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# Poems of Sentiment and Imagination/Birthday of Autumn

BIRTHDAY OF AUTUMN.
Early awake this morn! my spirit shook Drowsiness from its plumes before the birds; And up beside my window with a book, I strive to find a magic in the words. But thought claims precedence; and with my eye Playing to lore the truant, I look on Village and field, and river, wood and sky Just bright'ning with the first September sun.
Autumn has come again, the autumn-time Ever so glorious in our lovely land; And where is there a lovelier? What clime Yields such a wealth of blessings to your hand? But what I love in the autumnal days Is their delicious dreaminess, that fills The spirit with a mellow, golden haze Like that throughout the atmosphere; one thrills,
If a leaf flutter on the wayside trees, Or insect sudden wind its tiny horn, Or if springs up anon the fitful breeze, Scattering the leaves its idle force had torn. There is a conscious bliss in every thing; The very shadows deeper, cooler seem, Making us wish that we aside could fling Life's waking cares, and lay us down and dream.
The sun's rays grown less vertical, have now The soft gold that the painters imitate; And tones come whispered from each waving bough, Sweeter than all that genius can create: ​The low, wild, shivering music of the leaves, That move like ripples on a silver sea, Sinking and swelling ever, as it heaves Soft wavering sighs of pensive melody.
When, too, the yellow-garbed October comes, With breezy days, and grand, wild, moonlight nights; When louder every busy insect hums The requiem of its day so short and bright; And when men love the sunshine, not the shade, Sitting at noon beneath the leafless vine, That in the summer dewy coolness made, And bore the flowers that Beauty loved to twine.
Even the chill November throws sometimes Aside her cloudy mantle, and looks out With a warm azure sky, tempting the chimes Of lingering birds and childhood's merry shout. But must we close the window; we can lie Snug in our easy chairs, and read or dream, Musing how oft the seasons hurry by, Leaving us ever farther down life's stream.
O if the autumn of our life came on Prepared for winter like the fading year, With plenty stored, and summer labor done, There would be little in old age to fear. Youth's feverish pulses would have grown more cold, Its dark locks braided with some threads of gray; But the wise heart, like wine that has grown old, Gains without losing by the long delay.
# Peyton v. Railway Express Agency

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United States Supreme Court
316 U.S. 350
Peyton v. Railway Express Agency
Argued: May 1, 1942. --- Decided: May 25, 1942
Mr. Robert L. Peyton pro se.
Mr. Harry S. Marx and Mr. Charles C. Evans, both of New York City, for respondents.
PER CURIAM.

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# Peyroux v. Howard

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United States Supreme Court
32 U.S. 324
Peyroux v. Howard

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# Peyton v. Robertson/Opinion of the Court

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This is a writ of error to a judgment in the Circuit Court of the United States for the county of Washington, in the District of Columbia, rendered for the sum of 591 dollars. The writ was dismissed in the early part of the term, for want of jurisdiction, the judgment being for less than 1000 dollars. The plaintiff in error now moves to reinstate the cause, alleging that the damages laid in the declaration, not the amount of the judgment, is the matter in controversy between the parties.
The property of the plaintiff in error had been seized for rent, upon which she sued out a writ of replevin, and laid her damages in the declaration at 1000 dollars. The defendant in error acknowledged the taking charged in the declaration, and justified it as a distress for the sum of 591 dollars, due for rent in arrear. The judgment of the Court was in favour of the avowant, for the amount of the rent claimed.
The plaintiff in error contends, that her suit was not merely for restitution of the property taken, but also for damages, and that, in such a case, the value of the matter in dispute is the sum laid in the declaration.
Her counsel relied on the case of Hulscamp v. Teel, (2 Dallas, 358.) and on Cook v. Woodrow, (5 Cranch, 13.) to show that, in actions sounding in damages, the sum laid in the declaration is the standard of value. The case in Dallas, was an action of trespass, and that in Cranch, an action of trover. We think this case stands on different principles from either of those. In a writ of replevin, the real matter in controversy is the sum claimed as rent, or the property replevied. If the replevin be, as in this case, of property distrained for rent, the amount for which avowry is made is the real matter in dispute. The damages are merely nominal. If the writ be issued as a means of trying the title to property, it is in the nature of detinue, and the value of the article replevied is the matter in dispute. In this case, the judgment against the plaintiff in error being for less than 1000 dollars, this Court has no jurisdiction, and the motion to replace the cause on the docket must be overruled.
Motion denied.

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# Peyton v. Robertson

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United States Supreme Court
22 U.S. 527
Peyton v. Robertson
March 17th.
Mr. Chief Justice MARSHALL delivered the opinion of the Court.

