at your winsome grace— And wish you’d learn the art of acting!
Your eyes, we vow, surpass the stars; Your mouth is like the bow of Cupid; Your rose-ting’d cheeks no wrinkle mars— Yet why are you so sweetly stupid?
The hore views you with delight, To win your hand forever working; We pity him—the witless wight— To fall a victim to your smirking!
And yet, why should we wail in rhyme Because so crudely you dissemble? We can’t expect for one small dime, To see a Woffington or Kemble!
# The United Amateur/November 1921

The United Amateur
Official Organ of the United Amateur Press Association
Issued bi-monthly by the United Amateur Press Association.
Subscription Price, 50 cents per year.
Published at Elroy, Wisconsin.
Entered as second-class mail matter at the postoffice at Elroy, Wis.
Members who criticised the present editor for severity during his chairmanship of the critical department are invited to take a vicarious revenge this month, observing the uncensored remarks of the present juvenile chairman concerning our pathetic ignorance. Of us Master Galpin says: “when the author approaches involved or technical subjects, he shows clearly the unfortunate circumstance that he haw never profited by an advanced education.” This certainly should purge us of all suspicion of conducting The United Amateur on too Olympian a level, although the critic qualifies his dictum by conceding that we realise our own crudity and are striving in our old age to acquire at least the rudiments of an elementary education. In the course of a few years we hope to guarantee our readers an official organ practically free from the grosser errors of spelling and grammar: meanwhile, vivat Galpinius parvulus!
# The United Amateur/May 1922/At the Home of Poe

At the Home of Poe A Poem in Prose To H. P. Lovecraft Frank Belknap Long, Jr.
The home of Poe! It is like a fairy dwelling, a gnomic palace built of the aether of dreams. It is tiny and delicate and lovely, and replete with memories of sere leaves in November and of lilies in April. It is a castle of vanished hopes, of dimly-remembered dreams, of sad memories older than the deluge. The dead years circle slowly and solemnly around its low white walls, and clothe it in a mystic veil of unseen tears. And many marvellous stories could this quaint little old house tell, many weird and cryptic stories of him of the Raven hair, and high, pallid brow, and sad, sweet free, and melancholy mien; and of the beloved Virginia, that sweet child of a thousand magic visions, child of the lonesome, pale-gray latter years, child of the soft and happy South. And how the dreamer of the spheres must have loved this strange little house. Every night the hollow boards of its porch must have echoed to his footfall, and every morn the great rising sun must have sent its rays through the little window, and bathed the lovely tresses of the dream-child in mystical yellow. And perhaps there was lighter within the walls of that house laughter and merriment and singing. But we know that the Evil One came at last, the grim humourless Spectre who loves not beauty, and is not of this world. And we know that the house of youth and of love became a house of death, and that memories bitter as the tears of a beautiful woman assailed the dreamer within. And at last he himself left that house of mourning and sought solace among the stars. But the house remains a vision out of a magical book; a thing seen darkly as in a looking-glass; but lovely beyond the dreams of mortals, and ineffably sad.
# The United Amateur/May 1924/Bacchanale

The United Amateur
Official Organ of the United Amateur Press Association
Bacchanale
By Samuel Loveman
To H. P. L.
A flagon is red for the vintage-guest, The grapes are crush’d to the brim; The young lord loosens his loric vest, Violets bound to his brow and breast— And the revel is all for him, The revel is all for him.
There, when the orchards fire and smoulder, Agave dances around; Arm to white arm and shoulder to shoulder, Naked Pentheus leaps to enfold her— But the Maenads make no sound, The Maenads make no sound.
In Mysia, a low wind shakes and sighs, An oarsman calls to his crew; There is a cry the dead man cries, Once, eve the darkness fills his eyes— With a knife that his mother drew, A knife that his mother drew.
# The United Amateur

