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# The New Student's Reference Work/San Antonio, Tex.

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​San Anto′nio, Tex., a leading city, county-seat of Bexar County, is on San Antonio River. It has a large trade in horses, mules, wool, hides and grain, and has flour-mills, breweries, tanneries, machine-shops, foundries, binderies, cotton-presses and oil-mills. Among the important buildings are San Fernando Cathedral, commenced in 1749, St. Mark's Cathedral, Menger Hotel and the city-hall. San Antonio has a fine public-school system, with 21 buildings and 150 teachers, colored teachers being employed for colored children. Its broad plazas are overarched by fine old trees, and Brackenridge Park, near the head-springs of San Antonio River, contains 200 acres, is kept in its natural state and maintains a rare collection of wild animals. In the Mexican quarters of Laredito and Chihuahua may be seen Spanish manners and customs, markets, shops, cafés and churches. In San Antonio, as elsewhere in Texas, many Germans have settled, and have greatly helped to build up the city. Except during the war, San Antonio has been the Texan headquarters of the United States army since 1848, and the quartermaster's depot covers eight acres, the arsenal 20. Fort Alamo, just across the river, was the scene of the massacre by Santa Anna of the garrison of 188 men, including Crockett and Bowie, in 1836. The place was founded by the Spaniards in 1714, who built a fort, and four years later some monks began the mission of the Alamo. Population 96,614.
# The New Student's Reference Work/Salisbury

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​ Salisbury (sa̤lz′bẽr-ĭ), a cathedral city of England, stands near Avon River (not Shakspere's), 84 miles southwest of London. Its famous cathedral is built in early English style, and is 473 feet long and 111 wide; the spire is the highest in England — 400 feet. In the large close which surrounds the cathedral is the bishop's palace. Blackmore Museum contains a fine collection of American antiquities. Among the bishops have been Cardinal Campeggio, Jewell, Hooker, Fuller, Barrow, Liddon and Wordsworth. Old Sarum, a mile north of the present city, was a castle and a place of importance in Roman times. Here Canute died, and here William the Conqueror gathered the barons to renew their oath of fealty. Population 21,900.
# The New Student's Reference Work/Salisbury, Robert A. T. Gascoyne Cecil, Marquis of

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* MARQUIS OF SALISBURY
Salisbury, Robert A. T. Gascoyne Cecil, Marquis of, English statesman and prime minister, was born at Hatfield, Herts, Feb. 3, 1830, and educated at Eton and at Christ Church, Oxford. In 1866 he entered Lord Derby's ministry as secretary of state for India (under the title of Lord Cranbourne). On the death of his father in 1867, he entered the house of lords and took rank as the foremost debater in the upper chamber. In 1878 he acted as joint plenipotentiary of Great Britain at the Congress of Berlin, and two years later became secretary of state for foreign affairs. When the Earl of Beaconsfield died in 1881, Lord Salisbury became the recognized leader of the Conservative party. When the Gladstone ministry resigned in 1885, he became premier and secretary for foreign affairs. Owing to feeble support received by his government he resigned affairs to Mr. Gladstone, but, on the latter being defeated on the second reading of the Irish Home-Rule bill, he again returned to power. In 1892 Mr. Gladstone and he once more exchanged the premiership, and in 1895, on the resignation of Lord Rosebery, Lord Salisbury formed his third administration, in coalition with Liberal-Unionists, from which he retired in 1902. In 1864 he was elected chancellor of the University of Oxford. In his younger days he was a contributor to The Quarterly Review, but later found relaxation from the cares of office in his laboratory, where he experimented in chemistry and electricity. He died on Aug. 22, 1903.
# The New Student's Reference Work/San Bernardino, Cal.

