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# Order of the President of the People's Republic of China/11th term

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### No. 42

Intangible Cultural Heritage Law of the People's Republic of China, as adopted at the 19th Session of the Standing Committee of the 11th National People's Congress of the People's Republic of China on February 25, 2011, is hereby issued, and shall come into force on June 1, 2011.
Hu Jintao President of the People's Republic of China February 25, 2011

### No. 22

The Law of the People's Republic of China on the Protection of Offshore Islands, adopted at the 12th Meeting of the Standing Committee of the Eleventh National People's Congress on December 26, 2009, is hereby promulgated and shall go into effect as of March 1, 2010.
Hu Jintao President of the People's Republic of China December 26, 2009

### No. 19

The Law of the People's Republic of China on Diplomatic Personnel Stationed Abroad, adopted at the 11th Meeting of the Standing Committee of the Eleventh National People's Congress of the People's Republic of China on October 31, 2009, is hereby promulgated and shall go into effect as of January 1, 2010.
Hu Jintao President of the People's Republic of China October 31, 2009

### No. 17

The Law of the People's Republic of China on the People's Armed Police, adopted at the 10th Meeting of the Standing Committee of the Eleventh National People's Congress of the People's Republic of China on August 27, 2009, is hereby promulgated and shall go into effect as of the date of its promulgation.
Hu Jintao President of the People's Republic of China August 27, 2009

### No. 9

The Food Safety Law of the People's Republic of China, adopted at the 7th Meeting of the Standing Committee of the Eleventh National People's Congress of the People's Republic of China on February 28, 2009, is hereby promulgated and shall go into effect as of June 1, 2009.
Hu Jintao President of the People's Republic of China February 28, 2009

### No. 8

The Law of the People's Republic of China on Protecting Against and Mitigating Earthquake Disasters, amended and adopted at the 6th Meeting of the Standing Committee of the Eleventh National People's Congress of the People's Republic of China on December 27, 2008, is hereby promulgated and shall go into effect as of May 1, 2009.
Hu Jintao President of the People's Republic of China December 27, 2008

### No. 6

The Fire Protection Law of the People's Republic of China, revised and adopted at the 5th Meeting of the Standing Committee of the Eleventh National People's Congress of the People's Republic of China on October 28, 2008, is hereby promulgated and shall go into effect as of May 1, 2009.
Hu Jintao President of the People's Republic of China October 28, 2008
# Order of the President of the People's Republic of China/14th term

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### No. 32

In commemoration of the 75th anniversary of the founding of the People's Republic of China, for the purpose of honoring eminent individuals who have made outstanding contributions to the building and development of the New China and carrying forward the ethos of the nation and the times, and in accordance with the Decision of the Standing Committee of the Fourteenth National People's Congress at its 11th Meeting, the following individuals are awarded the national medals or national honorary titles:
1. Wang Yongzhi, Wang Zhenyi, Li Zhensheng, and Huang Zongde are awarded the Medal of the Republic.
2. Dilma Rousseff (Female, Brazil) is awarded the Friendship Medal.
3. Wang Xiaomo and Zhao Zhongxian are awarded the title of People's Scientist;
Bayika Kalidibek (Tajik Ethnicity) is awarded the title of People's Guard;
Tian Hua (Female) is awarded the title of People's Artist;
Xu Zhenchao is awarded the title of People's Craftsman;
Zhang Jinfan and Huang Danian are awarded the title of People's Educator;
Lu Shengmei (Female) is awarded the title of People's Health Worker;
Zhang Zhuoyuan is awarded the title of Outstanding Contributor to Economic Research; and
Zhang Xielin is awarded the title of Outstanding Contributor to Sports.
Xi Jinping President of the People's Republic of China September 13, 2024
# Order of St. Benedict of New Jersey v. Albert Steinhauser

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United States Supreme Court
234 U.S. 640
Order of St. Benedict of New Jersey v. Albert Steinhauser
Argued: March 11, 1914. --- Decided: June 22, 1914
Messrs. Morgan J. O'Brien, Frederick C. Gladden, Otto Kueffner, and Albert Schaller for petitioner.
Messrs. William H. Pitzer and William Hayward for respondent.
Mr. Justice Hughes delivered the opinion of the court:

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# Pacific Coast Steel Company v. McLaughlin

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United States Supreme Court
288 U.S. 426
Pacific Coast Steel Company v. McLaughlin
Argued: Feb. 15, 1933. --- Decided: March 13, 1933
Messrs. George H. Koster and Ralph W. Smith, both of Los Angeles, Cal., for petitioner.
Mr. G. A. Youngquist, Asst. Atty. Gen., for respondent.
Mr. Justice BRANDEIS delivered the opinion of the Court.

