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# Domestic Encyclopædia (1802)/Sparrow

Edition of 1802.
​SPARROW, the Common, or Domestic, Fringilla domestica, L. a well-known bird, which abounds in Britain, particularly in the vicinity of villages and towns.
Sparrows construct their nest beneath the eaves, and in the holes ​of walls, roofs, especially in those of willow-trees, where they lay five or six eggs of a pale-reddish colour, spotted with brown. These birds are very crafty, and voracious; committing great depredations in corn-fields, where they partake of every species of grain: on the other hand, they are also useful, by devouring numerous worms, insects, and particularly the green caterpillar. But, in situations where sparrows are very troublesome from their numbers, they may be easily taken, by constructing a trap of unpeeled oziers, about two feet in diameter, nine inches deep; and resembling in its form a fish-pot. The tunnel is somewhat dished, having an inverted cone in the centre, which extends to within the space of one inch from the bottom of such basket; the opening, formed by the points of the twigs, being an inch in diameter. This trap must be baited with wheat, or other grain; and, when the birds have entered through the internal aperture of the cone, they cannot escape.
For the protection of fields, gardens, and especially of wall-fruit, from these predatory birds, we can suggest the following expedient. Slips or pieces of spangle-metal (plate-foil) six inches long, and three broad, should be suspended on long poles by means of strings, about half a yard in length, and fastened to the top: by the agitation of the wind, they will occasion a continual crackling noise, which is so terrifying to sparrows, that they will not venture to approach the vicinity of such scare-crows: in fields, however, the latter ought to be placed at a distance of about 12 or 15 yards square from each other.
# West Publishing Co. v. Mead Data Central, Inc.

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UNITED STATES COURT OF APPEALS FOR THE EIGHTH CIRCUIT 799 F.2d 1219 West Publishing Co. v. Mead Data Central, Inc.
* Opinion of the Court, by the Hon. Justice Arnold, Circuit Judge
* Opinion concurring in part and dissenting in part, by the Hon. John W. Oliver, Senior United States District Judge for the Western District of Missouri, sitting by designation.
# West River Bridge Company v. Dix/Dissent Wayne

* Court Documents
* Case Syllabus
* Opinion of the Court
* Dissenting Opinion Wayne
* Separate Opinions McLean Woodbury
United States Supreme Court
47 U.S. 507
West River Bridge Company v. Dix
Mr. Justice WAYNE delivered a dissenting opinion.
The West River Bridge Company, Plaintiffs in error, v. Joseph Dix, and the Towns of Brattleboro' and Dummerston in the County of Windham.
This cause same on to be heard on the transcript of the record from the Supreme Court of Judicature of the State of Vermont, and was argued by counsel. On consideration whereof, it is now here ordered and adjudged by this court, that the judgment of the said Supreme Court in this cause be and the same is hereby affirmed, with costs.
The West River Bridge Company, Plaintiffs in error, v. The Towns of Brattleboro' and Dummerston, in the County of Windham, and Joseph Dix, Asa Boyden, and Phineas Underwood.
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# West Side Belt Railroad Company v. Pittsburgh Construction Company

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United States Supreme Court
219 U.S. 92
West Side Belt Railroad Company v. Pittsburgh Construction Company
Argued: December 5, 1910. --- Decided: January 3, 1911
Mr. Thomas Patterson for plaintiffs in error.
[Argument of Counsel from pages 93-95 intentionally omitted]
Messrs. Samuel McClay and Edwin W. Smith for defendant in error.
[Argument of Counsel from page 95 intentionally omitted]
Mr. Justice McKenna delivered the opinion of the court:

## Notes

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# West River Bridge Company v. Dix

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United States Supreme Court
47 U.S. 507
West River Bridge Company v. Dix

