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# The Short Cut to Regeneration Through Fasting/Chapter 9

CHAPTER IX
Special Instructions For Fasting
When we are fasting we throw all our physical machinery out of normal action. We must therefore give it more attention than we would otherwise.
Assimilation–Nutrition–Digestion–Elimination, all struggle under an abnormal condition; for as soon as we cease eating we lose the stimulation which food gives the system and by which it takes care of these things.
Our physical food cells die by the thousands, and must be eliminated quickly or the blood stream will become filled with decaying substance which carries with it the touch of ptomain poisoning. There is no poison more deadly than ptomain and unless we throw out the waste of our own flesh we soon become saturated with it.
A systemic cathartic on the day we do not eat is imperative: there is no use saying “Oh I don’t need it.” “Yes! you do!” and a local enema will not do the work. This will only unload the lower bowel and the need of the system is for the cleansing of the blood stream, as well as the intestinal tract. There are plenty of cathartics which will do the work quietly without disturbing effects.
​While fasting, the elimination through the pores of the skin is also most important–and hence good body massage and Turkish baths. Swimming, electrical baths are also good as they stimulate the molecular activity of the whole system.
Body message loosens the muscles and helps in breaking up old adhesions and errors of physical angles–a muscle which is too long will shorten when released and a too short muscle can be stretched to its full length.
Hence the change in the shoulder muscles–round shoulders can be completely cured and flat chests filled in. Double chins can be obliterated, big, full, and sagging abdominal muscles shortened; and the body pulled into its normal shape.
# The Times/1912/News/Birthday Honours

Layout 2 The King has been pleased to make the following appointments on the occasion of the day set apart for the celebration of his Majesty's birthday :—
Knights
His Majesty has been further pleased to confer the honour of Knighthood upon :—
Charles Hercules Read, Esq.
    President of the Society of Antiquaries; Keeper of British and medieval antiquities in the British Museum.
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# The Times/1911/Public notice/Edward Henry Pember

The Times, Friday, Apr 07, 1911; pg. 1; Issue 39553; col A — Deaths
Layout 2 PEMBER.—On the 5th April, at Vicar's Hill, Lymington, Edward Henry Pember, K.C., J.P., in his 79th year. Funeral at Boldre Church (Brockenhurst Station), Saturday, at 3. No flowers, by request.
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# The Times/1911/Public notice/John Ashton

Source: Deaths. The Times, Tuesday, Aug 01, 1911; Issue 39652; pg. 1; col B
Layout 2ASHTON.—On the 29th July, at 4, Middleton-road, Camden-road, John Ashton, aged 77.
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# The Times/1911/Public notice/Witham Matthew Bywater

Source: Deaths. The Times, Thursday, Mar 02, 1911; Issue 39522; pg. 1; col A
Layout 2Bywater.— On the 1st inst., at 33, Telford-avenue, Streathan-hill, Witham Matthew Bywater, in his 86th year. No flowers. Funeral at Brompton Cemetery on Tuesday, 7th inst., at 3 o'clock.
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# The Times/1911/Public notice/John Henry Fryday Brabner

Source: The Times, Tuesday, Nov 14, 1911; Issue 39742; pg. 1; col A — Deaths
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BRABNER.—On the 11th Nov., at St. Leonards. John Henry Fryday Brabner. late of the Audit and Exchequer Office, Somerset House, aged 73.
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# The Times/1912/News/New Directors of "The Times"

Source: The Times Issue: 39823, p. 6, Friday, Feb. 16, 1912—New Directors Of "The Times."
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New Directors of "The Times"
At a meeting at Printing-house-square yesterday the following additional Directors of The Times Publishing Company were added to the existing board:—
John Brainerd Capper.
Born 1855. Educated at Royal High School, Edinburgh; Edinburgh University (M.A. Edinburgh, 1877, First Class Honours in Classics); Heidelberg University. Joined staff of The Times in 1878 , and after serving in various departments became Assistant-Editor in February 1884. Has been the Editor's principal assistant since then.
George Geoffrey Robinson.
Born 1874. Educated at Eton and Magdalen Oxford. First Class "Greats" 1897. Fellow of All Souls 1898. Colonial Office, 1899-1901. Private Secretary to Lord Milner in South, Africa 901–5. Editor of the Star, Johannesburg, 1905–10. South Africa Correspondent of The Times 1906–10. Entered The Times Office 1911.
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# The Times/1911/Public notice/James Williams