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# Popular Science Monthly/Volume 2/December 1872/Introduction to the Great Problem

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* INTRODUCTION TO "THE GREAT PROBLEM."
By HOWARD CROSBY, D. D., LL. D.,
CHANCELLOR OF THE UNIVERSITY OF NEW YORK.
THE royal Psalmist said, "The heavens declare the glory of God, and the firmament showeth his handy work." The modern Huxleys respond: "The heavens declare nothing at all, and the firmament is ultimately but eternal protoplasm." In this happy and hopeful response the materialists are as much traitors to science as enemies to religion. They ignore all the facts of mind. This whole department of cognitions is neglected in arranging their premises. The very first canon of science is thus violated, which demands that all facts be collated as data. Then, a second fallacy of which they are guilty is, leaving scientific proof and leaping, by the imagination, to the conclusion that life is merely matter. They find an ultimate matter (only ultimate, however, owing to the limited power of the microscope), and straightway say, "This is life" although it is known to exist without life, and has not a single characteristic of life in it. By such unscientific methods these scientific men, whose names are now so famous, have imposed upon the unlearned and credulous, and made men lose their faith in the eternal truths of God. Darwinism is another form of the same infidelity, working its evil by the same unscientific methods. Darwin leaps to his conclusions against every axiom of science, and Darwinism is, instead of science, mere theory. Science and Religion are at one. They both come from God and lead to God. "The heavens declare the glory of God," and "the statutes of the Lord are right, rejoicing the heart," are accordant strings of the same harp.
We need sensible and learned men to come forward and show the ​world what fools these pseudo-scientists are, and thus break the spell, which is as groundless as the Cock-lane Ghost, but which holds so many all-agape at their fantastic tricks.
Mr. Leifchild's book is popular, and yet sound and thoughtful. Its style is terse and clear. He represents the materialists and pantheists (the extremes are one) with fairness, and exposes the core of their absurdities, showing the higher ministry of Nature in declaring the glory of God, vindicating the equal authority of our intuitions and our senses, and the separateness, yet intimate connection, of mind and matter. It is a book that should find its way to every parlor, where the materialistic poison has been scattered, to straighten and strengthen the weak knees, and give color to the pallid cheek, letting the light upon the frightful spectre, and showing it to be but a man of straw. It is high time that this buffoonery in the name of science were played out. Scientific and religious men must join to put out the intruder, with a brand upon his back. To hold serious talk with him is only to set him up in his assumption. Mr. Leifchild's book exposes him to the world, pulls off the lion's skin, and turns the public fear into laughter. Let the voice of Truth be heard through a thousand such books, and the cant of materialism shrink into silence.
# Popular Science Monthly/Volume 21/July 1882/Correspondence

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VIBRATION OF ROCKS.
Messrs. Editors.
REFERRING to Dr. Garretson's communication in the February number of "The Popular Science Monthly," relating to rock-vibration in the Patapsco Valley, I would state that a like phenomenon has often been manifested at Cuyahoga Falls, Ohio, and has been the subject of much curious speculation on the part of the inhabitants of that village. It has been supposed that the vibrations were caused by the water flowing over the river-dams, but the mystery has been, why the effect should be produced at such great and irregular intervals. Sometimes the vibrations do not occur with noticeable force within intervals of less than one or more years, and yet the quantity of water flowing over the dam increases and diminishes almost continually within its maximum and minimum limits. When the rock-vibrations occur they produce an intermittent rattling of loose window-sashes and jarring of buildings. The Cuyahoga River, which runs through the village, is about fifty or sixty feet wide at the first dam. The height of the dam maybe twelve feet. The back water extends about two miles, the banks being sloping and of moderate height. Below the first dam the river runs through a rapidly descending rocky gorge, there being four or five dams within a distance of about half a mile.
* W. F. H.
* Cuyahoga Falls, Ohio, February 19, 1882.
DEFINITIONS OF MATTER AND FORCE.
Messrs. Editors.
I write to ask whether the following definitions, distinguishing the three states of matter, have ever been given to the public. I have not found them in any text-book. Also, whether the test given herewith, distinguishing the two kinds of forces, has ever been formally stated in any scientific work. If not, I think it would be well that they should both appear in "The Popular Science Monthly." I submit them to your consideration: Definitions distinguishing the three states of matter.—A solid is matter whose cohesion is greater than gravity upon its particles. A liquid is matter whose gravity is greater than the cohesion of its particles. A gas is matter, the repellent force (or heat) of whose particles is greater than gravity and cohesion combined. Test distinguishing the two kinds of force.—All forces are divided into two kinds, attractive forces and motive forces, or attractions and motions, and may thus be distinguished: All motive forces can be insulated; no attractive force can be insulated. Had this test been understood in the days of Newton, it might have saved the scientific world immense experimental labor.
* Respectfully,
* E. H. Randle.
* Ripley, Tennessee, May 2, 1882.
# Poems (Carmichael)

