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# The Isle of Retribution

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"The Bookman's Gide to Fiction," The Bookman, April 1923: This stirring tale of the farthest north comes to a fitting climax in a terrible fight for life.
When he caught sight of the fugitives, they were already out of effective pistol range. frontispiece. See page 308.
THE ISLE OF RETRIBUTION
BY EDISON MARSHALL
WITH FRONTISPIECE BY DOUGLAS DUER
BOSTON LITTLE, BROWN, AND COMPANY 1923
Copyright, 1923, By Little, Brown, and Company.
All rights reserved
Published February, 1923
Printed in the United States of America
* Chapter 1
* Chapter 2
* Chapter 3
* Chapter 4
* Chapter 5
* Chapter 6
* Chapter 7
* Chapter 8
* Chapter 9
* Chapter 10
* Chapter 11
* Chapter 12
* Chapter 13
* Chapter 14
* Chapter 15
* Chapter 16
* Chapter 17
* Chapter 18
* Chapter 19
* Chapter 20
* Chapter 21
* Chapter 22
* Chapter 23
* Chapter 24
* Chapter 25
* Chapter 26
* Chapter 27
* Chapter 28
* Chapter 29
* Chapter 30
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# The History of the Standard Oil Company/Volume 1/Appendix/Number 4

NUMBER 4 (See page 55)
TESTIMONY OF HENRY M. FLAGLER ON THE SOUTH IMPROVEMENT COMPANY
[Proceedings in Relation to Trusts, House of Representatives, 1888. Report Number 31 12, pages 289-290.]
   A. . . . Neither of the Messrs. Rockefeller, Colonel Payne, nor myself, nor any one connected with the Standard Oil Company, ever had any confidence in or regard for the scheme known as the South Improvement Company. We did not believe in it, but the view presented by other gentlemen was pressed upon us to such an extent that we acquiesced in it to the extent of subscribing our names to a certain amount of the stock, which was never paid for. The company never did a dollar's worth of business, and never had any existence other than its corporative existence, which it obtained through its charter. Through its president it negotiated certain railroad contracts, which, as I remember now, were signed by the company and by the officers of the railroad. Those contracts were held in escrow a few weeks and were destroyed or cancelled by mutual consent.
   Q. Who presented these views to you gentlemen? Who was the person that had charge of this South Improvement Company's scheme?
   A. I think Mr. Warden and the Messrs. Logan were the great leaders in the South Improvement Company policy.
# The History of the Standard Oil Company/Volume 1/Appendix/Number 6

NUMBER 6 (See page 63)
STANDARD OIL COMPANY'S APPLICATION FOR INCREASE OF CAPITAL STOCK TO $2,500,000 IN 1872
   To the Secretary of the State of Ohio:
   The undersigned, being a majority of the Board of Directors of THE STANDARD OIL COMPANY OF CLEVELAND, OHIO, do hereby certify that on the first day of January, a.d. 1872, at the annual meeting of the stockholders of said company held at its office in Cleveland, Cuyahoga County, Ohio, by a vote then and there taken, all the stockholders of said company being present and voting therefor, it was resolved and agreed by each and all of them, that the capital stock of said company be increased the sum of One Million Five Hundred Thousand Dollars, thereby making the capital stock of said company Two Millions Five Hundred Thousand Dollars, which action of the stockholders was as follows, to wit:
   Resolved, and it is hereby agreed by each and all of us, that the capital stock of this company, namely, The Standard Oil Company of Cleveland, Ohio, be increased to the sum of Two Millions Five Hundred Thousand Dollars, and it is also agreed, and the proper officers of the company are hereby instructed to take the requisite steps to so increase said capital stock.
   Cleveland, O., January 1st, a.d. 1872.
   And afterward said meeting was adjourned. Henry M. Flagler, Secretary.
   And we further certify that the whole amount of such increase of capital stock has been paid to said company, in money, that no note, bill, bond, or other security has been taken for the same, or any part thereof, and that the credit of the company has not been used directly or indirectly to raise funds to pay the same or any part thereof.
   IN WITNESS WHEREOF, We hereunto set our names at Cleveland, Ohio, this ninth day of February, a.d. 1872.
   John D. Rockefeller, Henry M. Flagler, Samuel Andrews, Stephen V. Harkness, Directors.
# The Little Book of the Most Holy Child Jesus/Grace before Meals