The Times, Monday, Nov 06, 1911; Issue 39735; pg. 1; col A — Deaths
Layout 2 WILLIAMS.—On the 3rd Nov., at Lincoln College, Oxford, aged 61 years, James Williams, J.P., D.C.L., of Wallasey, Reader in Roman Law in the University, and Fellow of Lincoln, and of LIncoln's Inn, Barrister-at-Law, oldest son of the late James Williams, of Fir Grove, Liverpool, and of Oakenholt, Flintshire.
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# The Times/1912/Letter to the Editor/James Beresford Atlay

Source: Letters. The Times, Tuesday, Nov 26, 1912; Issue 40066; pg. 15; col E — Mr.J.B. Atlay.
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Mr. J. B. Atlay
A correspondent writes:—
"Will you allow one who was intimate with James Beresford Atlay, whose funeral takes place to-day, to add a few words to your otherwise adequate notice? Atlay, as a student and a writer, had a strong bent towards serious history, and his wide reading and retentive memory, his quick grasp of facts, and his power of marshalling them, all fitted him, as did his sane outlook on life, tomake his mark as an historian. His 'Victorian Chancellors' is proof of this; while, in a smaller way, the Tichborne case, in his 'Famous Trials,' is a model for vivid narrative and judicious concentration. But during his best years his energies were spent, owing to circumstances—it is the lot of many—upon multitudinous and often uncongenial tasks; he was at once author, critic, journalist, reader. And it was only during the last months of his life that he found himself free to devote his leisure to some permanent work more to his taste. On the latest occasion on which I saw him he communicated this intention, discussed the choice of subject, and added, alas! that the plan must not cover more than seven years, as he could not expect to live longer. He was too modest to anticipate success. but had he survived I am confident that he would have added to ur historical literature a work of first-rate importance. He was, like his father, a man of much social charm, of humour, and of a warm and kindly nature."
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# The Times/1912

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# The Times/1912/Letter to the Editor/John Walter Sherer

Source: The Times, Saturday, Jan 06, 1912; Issue 39788; pg. 9
Layout 2 Referring to the obituary notice of Mr. John Walter Sherer, C.S.I., in The Times of January 1, and the reference to his being one of the first to enter Cawnpore after the massacre. Mr. H. Collier Watson writes from 12, Bouverie-street, E.C. :—"Mr. Sherer in 1910, published a new and cheap edition of his 'Daily Life during the Mutiny,' under the new title of 'Havelock's March on Cawnpore, 1857,' and in the appendix drew attention to the fact that his old friend General Mowbray Thomson, one of the two officers who survived the massacre after 50 years' neglect by the War Office was still undecorated. The List of Honours conferred at the Dehli Durbar last month contains the name of General Mowbray Thomson.
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# The Wikipedia Library-The largest encyclopedia needs a digital library and we are building it/Conclusion

​Conclusion
"The​ ​only​ ​thing​ ​that​ ​you​ ​absolutely
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# The Wikipedia Library-The largest encyclopedia needs a digital library and we are building it

​The​ ​Wikipedia​ ​Library:​ ​The​ ​largest encyclopedia​ ​needs​ ​a​ ​digital​ ​library​ ​and​ ​we are​ ​building​ ​it
By​ ​Jake​ ​Orlowitz,​ ​Head​ ​of​ ​The​ ​Wikipedia​ ​Library,​ ​Wikimedia​ ​Foundation
This​ ​article​ ​preprint​ ​is​ ​licensed​ ​CC​ ​BY-SA​ ​4.0.​ ​The​ ​peer-reviewed​ ​chapter​ ​apears​ ​in​ ​the​ ​book "Leveraging​ ​Wikipedia:​ ​Connecting​ ​Communities​ ​of​ ​Knowledge",​ ​edited​ ​by​ ​Merrilee​ ​Proffitt, published​ ​by​ ​ALA​ ​Editions.​ ​Item​ ​Number:​ ​978-0-8389-1632-2​ ​ISBN:​ ​9780838916384 http://www.alastore.ala.org/detail.aspx?ID=12220
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| For​ ​Editors:​ ​ ​A​ ​Wikipedia​ ​Library​ ​Card | 10 |
| For​ ​Readers:​ ​ ​From​ ​Informed​ ​Access​ ​to​ ​Open​ ​Citations | 14 |
| With​ ​Librarians:​ ​ ​Collaboration​ ​on​ ​a​ ​Shared​ ​Vision | 17 |
| Conclusion | 21 |
| Endnotes | 23 |
| Bibliography | 25 |
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# The Strand Magazine/Volume 1/Issue 3/How Novelists Write for the Press