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​San Ber′nardi′no, Cal., county-seat of San Bernardino County, was settled by Mormons in 1851. It is a summer and winter health-resort, because of its uniform climate. The surrounding country is a rich agricultural and mining section. San Bernardino's leading industries are grain-elevators, fruit-crate factories, lumber-mills and the Santa Fé railroad-shops; while it also is an important shipping-point for fruit, grain and lumber. The city has excellent public and parochial schools, a business college, an academy, an orphan asylum and Southern California Hospital for the Insane. It has electric-car service, two railroads and modern improvements. Population 12,779.
# The New Student's Reference Work/Romagna

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Romagna (rṓ-män′ yȧ), formerly the name of a region of Italy, forming the northern portion of the states of the church and comprising the delegations of Bologna, Ravenna, Ferrara and Forli. In 1861 these delegations became provinces of the kingdom of Italy. Population 1,359,167.
# The New Student's Reference Work/Romanes, George John

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Romanes (rṓ-mä′ nĕs), George John, British biologist, author and lecturer, was born at Kingston, Canada, May 20, 1848, and died at Oxford, May 23, 1894. Educated at Cambridge, England, his taste for natural science led him to study, investigate and write upon that branch of knowledge and to lecture at the Royal Institution, London, and later at Oxford, on natural history, physiology and animal and plant life. Making acquaintance with Darwin, he devoted much of his talent to the scientific exposition of evolution, taking ground adverse at first to the accepted Christian view of that doctrine, though finally expressing belief in the theistic position and opposing the mechanical theories of the origin of things. His publications include (besides a number of articles on instinct, hybridism and animal intelligence) A Candid Examination of Theism, Mental Evolution in Animals, Mental Evolution in Man, Organic Evolution, Darwin and after Darwin, Jelly-Fish, Star-Fish and Sea-Urchins, Examination of Weismannism and Thoughts on Religion. See Life and Letters, edited by his wife.
# The New Student's Reference Work/Rock River

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​Rock River rises in the southeastern portion of Wisconsin, and flows south and southwest into Illinois, emptying into the Mississippi three miles below Rock Island. Its course of nearly 400 miles is through a region noted for beauty and fertility.
# The New Student's Reference Work/Rocket

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​Rock′et. See Fireworks.
# The New Student's Reference Work/Rocking-Stones

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​Rock′ing-Stones or Logans are large masses of rock so finely poised as to move backward and forward with the slightest impulse. Some rocking-stones occur near remains of ancient fortifications, which seems to confirm the statement, in one of the poems of Ossian, that the bards walked, as they sang, round the stone and made it move as an oracle of the fate of battle. In Greece rocking-stones occur as funeral monuments, and are generally found on conspicuous places near the sea. The rocking-stone of Tandil in the Argentine Republic, 250 miles south of Buenos Aires, weighs 700 tons, and yet is so nicely poised that it rocks in the wind and may be made to crack a walnut.
# The New Student's Reference Work/Rockford, Ill.

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​Rock′ford, Ill., a thriving city on both sides of Rock River, about 100 miles west of Chicago. It has four bridges, three of which are railroad-bridges, four railroads, flouring, paper, woolen and cotton mills; five factories of agricultural implements, 20 of furniture, 17 for machinery and three for pianos, one piano-action establishment and the largest leather-factory in the United States, besides manufacturing cutlery, pumps, carriages, watches, silver-plated ware, boots, shoes, wood-engravings and other products. The city is well-built, and is noted for the intelligence and enterprise of its citizens, having many fine churches, excellent schools and six banks. Population 45,401.
# The New Student's Reference Work/Rocks

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​Rocks. See Geology.
# The New Student's Reference Work/Rocky Mountains

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​Rock′y Mountains, a vast system of ranges in the western portion of the United States and the British possessions. They are a continuation of the Cordilleras of Mexico. The greatest breadth of this system in the United States is 1,000 miles, and their total area is nearly 1,000,000 square miles. From 32° N. to 40° N. the ranges bear nearly north and south; between 40° and 45° their course is northwest; then, after a more northerly bend, they keep a course nearly parallel with the Pacific, but have many detached ranges and peaks. Mt. St. Elias is 18,024 feet high, and marks the boundary line of longitude between Alaska and the British possessions. Mt. McKinley in Alaska is 20,464 feet and Mt. Wrangell (also in Alaska) 17,524 feet. Mount Shasta, in the coastal range in northern California, is 14,510 feet high; Mt. Whitney, also in California, 14,898 feet. Frémont's Peak, near the western boundary of Wyoming, is 13,576 feet high, and Mt. Rainier, in Washington, 14,444 feet. In British Columbia Mt. Brown rises 16,000 feet, Mt. Hooker 15,700 and Mt. Logan 19,500. The central range of the Rocky Mountains forms the ridge which divides the rivers falling into the Pacific from those falling into the Arctic Ocean, Hudson Bay and the Gulf of Mexico; but between the eastern and western ranges lie Utah and Nevada, in which are rivers having no outlets except such lakes as Great Salt Lake in Utah and Humboldt Lake in Nevada.
# The New Student's Reference Work/Romance