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# Pacific Coast Steamship Company v. United States/Opinion of the Court

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United States Supreme Court
187 U.S. 454
Pacific Coast Steamship Company v. United States
Argued: December 8, 1902. ---
These three cases are substantially similar to the one just decided, and for the reasons stated in the opinion therein the orders of the District Court in each are affirmed.
The CHIEF JUSTICE took no part in the decision of these cases.

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# Pacific Company v. Johnson

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United States Supreme Court
285 U.S. 480
Pacific Company v. Johnson
Argued: March 17, 1932. --- Decided: April 11, 1932
[Syllabus from pages 481-483 intentionally omitted]
Messrs. Stuart Chevalier, of Washington, D. C., Joseph D. Peeler, of Los Angeles, Cal., and Donald V. Hunter, of Washington, D. C., for appellant.
[Arguments of Counsel from pages 481-484 intentionally omitted]
Messrs. U.S. Webb and H. H. Linney, both of San Francisco, Cal. (Frank L. Guerena, of San Francisco, of counsel), for appellee.
[Argument of Counsel from pages 484-487 intentionally omitted]
Mr. Justice STONE delivered the opinion of the Court.

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# Pacific Coast Steamship Company v. Bancroft-Whitney Company/Opinion of the Court

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United States Supreme Court
175 U.S. 724
Pacific Coast Steamship Company v. Bancroft-Whitney Company

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# Pacific Coast Steamship Company v. Bancroft-Whitney Company

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United States Supreme Court
175 U.S. 724
Pacific Coast Steamship Company v. Bancroft-Whitney Company

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# Pacific Coast Law Journal

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# Pacific Coast Steamship Company v. United States

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United States Supreme Court
187 U.S. 454
Pacific Coast Steamship Company v. United States
Argued: December 8, 1902. ---
Messrs. S. M. Stockslager, George C. Heard, John R. Winn, and John G. Heid for appellant.
Solicitor General Richards and Assistant Attorney General Beck for the United States.
Mr. Justice Brewer delivered the opinion of the court:

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# Once a Week (magazine)/Series 1/Volume 7/The caterpillar

THE CATERPILLAR.
Draw thy tender rings behind thee, overtop that spear of grass, Slowly browse across the leaf here, slowly browse and slowly pass. O, what thrilling loves await thee! O, what wealth of purple wings! Yea, the air shall be thy kingdom! thou shalt sip celestial springs! Blind as th’ first of all thy race was to thy fate, thou wendest on: I can fuse thy past, thy present, and thy future into one! Yea, my kinship to th’ Eternal thou revealest in my thought, And the days of time are swallowed in the day where time is not. I, a prophet, gaze upon thee, deep self-awe is in my heart, I can look from what thou shalt be back to what this eve thou art. Is there One, from heights of wisdom, looking down this eve on me, Turning at this moment to me from the being I shall be?
Walter Alfred Hills.
# Once a Week (magazine)/Series 1/Volume 7/The death of King Warwolf

THE DEATH OF KING WARWOLF. A NORSE LEGEND.
BY WALTER THORNBURY.
The great King Warwolf waxing old,
And feeling that death was nigh at hand,
Resolved to die as a hero should— Not pent in a bed, and then hid in the sand;
So he clad him brave in his golden mail,
And took his axe and his massiest shield,
And his spear, and his bow, and his two-edged sword—
That no one else but himself could wield.
And he bade them drag his galley forth,
And load it with trunks of the driest pine,
And store it with oak-butts knotty and ringed,
And pile it with fir-cones line on line.
So they set the gold-cloth sails all fair,
And they tied the well-worn helm due north,
And they bore him down on their brazen shields
To the barque that was destined to bear him forth.
Sitting erect on his fir-tree throne,
In his royal robe and glittering crown,
As the fateful galley bore away
Slowly out of sight of the town,
Singing to Odin hymns of praise,
Cheerily, though with a failing breath,
He went in splendour and bold of heart,
In a kingly way to meet King Death.
They watched till they saw the ship go down
Below the long grey line of sea;
And then there arose a great red glare,
That seemed to crimson fitfully
The whole broad heaven, and melt the waves
Into one caldron of blood-red light,
And soon all suddenly there fell A pitchy gloom, and then came night.
# Once a Week (magazine)/Series 1/Volume 7/The death of Rachel