POEMS
BY
SARAH E. CARMICHAEL
A BRIEF SELECTION, PUBLISHED BY PERMISSION OF THE
AUTHORESS, FOR PRIVATE CIRCULATION.
SAN FRANCISCO:
TOWNE AND BACON, PUBLISHERS
1866.
Excelsior Press—Towne & Bacon.
TABLE OF CONTENTS.
This work was published before January 1, 1929, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.
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# Poems (Carmichael)/Introductory

INTRODUCTORY.
The selection of verses to which this introduces the reader is published with the consent—somewhat reluctantly given—of the authoress, by a devoted circle of her friends and admirers, who design thus to preserve an early memento of her talents and genius as a writer; and by its circulation among kindred spirits, who as yet are strangers to her muse, secure for her poems a more extended acquaintance and recognition.
It will hardly be deemed a matter of local prejudice merely, that this friendly alliance dotes upon the fact that so gifted a child of song has been vouchsafed to the remote and obscure region of country known as the Valley of Great Salt Lake. It is indeed regarded by them as worthy of more than ordinary note, that, in such a secluded spot shut out from the world at large by the frowning barriers of the Rocky Mountains; without the advantages of books and intellectual training; without the soul-expanding influences of a cultivated and liberal public sentiment; away from the softer elements of natural beauty, and having nothing but her own heart to commune with her songs have taken so wide and glorious a flight; ever loyal to truth and humanity, ever sweet and melodious as the voice of nature.
​That the authoress does not share in the high appreciation of her efforts entertained by others, is evinced by the following fragment from an apologetic poem, recently published.
To this, the liberty is taken of replying in the cheering language of an intimate and sympathetic female friend.
Great Salt Lake City, June 1st, 1866.
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On the Same.
SO well Corinna likes the Joy, She vows she'll never more be coy, She drinks eternal Draughts of Pleasure:
Eternal Draughts will not suffice, Ah give me, give me more, she cries, 'Tis all too little Measure. Thus wisely she makes up for Time Mis-spent, while Youth was in its Prime: So Travellers who waste the Day Careful and cautious of their Way, Noting at length the setting Sun, They mend their Pace at Night comes on, Double their Speed to reach their Inn, And whip and spur thro' thick and thin.
# Poems upon Several Occasions/46

WHEN will the Gods, propitious to our Pray'rs, Compose our Factions, and conclude our Wars! Ye Sons of Inachus, repent the Guilt Of Crowns usurp'd, and Blood of Parents spilt, For impious Greatness Vengeance is in Store, Short is the Date of all ill-gotten Pow'r. Give Ear, ambitious Princes, and be wise, Listen and learn wherein true Greatness lyes: Place not your Pride in Roofs that shine with Gems, In Purple Robes, not sparkling Diadems, Nor in Dominion, nor Extent of Land: He's only Great, who can himself command, Whose Guard is peaceful Innocence, whose Guide Is faithful Reason, who is void of Pride, Checking Ambition, nor is idly rain Of the false Incense of a Popular Train: Who without Strife, or Envy, can behold His Neighbour's Plenty, and his Heaps of Gold, Nor covets other Wealth but what we find In the Possessions of a virtuous Mind.
Fearless he sees, who is with Virtue crown'd, The Tempest rage, and hears the Thunder sound, Ever the same, let Fortune smile or frown, Whether upon the Scaffold, or the Throne; Serenely as he liv'd, resigns his Breath, Meets Destiny half way, nor shrinks at Death. Ye Sovereign Lords, who sit like Gods in State, Awing the World, and bustling to be great, Lords but in Title, Vassals in Effect, Whom Lust controuls, and wild Desires direct, The Reins of Empire but such Hands disgrace, Where Passion, a blind Driver, guides the Race. What is this Fame, thus crowded round with Slaves? The Breath of Fools, the Bait of flatt'ring Knaves. An honest Heart, a Conscience free from Blame, Not of great Acts, but good, give me the Name. In vain we plant, we build, our Stores encrease, If Conscience roots up all our inward Peace. What need of Arms, or Instruments of War, Or battering Engines, that destroy from far? The greatest King and Conqueror is he Who Lord of his own Appetites can be, Blest with a Power that nothing can destroy, And all have equal Freedom to enjoy. Whom worldly Luxury and Pomps allure, They tread on Ice, and find no Footing sure. Place me, ye Pow'rs! in some obscure Retreat, O keep me Innocent, make others Great;
In quiet Shades, content with rural Sports, Give me a Life, remote from guilty Courts, Where free from Hopes, or Fears, in humble Ease Unheard of I may live and die in Peace. Happy the Man who thus retir'd from Sight, Studies himself, and seeks no other Light; But most unhappy he, who sits on high, Expos'd to ev'ry Tongue, and ev'ry Eye, Whose Follies, blaz'd about, to all are known,$\scriptstyle {\left.{\begin{matrix}\ \\\\\ \ \end{matrix}}\right\}\,$ And are a Secret to himself alone: Worse is an evil Fame, much worse than none.
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CHLOE.
CHLOE's the Wonder of her Sex, 'Tis well her Heart is tender; How might such killing Eyes perplex, With Virtue to defend her!
But Nature, graciously inclin'd, Not bent to vex but please us, Has to her boundless Beauty join'd A boundless Will to ease us.
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On the same.
BRIGHT as the Day, and like the Morning fair, Such Chloë is——and common as the —— Air.
# Poems upon Several Occasions/49