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Romance′, a term derived from Roman, was originally applied to the languages which have been derived from Latin, as French, Italian or Spanish, and to anything written in these languages. But, because during the middle ages the favorite literature in these languages was a certain type of fiction, romance came to be the special designation of the tales of chivalry and adventure which were sung by troubadours generally in verse. Romances of this type sprang from the epic. Thus it has been pointed out that the Odyssey is more a romance than the Iliad; because to a greater degree than the Iliad it obviously is imaginative rather than historical. The romances of the middle ages were developed into what are called cycles, in each of which a related group of persons and their achievements became grouped around a central figure. The greatest of these cycles were those which centered around the siege of Troy and the adventures of Alexander the Great, Charlemagne and King Arthur respectively. In the tales about Arthur, Sir Tristram won so great a place that a cycle of Tristram also grew up almost independently of the tales of Arthur’s court. There were English cycles of romance spun about the legendary names of Guy of Warwick and Bevis of Hampton. The Norse sagas and the Teutonic Nibelungenlied are modified forms of the romance.
Out of these medieval romances developed the notion of the modern romance or novel. The beginning of the modern romance may be traced in the Spanish tale of Amadis of Gaul, the famous Arcadia of Sir Philip Sidney, the French L’Astrée of Honoré d’ Urfé and the long stories of Madeline de Scudery. The first modern novels in the strict technical sense of the term were those of Richardson and Fielding in the eighteenth century.
In music, romance has reference to a type of song which lies between the epic and lyric and suggests a ballad, except that its theme belongs to the realm of chivalry. The word romance has not lost the significance which became attached to it in the middle ages. It suggests chivalry, especially towards women, lofty endeavors, gallantry pushed to foolhardiness, an elaborate and artificial code of honor and conduct, a purely aristocratic attitude and an appeal to the imagination rather than to nature.
# The New Penelope/A Little Bird that Every One Knows

A LITTLE BIRD THAT EVERY ONE KNOWS.
There's a little bird with a wondrous song— A little bird that every one knows— (Though it sings for the most part under the rose), That is petted and pampered wherever it goes, And nourished in bosoms gentle and strong.
This petted bird has a crooked beak And eyes like live coals set in its head, A gray breast dappled with glowing red— Dabbled—not dappled, I should have said, From a fancy it has of which I shall speak.
This eccentricity that I name Is, that whenever the bird would sing It darts its black head under its wing, And moistens its beak in—darling thing!— A human heart that is broken with shame.
Then this cherished bird its song begins— Always begins its song one way— With two little dulcet words, They Say, Carolled in such a charming way That the listener's heart it surely wins.
This sweetest of songsters sits beside Every hearth in this Christian land, Ever so humble or never so grand, Gloating o'er crumbs which many a hand Gathers to nourish it, far and wide.
Over each crumb that it gathers up It winningly carols those two soft words In the dulcet notes of the sweetest of birds, Darting its sharp beak under its wing As it might in a ruby drinking-cup.
​A delicate thing is our bird withal And owns but a fickle appetite, So that old and young take a keen delight In serving it ever, day and night, With the last gay heart now turned to gall.
Thus, though a dainty dear, it sings In a very well-conditioned way A truly wonderful sort of lay, Whose burden is ever the same—They Say— Darting its dabbled beak under its wings.
# The New Penelope/By the Sea