THE DEATH OF RACHEL.
“Bring me Benoni, bring the son of sorrow, Let him lie gently on his mother’s breast,
Help me to hold him to my heart. To-morrow
My soul will sink to rest.
“What strange mysterious magic in this meeting!
Lo! while I watch his pure and even breath,
My waning life’s faint pulses wildly beating,
Seem struggling against death.
“Nay, cheer me not with flatt’ring hopes beguiling,
Nor mock my fears, ye who around my bed
Rain sunshine show’rs, in love and pity smiling
E’en through the tears ye shed.
“Forgive, good Lord, the fretful bold petition
That erst I prayed, ‘Give children, or I die.’
Withdraw the cloud of dark and stern contrition
Which yet broods angrily.
“For ever since that day the voice of weeping,
Such as we heard in Allon-Bachuth’s shade,
Hath sounded in mine ears, awake or sleeping,
And made my soul afraid.
“Yea, ever since, the trembling fear of dying
Hath gotten hold and compass’d me around,
And on the wind a wailing voice and sighing
Comes with a mournful sound.
“Faster and faster still, death’s hand doth beckon,
As nearer unto Mamre’s land I come,
Ephrath is nigh, but life by hours I reckon;
I may not reach my home.
“Come near and kiss me, Jacob, it is morning;
Tbe clouds and darkness all have passed away,
The eastern light my chamber is adorning,
Day breaks, I cannot stay.
“Whose is this voice that calls the shepherd’s daughter,
Whence is this rod—this staff on which I lean?
What is this well of pure and living water,
Through the dark valley seen?
“Once more, as in the morn of young affection,
To meet my Lord, I wander forth alone; And, lo! the Angel of the Resurrection
Hath rolled away the stone.”
# Once a Week (magazine)/Series 1/Volume 7/The broken vow

THE BROKEN VOW.
I.
Dying lies young Effie Logan While the snowdrops spring:—
Tho’ her lily hand, so wasted,
Wears no bridal ring,
Yet a babe unto her white breast
Tenderly doth cling!
II.
She is dreaming of the false one, And the traitor’s vow
That beguil’d her heart so trusting—
Trusting even now! “He will come!” she softly murmurs—
Death dews on her brow!
III.
Lo, a Chief spurs o’er the heather And the drawbridge falls, And a stately step is sounding Through Glenallen’s halls.
IV.
Well she knew that haughty footfall— With a sobbing cry Stretching wide her arms so wasted— “Kiss me ere I die!
V.
“Fold me fondly to your bosom! Clasp me closer still! Let me feel my true-love’s kisses Tho’ his kiss doth kill!
VI.
“Tho’ my woes of hope bereft me, Did my sore heart break? No! I lived—that bliss was left me— For thy bairnie’s sake!
VII.
“Fast my soul is fleeting homeward From this weary strife— By the babe that calls ye Father— By my ruined life— Let the stone among the daisies Bear the name of Wife!
VIII.
“Bring the priest and wed me, Gordon, If ye love me still!”— See, his proud, wild heart is heaving With a softer thrill— With a pang he kiss’d her white lips— “By Christ’s love I will!”
IX.
When the clans swept down to battle On Culloden’s day, Gallant Gordon bravely perish’d, Foremost in the fray: With his tartan pierced and bloody On the muir he lay.
X.
Effie and her babe are resting From this weary strife, And the stone among the daisies Bears the name of wife. She hath sinned, and she hath suffered— Christ absolve her life.
B. S. Montgomery.
# Oriental Scenes, Dramatic Sketches and Tales/A Scene in the Doaab