GRACE BEFORE MEALS.
Bless us, O Lord, and these Thy gifts, which we are about to receive of Thy bounty, through Christ our Lord. Amen.
# The Little Book of the Most Holy Child Jesus/Magnificat

MAGNIFICAT.
1. My soul doth magnify the Lord,
2. And my spirit hath rejoiced in God my Saviour.
3. For He hath regarded the humility of His handmaid; for behold from henceforth all generations shall call me blessed.
4. For He that is mighty hath done great things unto me, and holy is His Name.
​5. And His mercy is from generation to generation unto them that fear Him.
6. He hath shewed strength with His arm; He hath scattered the proud in the imagination of their heart;
7. He hath put down the mighty from their seat, and hath exalted the humble;
8. He hath filled the hungry with good things, and the rich He hath sent empty away;
9. He hath holpen His servant Israel, being mindful of His mercy.
10. As He spake unto our fathers, to Abraham and his seed for ever.
Glory be to the Father, &c.
# The Little Book of the Most Holy Child Jesus/Meditation I

MEDITATION I.
THE STABLE AT BETHLEHEM.
Grace to ask for: Humility.
It is midnight.
The winter air is cold and chill.
See a comfortless stable, partly shed and partly cave, hollowed in the side of a rock.
A poor place indeed. The keen breeze finds its way in freely.
In that stable lies a Babe.
His only cradle is a manger from which cattle feed. He lies there on the rough straw—a new-born Babe.
His little limbs are wrapped around with swathing bands like the babes of the poorest.
It is Jesus, the great God of heaven, who has come to live and suffer as a little Child, that we might see how much He loves us and how He longs to be with us.
​He is not alone. A gentle young Mother bends over Him.
Her eyes are full of love and worship.
A tender watchful Mother.
Earth has never before seen such a mother. There never can be another like to her, so pure, so holy, like a spotless white lily-flower amongst the dark thorns of earth.
She has no better place this night wherein to lay her new-born Babe.
It is Mary, our Mother Mary.
His Mother and our Mother for ever, evermore.
A grave peaceful man watches over them, calm in the midst of all this scene of poverty.
Nothing can disturb him, nothing daunts him, for his heart belongs to God, to that little Child whose Foster-father he is henceforth.
It is Joseph, our own dear Saint Joseph.
The stars shine right down through the worn roof from the clear cold sky.
​Brighter than the stars are the angels, not only in heaven above, but unseen by us, adoring this holy Child, their Creator, lying in that rough manger-cradle.
He has never shown such love for those shining angels, bright sinless angels, as for us.
How we must love Him if we have hearts at all wherewith to love!
Jesus, I thank Thee for coming thus. Great God, how Thou hast humbled Thyself! It seems too much, too wonderful, but I know that it is true.
Nothing is too wonderful for Thy great, Thy everlasting love.
For love of Thee I will be humble. Take away my pride and my self-will.
Mary, I thank thee and bless thee for loving God so nobly, so purely, so humbly, that He gave His dear Son to us through thee. Pray to that Son, that I may have grace to learn of Him and thee to be meek and humble of heart.
​Joseph, Foster-father of Jesus, the Heart of that holy Child beats for me. Mary is my Mother; pray for me that I may be truly humble and belong to this Holy Family, now, and at the hour of my death, and for evermore.
Most Holy Child Jesus, save Thy children.
# The Little Book of the Most Holy Child Jesus/Litany of the Blessed Virgin