## Notes

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# War Pictures

A SELECTION
OF
WAR LYRICS.
WITH ILLUSTRATIONS ON WOOD
BY
F. O. C. DARLEY.
NEW YORK:
JAMES G. GREGORY, 540, BROADWAY.
M.DCCC.LXIV.
Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1864,
By JAMES G. GREGORY,
in the Clerk's Office of the District Court of the United States, for the Southern District of New York.
CONTENTS.
| | | PAGE |
| All Quiet along the Potomac | By Ethel Lynn Beers. | 5 |
| The Color-Sergeant | A. D. F. Randolph. | 8 |
| The Cavalry Charge | Edmund C. Stedman. | 12 |
| The Little Drummer | R. H. Stoddard. | 14 |
| "Picciola" | Anonymous. | 19 |
| On the Shores of Tennessee | E. L. Beers. | 22 |
| On Board the Cumberland | George H. Boker. | 26 |
# War Drums (Sass)/Foreword

This book is not history. It is romance. But the inlets of Edisto harboured many a pirate in the old days; the traders' caravans travelled the Great Wilderness Path from Charles Town to the mountain kingdom of the Cherokees; there were wilderness hunters whose long rifles seldom missed, and pedagogues who were as clever with their swords as with their pens. On sea and land there were battles and flights and duels and ambuscades. There were girls who were beautiful and brave; and there was a young chief of the Muskogee Confederacy who knew his Homer and Horace and doubtless The Faerie Queene—a chief who had in his veins the blood of France and Scotland and the ancient Family of the Wind. The golden spiders still spin their shining webs at "Stanwicke Hall." The egrets still whiten the trees in Great Santee. Sani'gilagi is still a noble mountain, though this, its true name, is forgotten. The time-stained books of the old chroniclers paint a marvellous wilderness, as marvellous as that which is pictured here.
# War Guilt Information Program (Intra-Section Memorandum)

This work is in the public domain in the United States because it is a work of the United States federal government (see 17 U.S.C. 105).
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# War Pictures/All Quiet along the Potomac

A version of the lyrics "Along the Potomac"
"ALL QUIET ALONG THE POTOMAC."
"All quiet along the Potomac," they say, "Except now and then a stray picket Is shot, as he walks on his beat, to and fro,
By a rifleman hid in the thicket.
'Tis nothing—a private or two, now and then,
Will not count in the news of the battle;
Not an officer lost—only one of the men,
Moaning out, all alone, the death-rattle."
​All quiet along the Potomac to-night, Where the soldiers lie peacefully dreaming; Their tents in the rays of the clear autumn moon, Or the light of the watch-fires are gleaming. A tremulous sigh as the gentle night-wind Through the forest leaves softly is creeping; While the stars up above, with their glittering eyes, Keep guard—for the army while sleeping.
There's only the sound of the lone sentry's tread, As he tramps from the rock to the fountain, And thinks of the two on the low trundle-bed, Far away in the cot on the mountain. His musket falls slack—his face, dark and grim, Grows gentle with memories tender, As he mutters a prayer for the children asleep,— and their mother,—may Heaven defend her!
The moon seems to shine just as brightly as then, That night, when the love yet unspoken Leaped up to his lips,—when low murmured vows Were pledged to be ever unbroken. Then drawing his sleeve roughly over his eyes, He dashes off tears that are welling, And gathers his gun closer up to its place, As if to keep down the heart-swelling!
He passes the fountain, the blasted pine-tree— The footstep is lagging and weary; Yet onward he goes, through the broad belt of light, Towards the shades of the forest so dreary. Hark! was it the night-wind that rustled the leaves? Was it moonlight so wondrously flashing? It looked like a rifle—"Ha! Mary, good-by!" And the life-blood is ebbing and plashing. ******
No sound save the rush of the river; While soft falls the dew on the face of the dead— The picket's off duty forever.
# Verses (Baughan)/Twilight by the Sea