On the same.
OF injur'd Fame, and mighty Wrongs receiv'd, Chloë complains, and wondrously's aggriev'd: That, free, and lavish of a beauteous Face, The fairest and the foulest of her Race, She's mine, or thine, and strolling up and down, Sucks in more Filth than any Sink in Town, I not deny, This, I have said 'tis true; What Wrong! To give so bright a Nymph her due!
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To the King.
HEROES of old, by Rapine and by Spoil, In search of Fame, did all the World embroil. Thus sprang from Jove, and That from Titan came. With equal Valour, and the same Success, Dread King, might’st thou the Universe oppress. But Christian Laws constrain thy Martial Pride, Peace is thy Choice, and Piety thy Guide; By thy Example, Kings are taught to sway, Heroes to fight, and Saints may learn to pray.
The Grecian Leaders were but half Divine; Nestor in Council, Ulysses shine: But in the Day of Combat, all wou’d yield To the fierce Master of the sev’n-fold Shield. Their very Deities were grac’d no more, Mars had all the Courage, Jove the Thunder bore: But all Perfections meet in James alone, And Britain's King is all the Gods in one.
# Poems upon Several Occasions/43

DEATH.
I.
Of airy Pomps, and fleeting Joys, What does this busie World provide at best, But brittle Goods that break like Glass, But poison'd Sweets, a troubled Feast, And Pleasures like the Winds that in a Moment pass?
Thy Thoughts to nobler Meditations give, And study how to die, not how to live.
II.
And how short-liv’d those Glories are, That vex our Days and Nights with Pain, And break our Hearts with Care! In Dust we no Distinction see, Such Helen is, such Myra thou must be.
III.
And crowd a vainer Monarch for a Smile? What is that Monarch but a Mortal Man, His Crown a Pageant, and his Life a Span? With all his Guards, and his Dominions, he Must sicken too, and dies as well as we.
IV.
Are swallow’d, and become forgotten things: One destin’d Period Men in common have,$\scriptstyle {\left.{\begin{matrix}\ \\\\\ \\\ \ \end{matrix}}\right\}\,$ The Great, the Vile, the Coward, and the Brace, Are Food alike for Worms, Companions in the Grave. The Prince and Parasite together lye, No Fortune can exalt, but Death will climb as high.
# Poems upon Several Occasions/44

Sent the Author into the Country. Written by a Lady.
WHY Granville, is thy Life confin'd$\scriptstyle {\left.{\begin{matrix}\ \\\\\ \ \end{matrix}}\right\}\,$ To Shades? Thou, whom the Gods design'd In Publick, to do Credit to Mankind! Why sleeps the noble Ardor of thy Blood, Which from thy Ancestors so many Ages past, From Rollo down to Bevil flow'd, And then appear'd again at last In thee, when thy victorious Lance Bore the disputed Prize from all the Youth of France. In the first Tryals that are made for Fame, Those to whom Fate Success denies, If taking Counsel from their Shame, They modestly retreat, are wise: But why shou'd you? who still succeed In all you do, whether with graceful Art you lead The fiery Barb, or with as graceful Motion tread In shining Balls, where all agree To give the highest Praise and the first Place to thee. So lov'd and prais'd, whom all admire, Why, why shou'd you from Courts and Camps retire? If Myra is unkind, if it can be That any Nymph can be unkind to thee,
If pensive made by Love you thus retire, Awake your Muse, and string your Lyre; Your tender Song and your melodious Strain Can never be addrest in vain, She needs must love, and we shall have you back again.
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CORINNA.
COrinna in the Bloom of Youth Was coy to every Lover, Regardless of the tenderest Truth, No soft Complaint could move her.
Mankind was hers: All at her Feet Lay prostrate and adoring, The Witty, Handsome, Rich, and Great, In vain alike imploring.
But now grown old; she wou'd repair Her Loss of Time and Pleasure, With willing Eyes, and wanton Air, Inviting every Gazer.
But Love's a Summer Flow'r, that dies With the first Weather's changing; The Lover, like the Swallow, flies From Sun to Sun, still ranging.
Myra, let this Example move Your foolish Heart to Reason: Youth is the proper time for Love, And Age is Virtue's Season.