LITANY OF THE BLESSED VIRGIN.
| Kyrie eleison. | Lord have mercy on us. |
| Kyrie eleison. | Lord have mercy on us. |
| Christe eleison. | Christ have mercy on us. |
| Christe eleison. | Christ have mercy on us. |
| Kyrie eleison. | Lord have mercy on us. |
| Kyrie eleison. | Lord have mercy on us. |
| Christe audi nos. | Christ hear us. |
| Christe exaudi nos. | Christ graciously hear us. |
| Pater de cœlis Deus, Miserere nobis. | God the Father of heaven, Have mercy on us. |
| Fili Redemptor mundi Deus, | God the Son, Redeemer of the world, |
| Spiritus Sancte Deus, | God the Holy Ghost, |
| Sancta Trinitas, unus Deus, | Holy Trinity, one God, |
| Sancta Maria, Ora pro nobis. | Holy Mary, Pray for us. |
| Sancta Dei Genitrix, | Holy Mother of God, |
| Sancta Virgo virginum, | Holy Virgin of virgins, |
| Mater Christi, | Mother of Christ, |
| Mater divinæ gratiæ, | Mother of divine grace, |
| Mater purissima, | Mother most pure, |
| Mater castissima, | Mother most chaste, |
| Mater inviolata, | Mother inviolate, |
| Mater intemerata, | Mother undefiled, |
| Mater amabilis. | Mother most amiable, |
| Mater admirabilis, | Mother most admirable, |
| Mater Creatoris, | Mother of our Creator ​ |
| Mater Salvatoris, | Mother of our Saviour, ​ |
| Regina Prophetarum, | Queen of Prophets, |
| Regina Apostolorum, | Queen of Apostles, |
| Regina Martyrum, | Queen of Martyrs, |
| Regina Confessorum, | Queen of Confessors, |
| Regina Virginum, | Queen of Virgins, |
| Regina Sanctorum omnium, | Queen of all Saints, |
| Regina sine labe originali concepta, | Queen conceived without original sin, |
| Agnus Dei, qui tollis peccata mundi, | Lamb of God, who takest away the sins of the world, |
| Parce nobis, Domine. | Spare us, O Lord. |
| Agnus Dei, qui tollis peccata mundi, | Lamb of God, who takest away the sins of the world, |
| Exaudi nos, Domine. | Graciously hear us, O Lord. |
| Agnus Dei, qui tollis peccata mundi, | Lamb of God, who takest away the sins of the world, |
| Miserere nobis. | Have mercy on us. |
| V. Ora pro nobis, Sancta Dei Genitrix. | V. Pray for us, O holy Mother of God. |
| R. Ut digni efficiamur promissionibus Christi. | R. That we may be made worthy of the promises of Christ. |
# The Little Book of the Most Holy Child Jesus/Meditation II

MEDITATION II.
THE SHEPHERDS.
Grace to ask for: Holy simplicity, singleness of heart.
See those good shepherds on the mountain side.
How watchfully they guard their flocks through the long drear night!
It is to keep away the robber and the wolf from their sheep that they are thus wakeful.
​They are men of good-will; their hearts are brave and pure. They are true and single-hearted men.
With care far tenderer than their own does the great God look down upon them.
Over their little fire of sticks they sing to their pipes of reed the songs of David, the shepherd-king, who slew the lion and the bear and the tall giant of Gath:
'The Lord is my Shepherd, and I shall lack nothing.'
'The Shepherd of Israel' 'slumbers not, nor sleeps.'
The sound floats on the sharp midnight air; the watch-fire flickers, and casts long shadows out into the gloom.
In a moment a bright light flashes around them—a brightness from God.
And the Angel of God stands by them.
So sudden, so strange a sight upon this dark earth, no wonder that these simple men tremble with dread.
'Fear not; I bring you the good news— ​the news of great joy which will be for you and for all people.
'For this night is born for you, in the city of David, the Saviour, who is Christ the Lord. This shall be a token: you shall find the Babe wrapped in swaddling clothes, and laid in a manger.
'And suddenly with the Angel appears a multitude of angels, praising God and saying:
'Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace to men of good-will.'
The shepherds stay not, nor linger with their flocks.
They hasten to the stable, and there they behold Mary, and Joseph, and the Infant lying in the manger.
Happy shepherds, pure hearts, simple souls; after Mary and Joseph the first of earth to worship the new-born King. To please God in all their ways was the one aim of these holy men, these shepherds of Judea.
​Their eyes gazed upon Jesus their Saviour, and now they dwell in His joy.
I, too, will be simple in heart, and in all things try to please Thee alone. For this, dear Jesus, give me Thy holy grace.
Mary, pray for me, that I may have a heart of good will, that I may be pure and simple like the first worshippers of the Holy Child.
Joseph, to whose tender care the Good Shepherd gave Himself, take care of me; pray for me to thy Foster-Son, that I may belong to the Holy Family now, at my death, and for evermore.
Most Holy Child Jesus, save Thy children.
# The Little Book of the Most Holy Child Jesus/Meditation IV