TWILIGHT BY THE SEA
Above the weary world is spread A sky of gentle grey, And Eve’s unhasting footstep creeps Across the quiet bay. The waves along the beach Plash ever, each on each.
The cliffs defiant brow takes on A tenderer look; the wail Of the wild sea-birds dies away; Sleep folds her gradual veil Earth’s tired eyes around, But still the seawaves sound.
​The daisies purse their petals up, The lambs to shelter creep; Man, putting off his toil, puts on The nothingness of sleep. Still, still upon the shore The waves their music pour.
Deep grows the dusk. You cannot see One crest or column shine. Yet still the unceasing voice on voice Attests the unending line Of homebound waves that come Surely and safely home.
Ay, waves so many! and not one, O’er trackless leagues and vast By nature sent to seek the shore, But finds the shore at last! —God! God! would men were free With no less liberty!
# Verses (Shorter)/A Cry in the World

From Verses (1893).
A CRY IN THE WORLD.
Kine, kine, in the meadows, why do you low so piteously? High is the grass to your knees and wet with the dew of the morn, Sweet with the perfume of honey, and breath of the clover blossoms; But the sad-eyed kine on the hillside see no joy in the day newborn. ‘Man, man has bereft us and taken our young ones from us; Thus we call in the eve, call through night to the break of day, That they may hear and answer; so we find no peace in the meadows. Our hearts are sad with hunger for the love man stole away.’
Bird, bird, on the tree-top, my heart doth sigh for thy music; In the glad air of morn and promise of summer, rejoice!
Thy head droops low on thy breast, half hid in thy ruffled feathers, The grove is lone for thy singing, O bird of the silver voice! ‘Man, man has bereft me, stolen my nestlings from me, Wrecked the soft home we built ’mid the budding blossoms of spring. My mate’s brown wings grow red in vain beating the bars of her prison; With heart so full of longing and mourning, how can I sing?’
Seal, in the cliff’s shadow, why are thine eyes so mournful? Come from the gloom and the echo of the sea’s sighs in the cave, Sink down into deeper waters ’mid the hidden flowers of the ocean, Or seek the splash and sparkle ’neath the snowy break of the wave. ‘Man, man has bereft me, robbed me of those my loved ones; Alone, I find no gladness; alone, where is joy for me In the silvery flash of the fish or the wonderful gardens of coral? My eyes grow dim with watching the desolate waste of the sea!’
Woman, king of the world is the babe you hush with sobbing,
King of all that is living in air or sea, or on land.
Therefore why do you kiss with lips that are dumb with sorrow?
Your tear-drops falling cold have chilled the little hand.
This is the soul’s proud right, the earth given into his keeping;
And all that lives thereon must come to his feet a slave. Mother, why do you flee with haggard eyes in the morning?
To answer with white face hid in the grass of a baby’s grave.
# Verses (Shorter)/A Fairy Prince

From Verses (1893).
A FAIRY PRINCE.
Prince Charming, when the wizard's wand Had wrecked for aye my fairyland; Had razed my castles to the earth, And killed my child's heart with his mirth; Then weeds grew rank where flowers had been, And slow snakes flashed their length between.
Prince Charming, when the darkness came, With many tears I called your name, And ‘Give me back my fairyland!’ You took me by the willing hand Ere day had lit the dawn's pale flame; You left me when the darkness came.
Prince Charming, spite of wizard's wand. You said you'd find my fairyland. I open eyes too sad for tears— Nought but an open grave appears.
# Verses (Shorter)/A Recompense

From Verses (1893).
A RECOMPENSE.
I raised my hands against my fate, I struck her frowning brows between; ‘I will be good, I will be great, No matter what has been.
‘What care I if before my time Dead men their passions left to me? Can I not tune my life to rhyme From discord played by thee?’
She struck my pencil from my grasp, And here my first ambition ends. How bitterly the loss unmans! She had so many friends.
Love saw my struggle and was glad; For love’s sweet sake I struggled on, Till love grew tired loving, then I cursed the sun that shone.
‘I’ll strive no more against my fate,’ I said, ‘I will give up, go down—’ But friendship caught my idle hands And would not let me drown.
For friendship’s sake I tried once more, Till love stole friendship from my side; I cursed the friend that gained the boon That was to me denied.
The hound that followed at my heel Looked up with eyes so full of love kissed the curly brows between And blessed the God above.
# Verses (Shorter)