BY THE SEA.
Blue is the mist on the mountains, White is the fog on the sea; Ruby and gold is the sunset,— And Bertha is waiting for me.
Down on the loathsome sand-beach, Her eyes as blue as the mist; Her brows as white as the sea-fog,— Bertha, whose lips I have kissed.
​Bertha, whose lips are like rubies, Whose hair is like coiléd gold; Whose sweet, rare smile is tenderer Than any legend of old.
One morn, one noon, one sunset, Must pass before we meet; O wind and sail bear steady on, And bring me to her feet.
The morn rose pale and sullen, The noon was still and dun; Across the storm at sunset, Came the boom of a signal-gun.
Who treads the loathsome sand-beach, With wet, disordered hair; With garments tangled with sea-weed, And cheeks more pale than fair?
O blue-eyed, white-browed maiden, He will keep love's tryst no more; His ship sailed safely into port— But on the heavenward shore.
# The New Penelope/A Reprimand

A REPRIMAND.
Behold my soul? She sits so far above you Your wildest dream has never glanced so high; Yet in the old-time when you said, "I love you," How fairly we were mated, eye to eye. How long we dallied on in flowery meadows, By languid lakes of purely sensuous dreams, Steeped in enchanted mists, beguiled by shadows, Casting sweet flowers upon loitering streams, My memory owns, and yours; mine with deep shame, Yours with a sigh that life is not the same.
What parted us, to leave you in the valley And send me struggling to the mountain-top? Too weak for duty, even love failed to rally The manhood that should float your pinions up. ​On my spent feet are many half-healed bruises, My limbs are wasted with their heavy toil, But I have learned adversity's "sweet uses," And brought my soul up pure through every soil; Have I no right to scorn the man's dead power That leaves you far below me at this hour?
Scorn you I do, while pitying even more The ignoble weakness of a strength debased. Do I yet mourn the faith that died of yore— The trust by timorous treachery effaced? Through all, and over all, my soul mounts free To heights of peace you cannot hope to gain, Sings to the stars its mountain minstrelsy, And smiles down proudly on your murky plain; 'Tis vain to invite you—yet come up, come up, Conquer your way toward the mountain-top!
# The New Penelope/Autumnalia

AUTUMNALIA.
The crimson color lays As bright as beauty's blush along the West; And a warm golden haze, Promising sheafs of ripe Autumnal days To crown the old year's crest. Hangs in mid air, a half-pellucid maze, Through which the sun at set, Grown round and rosy, looks with Bacchian blush, For an old wine-god meet— Whose brows are dripping with the grape-blood sweet, As if his southern flush Rejoiced him, in his northern-zone retreat.
The amber-colored air Musical is with hum of tiny things Held idly, struggling there, As if the golden mist entangled were About the viewless wings, That beat out music on their gilded snare.
If but a leaf, all gay With Autumn's gorgeous coloring, doth fall, Along its fluttering way A shrill alarum wakes a sharp dismay, And, answering to the call, The insect chorus swells and dies away With a fine piping noise. As if some younger singing notes cried out, As do mischievous boys— Startling their playmates with a pained voice, Or sudden thrilling shout, Followed by laughters, full of little joys.
​Perchance a lurking breeze Springs, just awakened to its wayward play, Tossing the sober trees Into a frolic maze of ecstasies, And snatching at the gay Banners of Autumn, strews them where it please.
The sunset colors glow A second time in flame from out the wood, As bright and warm as though The vanished clouds had fallen, and lodged below Among the tree-tops, hued With all the colors of heaven's signal-bow.
The fitful breezes die Into a gentle whisper, and then sleep; And sweetly, mournfully, Starting to sight, in the transparent sky, Lone in the upper deep, Sad Hesper pours its beams upon the eye; And for one little hour, Holds audience with the lesser lights of heaven; Then to its western bower Descends in sudden darkness, as the flower That at the fall of Even Shuts its bright eye, and yields to slumber's power.
Soon, with a dusky face, Pensive and proud as an East Indian queen, And with a solemn grace, The moon ascends, and takes her royal place In the fair evening scene; While all the reverential stars, apace, Take up their march through the cool fields of space, And dead is the sweet Autumn day whose close we've seen.
# The New Penelope/A Lyric of Life