Fac-similes of the MS. of William Black, Walter Besant, Bret Harte and Grant Allen.
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How Novelists Write for the Press.
ow authors work—what methods are peculiar to each individual in preparing MS. for the printer—is a question on which, we think, the following fac-similes, of the same size as the originals, of the work of four representative novelists of the present day, will throw an interesting light. William Black, Walter Besant, Bret Harte, and Grant Allan—here is a page from a manuscript of each. Mr. Black's, with which we commence, fine and careful as it is, is however only a rough draft, which is afterwards re-copied, with slight alternations, for the press.
Fac-simile of a page of MS. from Mr. WILLIAM BLACK'S Prince Fortunatus. ​ Fac-simile of the last page but one of the MS. of Mr. WALTER BESANT'S novel, Children of Gibeon. ​ Fac-simile of a page of the MS. of Mr. BRET HARTE'S story, The Twins of Table Mountain. ​ Fac-simile of a page of the MS. of Mr. GRANT ALLEN'S story, Jerry Stokes (see next page).
# The Strand Magazine/Volume 1/Issue 3/Fac-simile of a Handbill

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# The Twin Brothers

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# The Twilight of the Souls/Front matter

The Twilight of the Souls
THE BOOKS OF THE
SMALL SOULS
By
LOUIS COUPERUS
Translated by
ALEXANDER TEIXEIRA DE MATTOS :
* I. SMALL SOULS.
* II. THE LATER LIFE.
* III. THE TWILIGHT OF THE SOULS.
* IV. DR. ADRIAAN.
* [Later.
# The Twilight of the Souls/Translator's Note

TRANSLATOR'S NOTE
This is the third of the novels known as The Book of the Small Souls and is by some considered the greatest of the series. Be this as it may—and I confess that personally I like Small Souls the best—it is, beyond dispute, one of the most masterly and striking stories that this generation has produced.
It can be read separately and independently, but will be enjoyed more fully by those who are familiar with Small Souls and The Later Life. The series will conclude with the next volume, which, in the English version, will be entitled Dr. Adriaan.
Alexander Teixeira de Mattos
Harrogate, 10 August, 1917.
# The Works of J. W. von Goethe/Volume 9/Leopold, Duke of Brunswick

ANTIQUES.
[Written on the occasion of the death, by drowning, of that prince.]
Thou wert forcibly seized by the hoary lord of the river,— Holding thee, ever he shares with thee his streaming domain. Calmly sleepest thou near his urn as it silently trickles, Till thou to action art roused, waked by the swiftrolling flood. Kindly be to the people, as when thou still wert a mortal. Perfecting that as a god, which thou didst fail in, as man.
# The Works of J. W. von Goethe/Volume 9/Joy

JOY.
A dragon-fly with beauteous wing Is hovering o'er a silvery spring; I watch its motions with delight,— Now dark its colours seem, now bright, Chameleon-like appears now blue, Now red, and now of greenish hue. Would it would come still nearer me, That I its tints might better see! ​It hovers, flutters, resting ne'er! But hush! it settles on the mead. I have it safe now, I declare! And when its form I closely view, 'Tis of a sad and dingy blue— Such, Joy-Dissector, is thy case, indeed!
# The Works of J. W. von Goethe/Volume 9/Joy and Sorrow

JOY AND SORROW.
As fisher-boy I fared To the black rock in the sea, And, while false gifts I prepared, Listened and sang merrily, ​Down descended the decoy, Soon a fish attacked the bait; One exulting shout of joy,— And the fish was captured straight.
Ah! on shore, and to the wood, Past the cliffs, o'er stock and stone, One foot's traces I pursued, And the maiden was alone. Lips were silent, eyes downcast As a clasp-knife snaps the bait, With her snare she seized me fast, And the boy was captured straight.
Heaven knows who's the happy swain That she rambles with anew! I must dare the sea again, Spite of wind and weather, too. When the great and little fish Wail and flounder in my net, Straight returns my eager wish In her arms to revel yet!
# The Works of J. W. von Goethe/Volume 9/June