MEDITATION IV.
THE THREE KINGS.
Grace to ask for: Courage in serving God.
Behold a strange scene now, like a vision, like a beautiful dream, but all true and real.
Jesus, Mary, and Joseph are again in the poor stable-cave.
The faithful shepherds have come, have worshipped, and have gone back to their ​flocks with a great strong joy in their souls.
The people of the city of David heed not.
It is, as it were, nothing to them that the Son of David, David's Lord, is born amongst them: that God, the eternal Word, has become flesh, and dwells amongst them.
The thoughts and cares and short-lived joys of this world fill their hearts.
Now behold a strange sight to make one wonder.
Over the place where the young Child lies there shines a star of mild bright ray in the mid air.
Around the door of the rude abode stand the camels and servants and horses of the rich and great.
Three wise men, grave and noble to behold, have alighted.
Three Kings from the far-off East, bearing rich and costly presents.
​They bow down low to the ground, and offer rare gifts: bright gold to the Infant King; sweet frankincense to God, who has come on earth; bitter myrrh to the Son of Man, who is to die for men.
Far have these brave hearts travelled. Over hill and plain they followed the star which guided them. They heeded not the ties of home, nor hung back from the toil and danger of a long winter's journey.
Nothing could keep them back.
Not the jeers of friends who thought them mad.
They have seen the star of the holy Child; it is enough.
It told of the Light of the world, the Light of God, which was to shine in Israel, in the midst of a dark drear world; and now they are come.
They have found the Light. It is Jesus, who is the Light of heaven.
He is in a rude stable, but they heed not its poverty.
​His Mother is a poor maiden; she wears no silk nor fine linen, no golden gems; but what matter! She is the Maiden-mother, and in her arms lies Jesus.
And in their souls His light shines, and will shine for ever, evermore.
Dear Jesus, I thank Thee.
Draw me by Thy light from all false lights of earth.
My Lord, I will come to Thee, for Thou dost call me. Nothing shall hinder me; neither the fear of trouble, nor of being laughed at or sneered at by others.
Make me brave and constant like the holy Kings.
Mary, dear Mother, show me Jesus, as thou didst to them.
Most Holy Child Jesus, save Thy children.
# The Little Book of the Most Holy Child Jesus/Grace after Meals

GRACE AFTER MEALS.
We give Thee thanks, Almighty God, for all Thy benefits, who livest and reignest world without end; and may the souls of the faithful departed rest in peace. Amen.
# The Little Book of the Most Holy Child Jesus/Meditation III

MEDITATION III.
Presentation of the holy child in the temple.
Grace to ask for: Readiness to do God's holy will.
Let us enter the Temple of Jerusalem.
​The one great house of the true God in all the earth.
Bright and rich with gold and colour and curious work.
The house of prayer, the one place of sacrifice.
The great altar of God stands there.
Crowds pass to and fro to bring their offerings or to join in the never-ending worship.
Unheeded through the crowds—unheeded because so lowly and quiet—a pair go up to the place of offering.
A maiden bearing in her arms a Babe. By her side a staid and thoughtful man.
They are Mary and Joseph, and they bring the little Jesus into the Temple.
No longer the gloomy cave.
The shepherds, their lives full of joy, have gone back to their flocks.
The Holy Child and His parents pass through the crowds in the stately courts of the Temple, their hearts overflowing with ​joy and peace; but so quiet and of such low estate are they, that none seem to notice them.
Yet that Babe is the Lord of the Temple, Lord of heaven and earth, of all creation. Heaven itself cannot contain His glory, nor countless angels worship Him enough or sound the praises due to Him.
It is His will to be offered thus for the love of us, with all His glory hidden, in His Temple on earth.
It is His will because it is the will of the Father who has loved us with an everlasting love.
The crowds know not, as they press by, that it is their Saviour and God.
Yet Mary, whose only thought is to do the will of her Son, knows that she is offering a gift beyond all price, at once her first-born Son and her God.
Aged Simeon, the holy servant of God, for years and years has come daily to the ​Temple with the hope of seeing this holy Babe.
He was told by the Holy Ghost that he should not die before he had this great joy.
And now he takes the Child, his Lord, in his arms, a peaceful calm flows in upon his soul, and he is ready to die when the good God wills.
Anna, too, the aged Prophetess, for this also had waited in the Temple for long years.
Now she sees her heart's desire. She reveals the Holy Child to the Jews; but little do they heed.
They are taken up with this world, and love its pomps and grandeur so well that when they look upon its Lord and Maker they see but a little Infant like any other child of men.
A poor Infant in a young maiden's arms, Jesus, Thou art come to do Thy Father's will.
​I desire to do that holy will in all things, whatever it may cost.
I offer myself to Thee; do with me what Thou seest best, now and for evermore.
Give me grace ever to say from my heart, 'Thy will be done,' and to be content.
Mary, dear Mother, forsake me not.
Joseph, be ever with me.
Most Holy Child Jesus, save Thy children.
# The Little Book of the Most Holy Child Jesus/Meditation IX