The United Amateur was the official publishing organ of the United Amateur Press Association of America. H. P. Lovecraft, a member of the U. A. P. A. from an early age, contributed many items to its columns in the 1910s and 1920s, and was official editor for two years in the early 1920s. The below listing originates in the 1976 Necronomicon Press publication H. P. Lovecraft: Writings in The United Amateur, 1915–1925. See also Portal:Writings in the United Amateur.
* January 1915
** Department of Public Criticism
* March 1915
** Department of Public Criticism
** March
* May 1915
** Department Of Public Criticism
* September 1915
** Department of Public Criticism
** Little Journeys to the Homes of Prominent Amateurs
** United Amateur Press Association: Exponent of Amateur Journalism
* February 1916
** The Teuton’s Battle-Song
* April 1916
** Department Of Public Criticism
* June 1916
** Department Of Public Criticism
** Content
* August 1916
** Department Of Public Criticism
* September 1916
** Department Of Public Criticism
* November 1916
** The Alchemist
* March 1917
** Department Of Public Criticism
* May 1917
** Department of Public Criticism
* July 1917
** Ode For July Fourth, 1917
** Department of Public Criticism
** News Notes
* November 1917
** A Reminiscence of Dr. Samuel Johnson
** Department of Public Criticism
** President’s Message
* January 1918
** President’s Message
* March 1918
** President’s Message
* May 1918
** Sunset
** Department of Public Criticism
** President’s Message
* June 1918
** Astrophobos
* July 1918
** At the Root
** President’s Message
* November 1918
** The Literature of Rome
** To Alan Seeger
* January 1919
** Theodore Roosevelt
* March 1919
** A Note on Howard P. Lovecraft’s Verse
** Department of Public Criticism
* May 1919
** Helene Hoffman Cole—Litterateur
* July 1919
** Americanism
* November 1919
** The White Ship
** To Mistress Sophia Simple, Queen of the Cinema
* January 1920
** Literary Composition
* May 1920
** For What Does the United Stand?
* September 1920
** Poetry and the Gods
* November 1920
** Nyarlathotep
** Editorial
** Official Organ Fund
* January 1921
** Official Organ Fund
* March 1921
** Winifred Virginia Jackson: A “Different” Poetess
** Ex Oblivione
** Official Organ Fund
* September 1921
** Editorial
* November 1921
** Official Organ Fund
* January 1922
** Editorial
* March 1922
** Official Organ Fund
* May 1922
** Official Organ Fund
** At the Home of Poe
* May 1924
** Bacchanale
** The Work of Frank Belknap Long, Jr.
* July 1925
** Editorial
# Bing

Bing The Story of a Small Dog's Love
By Clarence Hawkes
Illustrated by Griswold Tyng
Boston Lothrop, Lee & Shepard Co.
Copyright, 1929, By Lothrop, Lee & Shepard Co.
All Rights Reserved
Bing
Printed in U. S. A.
Dedicated to the Officers and Members of the Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals, as a slight recognition of the great work they are doing for the disappearance of cruelty to our Dumb Animals. Their work uplifts both man and beast, for no heart can be really true to humanity that is not considerate towards animals.
What better slogan for kindness to all God's Creatures could we have than this stanza by Coleridge, from the "Rime of the Ancient Mariner":
Contents
Illustrations
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# Once a Week (magazine)/Series 1/Volume 6/Abolition of slavery in the District of Columbia

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# An Appeal in Favor of that Class of Americans Called Africans

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When the grim lion urged his cruel chase, When the stern panther sought his midnight prey, What fate reserved me for this Christian race? O race more polished, more severe than they!
Shenstone
AN
APPEAL
IN FAVOR OF THAT CLASS
OF
AMERICANS CALLED AFRICANS.
By MRS. CHILD,
AUTHOR OF THE MOTHER'S BOOK, THE GIRL'S OWN BOOK, THE FRUGAL HOUSEWIFE, ETC.
"We have offended, Oh! my countrymen! We have offended very grievously, And been most tyrannous. From east to west A groan of accusation pierces Heaven! The wretched plead against us; multitudes, Countless and vehement, the sons of God, Our brethren!
Coleridge.
BOSTON:
ALLEN AND TICKNOR.
1833.
Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1833,
By Allen and Ticknor,
In the Clerk's Office of the District Court of Massachusetts.
Tuttle & Weeks, Printers, No. 8, School Street.
TO
THE REV. S. J. MAY,
OF BROOKLYN, CONNECTICUT,
This Volume
IS
MOST RESPECTFULLY INSCRIBED,
AS A MARK OF GRATITUDE,
FOR HIS EARNEST AND DISINTERESTED EFFORTS
IN
AN UNPOPULAR BUT MOST RIGHTEOUS CAUSE.
PREFACE.
Reader, I beseech you not to throw down this volume as soon as you have glanced at the title. Read it, if your prejudices will allow, for the very truth's sake:—If I have the most trifling claims upon your good will, for an hour's amusement to yourself, or benefit to your children, read it for my sake:—Read it, if it be merely to find fresh occasion to sneer at the vulgarity of the cause:—Read it, from sheer curiosity to see what a woman (who had much better attend to her household concerns) will say upon such a subject:—Read it, on any terms, and my purpose will be gained.
The subject I have chosen admits of no encomiums on my country; but as I generally make it an object to supply what is most needed, this circumstance is unimportant; the market is so glutted with flattery, that a little truth may be acceptable, were it only for its rarity.
I am fully aware of the unpopularity of the task I have undertaken; but though I expect ridicule and censure, I cannot fear them.
A few years hence, the opinion of the world will be a matter in which I have not even the most transient interest; but this book will be abroad on its mission of humanity, long after the hand that wrote it is mingling with the dust.
Should it be the means of advancing, even one single hour, the inevitable progress of truth and justice, I would not exchange the consciousness for all Rothchild's wealth, or Sir Walter's fame.
This work was published before January 1, 1930, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.
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