ORIENTAL SCENES.
A SCENE IN THE DOAAB.
In tangled depths the jungles spread
 Around the solitary scene,
The lurking panther's sullen tread
 Marks the wild paths of the ravine;
Here too the fierce hyena prowls,
 Haunting the dark Jheel's broad lagoon,
And here, at eve, the wolf-cub howls,
 And famished jackalls bay the moon.
Its scorching breath the hot wind pours
 Along the arid waste; and loud,
The storm-fiend of the desert roars,
 When bursts the sable thunder-cloud,
A crumbling mosque—a ruined fort—
 Hastening alike to swift decay,
Where owls and vampire bats resort,
 And vultures hide them from the day,
Alone remain to tell the tale
 Of Moslem power, and Moslem pride,
When shouts of conquest filled the gale
 And swords in native blood were dyed.
They sleep—the slayer and the slain—
 A lowly grave the victor shares
With the weak slave who wore the chain
 None save a craven spirit wears.
Yet had the deeds which they have done
 Lived in the poet's deathless song,
These nameless spahis would have won
 All that to valour's hopes belong.
They brought their faith from distant lands,
 They reared the Moslem badge on high,
And swept away with reeking brands
 The reliques of idolatry.
Where'er they spread their prophet's creed
 The guilty rites of Brama fled;
No longer shrinking victims bleed,
 Nor sleeps the living with the dead.
The frantic shrieks of widowed brides
 From burning piles resound no more,
Nor Ganges' desecrated tides
 Bear human offerings from its shore.
Their wreaths have faded—lizards bask
 Upon the marble pavement, where,
'Twas erst the dark-eyed beauty's task
 To crown with flowers her raven hair.
Unheeded now the scorpion crawls,
 And snakes unscathed in silence glide,
Where once the bright Zenana's halls
 To woman's feet were sanctified.
No trace remains of those gay hours
 When lamps, in golden radiance bright,
Streamed o'er these now deserted towers
 The sunshine of their perfumed light.
The maiden's song, the anklet's bells
 So sweetly ringing o'er the floor,
And eyes as soft as the gazelle's
 Are heard, and seen, and felt no more.
Now all is silent; the wild cry
 Of savage beasts alone is heard,
Or wrathful tempest hurrying by,
 Or moanings of some desert bird.
# Oriental Scenes, Dramatic Sketches and Tales/A Sketch

A SKETCH.
The fretted pannels gleamed with gold,
 And gorgeous shewed that stately room;
The silken curtain's ample fold
 Shone with the dyes of Persia's loom.
And there lay harp and lyre and lute,
 To waken music's sweetest strain,
But all in that sad hour were mute—
 Their witchery lost, their solace vain.
Without—the tall trees wooed the wind
 Shading a smooth and spacious lawn,
And where the shrubs their branches twined,
 Couched on the blossoms slept the fawn.
The wide verandah's colonnade
 With rare and precious flowers was filled,
And every breeze that round them played
 Their odorous scents in showers distilled.
The jasmines mantling wreaths were hung
 Upon the trelliced arch, and high
The rose its rich red clusters flung
 Mid that star-cinctured tapestry.
'Twas evening, and a silvery ray
 Beamed from the bright and full orbed moon,
Which sailing on her heaven-ward way,
 Shone broadly on that fair saloon.
The lattice wide, as if for air,
 Was open thrown—and faint and weak,
A form was seen reposing there,
 With eyelids closed and pallid cheek—
Upon a velvet couch she lay,
 But not to her a couch of rest;
Her long dark hair in disarray,
 Her white arms folded o'er her breast.
Amid the braided tresses shone
 Pale flowers exhaling scented breath,
Like coronals we strew upon
 The friend we lose by early death.
She was not dead who corse-like prest
 That couch of care; but the moon's light
Ne'er could on one more heart-struck rest
 Than her who caught the beam that night.
And there was one of gentle mood
 Who watched that pale and prostrate form;
And as in musing grief she stood
 And marked the wreck of one wild storm,
She fancied that the moon looked down
 With pitying eye upon the bed,
Where like a lily overthrown
 The smitten mourner drooped her head.
It was an idle thought—yet still
 The dream the pensive mind beguiled,
But that same moon o'er yon green hill
 Looked down on other scenes and smiled.—
Oh! fair and false—a beam of light
 On misery's thorny couch she throws,
Then faithless turns a ray as bright
 Where hope and joy and health repose.
# Oriental Scenes, Dramatic Sketches and Tales/Ballad—My Provence Rose