MEDITATION IX.
THE HOLY HOUSE AT NAZARETH.
Grace to ask for: Holy obedience.
Would you find heaven on earth?
Look within that holy abode at Nazareth.
Joseph works at the trade of a carpenter.
Mary plies her spindle and her distaff, while ever and anon her eye rests wistfully upon the Holy Child Jesus.
Never idle, always ready to receive his word, He waits upon and helps His Foster-father.
He bears the wood upon His shoulder, or the nails in His hand, as He may be bidden; always ready, ever shining in that workshop with a smile like the gleaming of a sunny day.
​No hurry, no indolence, no weariness of heart is known in that abode.
No sadness, no boisterous mirth, which there would sound out of harmony.
Few words are spoken; each knows the other's heart too well to need many words.
From the fresh dawn until the red sun sinks beyond the green western hills there is a peaceful round of labour and of loving offices to God and man.
Labour lightened by calm peace and love.
And so on through the days and years Joseph and Mary have heaven on earth.
For He who is the Light and Joy of their hearth is the Brightness of eternity, the Light of the new Jerusalem.
In the future, growing nearer every day, and ever present in that Child's Heart, there is that dark Cross on Calvary—the wood of the awful Sacrifice and the cruel nails by which the Victim will be bound obedient to the Father's will, bonds ​all powerless but for the stronger cords of love.
Jesus, most obedient, I too will obey.
The path of obedience is the path of safety, the path which was trodden by Thee and which leads to Thee.
In obeying Thy Church, and those whom Thou hast set over me, I am obeying Thee.
Dear Jesus, by Thy wonderful obedience to Joseph and to Mary make me obedient.
By Thy obedience to Thy Father, even unto death, make me obedient to the end.
Mary, dear Mother, pray for me.
Joseph, Foster-father of the Holy Child Jesus and Patron of the whole Church, pray for me.
Most Holy Child Jesus, save Thy children.
# The Man Upstairs and Other Stories

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## Contents

* The Man Upstairs
* Something to Worry About
* Deep Waters
* When Doctors Disagree
* By Advice of Counsel
* Rough-Hew Them How We Will
* The Man Who Disliked Cats
* Ruth in Exile
* Archibald's Benefit
* The Man, The Maid, and the Miasma
* The Good Angel
* Pots O' Money
* Out of School
* Three from Dunsterville
* The Tuppenny Millionaire
* Ahead of Schedule
* Sir Agravaine
* The Goal-Keeper and the Plutocrat
* In Alcala
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# The Man from Glengarry

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THE MAN FROM GLENGARRY
A TALE OF THE OTTAWA
BY RALPH CONNOR
Author of "The Sky Pilot," and "Black Rock"
FLEMING H. REVELL COMPANY
CHICAGO, NEW YORK, TORONTO
MCMI
Copyright 1901
BY
FLEMING H. REVELL COMPANY
PRESS OF
BRAUNWORTH & CO.
BOOKBINDERS AND PRINTERS
BROOKLYN, N. Y.
DEDICATION TO THE MEN OF GLENGARRY
WHO IN PATIENCE, IN COURAGE
AND
IN THE FEAR OF GOD
ARE HELPING TO BUILD THE EMPIRE OF
THE CANADIAN WEST
THIS BOOK IS HUMBLY DEDICATED
PREFACE
The solid forests of Glengarry have vanished, and with the forests the men who conquered them. The manner of life and the type of character to be seen in those early days have gone too, and forever. It is part of the purpose of this book to so picture these men and their times that they may not drop quite out of mind. The men are worth remembering. They carried the marks of their blood in their fierce passions, their courage, their loyalty; and of the forest in their patience, their resourcefulness, their self-reliance. But deeper than all, the mark that reached down to their hearts' core was that of their faith, for in them dwelt the fear of God. Their religion may have been narrow, but no narrower than the moulds of their lives. It was the biggest thing in them. It may have taken a somber hue from their gloomy forests, but by reason of a sweet, gracious presence dwelling among them it grew in grace and sweetness day by day.
CONTENTS
CHAPTER PAGE
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