A LYRIC OF LIFE.
Said one to me: "I seem to be— Like a bird blown out to sea, In the hurricane's wild track— Lost, wing-weary, beating back Vainly toward a fading shore, It shall rest on nevermore."
Said I: "Betide, some good ships ride, Over all the waters wide; Spread your wings upon the blast, Let it bear you far and fast: In some sea, serene and blue, Succor-ships are waiting you."
This soul then said: "Would I were dead— Billows rolling o'er my head! Those that sail the ships will cast Storm-waifs back into the blast; Omens evil will they call What the hurricane lets fall."
For my reply: "Beneath the sky Countless isles of beauty lie: Waifs upon the ocean thrown, After tossings long and lone, To those blessed shores have come, Finding there love, heaven, and home."
This soul to me: "The seething sea, Tossing hungry under me, ​I fear to trust; the ships I fear; I see no isle of beauty near; The sun is blotted out—no more 'T will shine for me on any shore."
Once more I said: "Be not afraid; Yield to the storm without a dread; For the tree, by tempests torn From its native soil, is borne Green, to where its ripened fruit Gives a sturdy forest-root.
"That which we lose, we think we choose, Oft, from slavery to use. Shocks that break our chains, tho' rude, Open paths to highest good: Wise, my sister soul, is she Who takes of life the proffered key."
# The New Penelope/A Summer Day

A SUMMER DAY.
Fade not, sweet day! Another hour like this— So full of tranquil bliss— May never come my way, I walk in paths so shadowed and so cold: But stay thou, darling hour, Nor stint thy gracious power To smile away the clouds that me enfold: Oh stay! when thou art gone, I shall be lost and lone.
Lost, lone, and sad; And troubled more and more, By the dark ways, and sore, In which my feet are led;— Alas, my heart, it was not always so! Therefore, O happy day, Haste not to fade away, Nor let pale night chill all thy tender glow— Thy rosy mists, that steep The violet hills in sleep—
​Thy airs of gold, That over all the plain, And fields of ripened grain, A shimmering glory hold,— The soft fatigue-dress of the drowsy sun; Dreaming, as one who goes To peace, and sweet repose, After a battle hardly fought, and won: Even so, my heart, to-day, Dream all thy fears away.
O happy tears, That everywhere I gaze, Jewel the golden maze, Flow on, till earth appears Worthy the soft perfection of this scene: Beat, heart, more soft and low, Creep, hurrying blood, more slow: Waste not one throb, to lose me the serene, Deep, satisfying bliss Of such an hour as this!
How like our dream, Of that delightful rest God keepeth for the blest, This lovely peace doth seem;— Perchance, my heart, He sent this gracious day, That when the dark and cold, Thy doubtful steps enfold, Thou, may'st remember, and press on thy way, Nor faint midway the gloom That lies this side the tomb.
All, all in vain, Sweet day, do I entreat To stay thy wingéd feet; The gloom, the cold, the pain, ​Gather me back as thou dost pale and fade; Yet in my heart I make A chamber for thy sake, And keep thy picture in warm color laid:— Thy memory, happy day, Thou can'st not take away.
# The Novels and Letters of Jane Austen/Volume 11/Letters of Jane Austen, Part 1/Letter 15

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Steventon: Friday (December 28).
My dear Cassandra,
Frank is made. He was yesterday raised to the rank of Commander, and appointed to the “Petterel” sloop, now at Gibraltar. A letter from Daysh has just announced this, and as it is confirmed by a very friendly one from Mr. Mathew to the same effect, transcribing one from Admiral Gambier to the General, we have no reason to suspect the truth of it.
As soon as you have cried a little for joy, you may go on, and learn farther that the India House have taken Captain Austen’s petition into consideration—this comes from Daysh—and likewise that Lieutenant Charles John Austen ​is removed to the “Tamar” frigate—this comes from the Admiral. We cannot find out where the “Tamar” is, but I hope we shall now see Charles here at all events.
This letter is to be dedicated entirely to good news. If you will send my father an account of your washing and letter expenses, &c., he will send you a draft for the amount of it, as well as for your next quarter, and for Edward’s rent. If you don’t buy a muslin gown now on the strength of this money and Frank’s promotion, I shall never forgive you.
Mrs. Lefroy has just sent me word that Lady Dorchester meant to invite me to her ball on January 8, which, though an humble blessing compared with what the last page records, I do not consider as any calamity.
I cannot write any more now, but I have written enough to make you very happy, and therefore may safely conclude.
Yours affectionately,
Jane.
Miss Austen, Godmersham Park.