JUNE.
She behind yon mountain lives, Who my love's sweet guerdon gives. Tell me, mount, how this can be, Very glass thou seem'st to me! And I seem to be close by, For I see her drawing nigh; Now, because I'm absent, sad, Now, because she sees me, glad.
Soon between us rise to sight Valleys cool, with bushes light, Streams and meadows; next appear Mills and wheels, the surest token That a level spot is near, Plains far-stretching and unbroken. And so onwards, onwards roam, To my garden and my home!
​But how comes it then to pass? All this gives no joy, alas!— I was ravished by her sight, By her eyes so fair and bright, By her footstep soft and light. How her peerless charms I praised, When from head to foot I gazed! I am here, she's far away,— I am gone, with her to stay.
If on rugged hills she wander, If she haste the vale along, Pinions seem to flutter yonder, And the air is filled with song; With the glow of youth still playing Joyous vigour in each limb, One in silence is delaying, She alone 'tis blesses him.
Love, thou art too fair, I ween! Fairer I have never seen! From the heart full easily Blooming flowers are culled by thee. If I think: " Oh, were it so," Bone and marrow seem to glow! If rewarded by her love, Can I greater rapture prove?
And still fairer is the bride, When in me she will confide, When she speaks and lets me know All her tale of joy and woe. All her lifetime's history Now is fully known to me. Who in child or woman e'er Soul and body found so fair?
# The Works of J. W. von Goethe/Volume 9/L'Envoi

L'ENVOI
Now, gentle reader, is our journey ended. Mute is our minstrel, silent is our song; Sweet the bard's voice whose strains our course attended, Pleasant the paths he guided us along. Now must we part,—oh, word all full of sadness, Changing to pensive retrospect our gladness!
Reader, farewell! we part perchance for ever. Scarce may I hope to meet with thee again; But e'en though fate our fellowship may sever, Reader, will aught to mark that tie remain? Yes! there is left one sad, sweet bond of union,— Sorrow at parting links us in communion.
​But of the twain, the greater is my sorrow,— Reader, and why?—Bethink thee of the sun, How, when he sets, he waiteth for the morrow, Proudly once more his giant race to run,— Yet e'en when set, a glow behind him leaving, Gladdening the spirit, which had else been grieving.
Thus mayst thou feel, for thou to Goethe only Biddest farewell, nor carest aught for me. Twofold my parting, leaving me all lonely,— I now must part from Goethe and from thee, Parting at once from comrade and from leader,— Farewell great minstrel! farewell gentle reader!
Hushed is the harp, its music sunk in slumbers, Memory alone can waken now its numbers.
THE END.
# The Works of J. W. von Goethe/Volume 9/Legend

LEGEND.
There lived in the desert a holy man To whom a goat-footed Faun one day Paid a visit, and thus began To his surprise: "I entreat thee to pray That grace to me and my friends may be given, That we may be able to mount to Heaven, For great is our thirst for heavenly bliss." The holy man made answer to this: "Much danger is lurking in thy petition, Nor will it be easy to gain admission; Thou dost not come with an angel's salute; For I see thou wearest a cloven foot." The wild man paused, and then answered he: "What doth my goat's foot matter to thee? Full many I've known into heaven to pass Straight and with ease, with the head of an ass!
# The Works of J. W. von Goethe/Volume 9/Limits of Humanity

LIMITS OF HUMANITY.
When the Creator, The Great, the Eternal, Sows with indifferent Hand, from the rolling Clouds, o'er the earth. His Lightnings in blessing, I kiss the nethermost Hem of His garment, Lowly incllning In infantine awe. For never against The immortals, a mortal May measure himself. Upwards aspiring, He toucheth the stars with his forehead, Then do his insecure feet Stumble and totter and reel; Then do the cloud and the tempest Make him their pastime and sport.
Let him with sturdy, Sinewy limbs, ​Tread the enduring Firm-seated earth; Aiming no further, than The oak or the vine to compare!
What doth distinguish Gods from mankind? This! Multitudinous Billows roll ever Before the immortals, An infinite stream. We by a billow Are lifted—a billow Engulfs us—we sink, And are heard of no more.
A little round Encircles our life, And races unnumbered Extend through the ages, Linked by existence's Infinite chain.