BALLAD.
My rose! my rose! my Provence rose!
 What can to thee compare?
There's not a single flower that blows
 So sweet, so soft, so fair—
I've sought the hills of far Almaine
 Beside the laughing Rhine,
Rich with the red grape's ruby stain
 And wreathed with many a vine.
And stately dames of high degree
 Their gracious looks have lent,
And beamed their blue eyes' rays on me
 At tilt and tournament.
But oh! my rose! my Provence rose!
 What can to thee compare?
There's not a single flower that blows,
 So gentle, and so fair.
I've wandered o'er the fields of France
 Through summer's smiling hour—
Wooed by the song of young Romance
 To beauty's perfumed bower.
And Bretagne's maids have witching arts,
 Beguiling mortal men;
And starry eyes, and melting hearts
 Are found in bright Guienne.
But my blush rose! my Provence rose!  What can to thee compare?
There's not a single flower that blows,
 So delicate, so fair!
There's many a sweet and sunny glance  Beyond the sparkling Rhone,
And rose-lipped maidens lead the dance  Across the sun-kissed Soane,
Oh! joyous are the festivals,
 The mirth and minstrelsy,
With beauty smiling in the halls
 Of tower-crowned Normandy.
But my sweet rose, my Provence rose!
 What can to thee compare?
There's not a single flower that blows,
 So graceful, or so fair.
I've listened in the orange groves,
 The blossomed dells of Spain—
Beneath her moon-lit skies, to love's
 Soft, sweet, bewildering strain.
Through shrouding veils the flashes broke,
 From eyes as bright as stars—
Whene'er the sweeping fingers woke
 The notes of fond guitars.
But my wild rose, my Provence rose!
 What can to thee compare?
There's not a single flower that blows
 So precious, or so fair.
# Oriental Scenes, Dramatic Sketches and Tales/Errata

ERRATA.
Page 7, line 14, for moping ape read mopping ape.
—— 20, — 19, —and fling ——to fling.
—— 52, — 17, —lowly river ——lovely river. —— 55, — 16, —lowly scenes ——lovely scenes.
—— 62, — 5, —lovely mine ——lonely mine.
—— 79, — 22, —nightly rites ——mystic rites —— 80, — 13, —blessed be God ——blessed be thy God.
—— 93, — 17, —moore deer's ——moose deer's. —— 94, — 5, —a murderous ——a murderer's.
—— 98, — 7, —flood ——floods.
——126, — 16, —dishonours ——dishonour.
——129, — 16, —loose ——lose.
——173, — 5, —suggests ——suggest.
——175, — 7, —striken soul ——stricken soul.
——180, — 14, —mossy tracks ——mossy trunks.
——192, — 10, —better lesson —— bitter lesson
——209, — 12, —nereiad ——Nereid.
——234, — 10, —last words ——cork woods.
# Oriental Scenes, Dramatic Sketches and Tales/Ballad—The old ancestral tower is reft

BALLAD.
The old ancestral tower is reft  Of tapestry and of pall— There's not a tattered banner left  Upon the broken wall.
The owl hoots where the minstrel's lay
 Cheered my bold ancestors—
And I must up and ride away,
 And win my golden spurs.
There's rust upon my good sword blade,
 My war-steed rests at ease,
And still I haunt this darksome glade,
 Nor cross yon glittering seas. 'Tis idle grief to shed the tear,
 Though he was good and brave,—
'Tis idle grief to linger near
 My father's blood-stained grave.
Then I my coat of mail will don,
 And couch my trusty lance;
There's many a castle to be won
 In fair and jocund France.
My halls are empty—but I'll come,
 St. George my weapon guide!
With laurel-crested basnet home
 And the red gold beside.
The blue eyed maids of England scorn
 My ruined house and me,
But there are brides as highly born
 In stately Normandy;
And he who in the battle field
 Shall prove the stoutest knight,
Will find the eye of beauty yield
 Its smile of sunniest light,
And I'll be first in bower and hall,
 And foremost in the ring;
And bards at each gay festival
 My knightly feats shall sing.
I'll bear about the blazonry
 Of arms, in gold and pearl,
And every precious gem shall be
 The ransom of an earl.
I'll heap my board with costly plate  With this good sword of mine;
And crowds of vassals at my gate
 Shall drain the purple wine.
Each knave shall with his fellow vie
 In silks, and gauds, and furs;
These towers shall ring with mirth, when I
 Have won my golden spurs.