VERSES
VERSES
BY
DORA SIGERSON
LONDON
ELLIOT STOCK, 62, PATERNOSTER ROW, E.C.
1893
CONTENTS
PAGE
Elliot Stock, Paternoster Row, London.
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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# Verses (Shorter)/A Moth

From Verses (1893).
A MOTH.
I, like a moth to the candle, Am chained by a glance from your eye. If I shun you, the world is in darkness; If I seek my desire, I die.
I hide 'neath the wings of my fancy, I seek out my room's darkest shade; Your shining still follows me ever, Till I fly to my doom unafraid.
And yet, in my seeking I shun you, In shunning I seek for love's sake; My wings will draw near you, not save me, Like a bird's 'neath the eye of a snake.
Have pity; I watched from my shadow A brother's wings fall 'neath your touch. Loved you not the joy of his flitting? Or is pride's cold victory such
That you laugh as he crawls from your glances, Or dies in his pain at your feet, So hopeless, untrusting, despairing, Now hating the light that was sweet?
Have pity; a hand in its kindness Once opened the casement to me, ‘Go forth, foolish fly, for your life's sake. Go forth ! in the night you are free.
‘God's lamps in the Heavens are glowing, More fair is their lighting than this That was lit with a spark from man's fingers. Go forth! lest you die in a kiss.’
The light of the stars could not reach me, The warmth of your flame on my heart, Too kind in their pity to wall me, The fingers that saved were apart.
Have mercy, my life that my death is. Blind, blind to your shining I fly. If I shun you, the world is in darkness. If I seek you, God help me! I die.
# Verses (Baughan)/Trafalgar Square

TRAFALGAR SQUARE
Strong isle of stillness ’mid a roaring Sea! Like some great Queen thy solitude doth stand, Deigning with quiet majesty and grand To front these wild waves of Humanity. How proud a privilege is granted thee! All round thou see’st the mighty flood expand, Hear’st its hoarse voice of thunderous command, Know’st all its power; yet from that power art free!
Man’s joy, Man’s woe, his hunger and his wealth, For ever art thou contemplating these; Yet still thy fountains the air with health, Above the glaring pavement dream thy trees. —Could but my soul, herself as free from strife, As fully face each fact of human life!
# Verses (Shorter)/A Changeling

From Verses (1893).
A CHANGELING.
My Future lay cradled asleep; I kissed the sweet mouth and she smiled With a promise of all she should be, Womanhood crowning the child—
Her wings that would grow with her growth, Till they bore her to heaven at last; When she queened in the world awhile, Then all the sweet mockery past.
So closing my eyes while I dreamt. Thus praying on her behalf, I could but think I had slept. For I woke with an elfin laugh.
What fairy had crept through the door To leave me this changeling child. Who looked on my tears with a laugh. And mocked at my prayers as she smiled?
# Verses (Shorter)/A Misunderstanding

From Verses (1893).
A MISUNDERSTANDING.
I crave of you pardon to-day, Yesterday I was mad when I spoke; But the dream of our friendship was fair, And my heart seemed to die when I woke.
I forgot when the fair image grew Till a goddess's beauty it bore, That the beautiful moulding was mine, The clay was but clay as before.
I slept by a fountain one eve, And thirsting awakened to drink; But the waters I dreamt of were gone, The young grass lay dead on the brink.
Did I think that the sun of to-day Would shine out to-morrow as fair? Did I vow this sweet breeze would return. That now lifts with soft fingers my hair?
Then I were a fool so to dream: So, friend, grant your pardon to me. She I loved and I lost was not you, But what I had wished you to be.
# Dictionary of the Swatow dialect/khut
### khutkhut

* 屈khut458445
* To bend; to crouch; to put upon; to wrong; grievance.

#### ẃn-khut;

    to oppress.

#### ẃn-khut sí nâng;

    kill by oppression.

#### sĭu khut sí;

    killed by oppression.

#### sĭu m̄ khṳ̀;

    will not suffer oppression.

#### khut chek;

    bend the knee.

#### cṳ̆-lâi m̄ pat khut chek khîu nâng;

    has never before bent the knee to plead with anybody.

#### hâm wn sĭu khut;

    endure wrong and suffer outrage.

#### tăi-cĭang-hu lêng khut, lêng sin;

    a great man can either stoop or stand.

#### khut cóiⁿ;

    bend the fingers.

#### khut kha;

    bend the knee.

#### kha chun tît, màiⁿ khut;

    stretch your leg out straight, don’t bend it.

#### i hṳ́ lăi kâi lō-kèⁿ khut-khut khiok-khiok;

    the paths in there are very devious.

#### mùa-khí khut kè cá cē lâi;

    demean yourself so far as to come early to-morrow.

#### khut cêk mêⁿ;

    sat in a crouching position all night.

#### tŏ̤ cûn tèng khut cêk jît;

    was cramped up in the boat all day.

#### cĭam chíaⁿ khut sin tŏ̤ i kò̤;

    temporarily submit to suffer in his employ.

#### nā cí-kò̤ cĭam khut cē;

    stay cramped up here temporarily.

#### m̄-hó̤ khut suah phêng jîn;

    do not wrongfully kill an innocent man.

#### cía khah khut tîeh lṳ́;

    this is putting too much upon you.

#### i m̄ khut nâng;

    he wrongs nobody.

#### cí câng hue khut cò̤ cêk ciah cío;

    bend this shrub into tho shape of a bird.

#### cí câng chīu khut cò̤ cêk ciah chĭeⁿ;

    force this tree into the likeness of an elephant.
* 窟khut4451168
* Holes in the ground.

#### líu cêk kâi khut;

    dig a pit.

#### lô̤h khṳ̀ khut tói sói-êk;

    go down into a pool to bathe.

#### khṳ̀ khut-tèng lîah hṳ̂;

    go to the hollows among the rocks to catch fish.

#### hṳ́-kò̤ sĭ sí uâng khut;

    that is a beastly hole.

#### múaⁿ-tī-kò̤ kâi kau-khut lóng-cóng cúi múaⁿ-múaⁿ;

    the ditches everywhere are full of water.

#### cí cho̤h ûeh-chṳ́ sĭ to̤ khut-tèng lîah kâi;

    these bull-heads were caught in a pool.
* 沒khût606854
* To finish one’s course; not know what to do; at bay; in extremity.

#### káu jīo kàu khût thâu-lō, i cū àiⁿ hûe-tńg lâi kă;

    a dog driven to bay will turn around and bite.

#### i cē kàu lō-mn̂g-khût cū mih sṳ̄ to khṳ̀ cò̤;

    when driven to desperation he will do any sort of thing.

#### i hìeⁿ sî kâi lō khût căi;

    his way was then very much hedged in.

#### i cí nŏ kâi gûeh cn̂g kâi khût lō, chŵn bô̤ cîⁿ-mn̂g hó̤ thàng;

    he has not known what to do these past two months, having no chance whatever to earn anything.
# Dictionary of the Swatow dialect/khwt
### khwtkhwt

* 闋khwt4491699
* Terminated.

#### hôk khwt;

    to lay aside mourning.

#### i kâi hôk khwt a būe?

    Is he out of mourning yet?
# Dictionary of the Swatow dialect/khṳt
### khṳtkhṳt

* 乞khṳt39552
* To beg; to ask alms; to intreat humbly.

#### khṳt cîah;

    to beg for food.

#### cêk khûn khṳt-kài lâi khṳt cîⁿ;

    a swarm of medicants came asking alms.

#### în koi khîu-khṳt;

    to beg in the streets.

#### hôk khṳt ṳn cún;

    prostrate one's self and humbly beg for mercy.

#### chit sek khṳt khá;

    on the seventh night of the seventh month beg the weaver goddess for skill in needlework.
* 給khṳt3931206
* To allow one the opportunity; to give; to afford.

#### khṳt úa lâi khùi;

    let me go.

#### cŏ̤ khṳ̀ cē, kò̤ khṳt úa cŏ̤;

    sit along a little and make room for me.

#### àiⁿ khîeh khṳt i a m̄?

    Are you going to give it to him or not?

#### màiⁿ khṳt i jîp lâi;

    do not let him come in.

#### khṳt i khṳ̀ sĭeⁿ cē;

    let him go and think it over.

#### sĭ úa chin chíu khîeh khṳt i kâi;

    it is the one I gave him with my own hand.

#### àiⁿ sàng khṳt tīa-tîang?

    To whom are you going to give it?

#### i m̄ hàuⁿ khṳt úa thóiⁿ;

    he will not let me see it.

#### hàm i tîeh khṳt úa thóiⁿ kàu hâh ì, cìaⁿ àiⁿ;

    tell him he must let me look at it till I am satisfied that it suits me, then I will take it.

#### i bô̤ khṳt úa cai;

    he did not let me know.

#### khṳt i chì-thóiⁿ hó̤ mē;

    let him try it and see if it is good.

#### lṳ́ taⁿ hó̤ khṳt úa khṳ̀, ē jît úa cū lâi;

    let me go now and I will come another day.
* 橜khṳ̂t4467512
* A stake; a stanchion; a peg.

#### tèng cêk ki khṳ̂t;

    drive a stake.

#### ceng-seⁿ khṳ̀ pâk pàng hṳ́ khṳ̂t kò̤;

    go and tether the animal to that stake.

#### cí ki khṳ̂t khah sòi ki m̄ hó̤ pâk;

    this post is too small to tie to.

#### tèng ki khṳ̂t tŏ̤ toi-kha hó̤ pâk cûn;

    drive a stake in the bank to fasten the boat to.

#### chîeⁿ-tèng tèng ki khṳ̂t hó̤ pák mûeh;

    drive a large peg in the wall to fasten things to.
# Dictionary of the Swatow dialect/khṳn

* 芹khṳ̂n4031404
* Celery, parsley, and similar plants.

## khṳ̂n-chài;

    celery.

## iam khṳ̂n-chài;

    put dressing upon celery.
* 囷khṳ̂n420315
* A stack; to stack np; to pile.

## khṳ̂n kàu cêk koiⁿ chek tĭⁿ-tĭⁿ;

    heaped full of paddy.

## cí cêk khṳ̂n cháu tōa khṳ̂n căi;

    this stack of weeds is a big one.

## thiaⁿ piⁿ khṳ̂n cêk khṳ̂n hun-kuah;

    on one side of the main room a pile of sweet potatoes was piled.

## cêk khṳ̂n tāu-khoih;

    a pile of pea-pods.
# Dictionary of the Swatow dialect/kiah
### kiahkiah

* 撬kiah3756412
* To pry at sidewise, as in picking a Chinese door.

#### khṳt châk kiah mn̂g jîp khṳ̀;

    had his door pried open by a thief, who got in.

#### mn̂g li khṳt châk kiah khui, mûeh li bŏi m̄ kìⁿ;

    the door was pried open by a thief, but nothing was missing. ​
* 揭kiah378649
* To bring to mind; to make known; to borrow.

#### kiah toaⁿ;

    a promissory note.

#### kiah hăng;

    debts; liabilities.

#### kiah sìo;

    borrowed moneys.

#### ŭ kiah hío chut lâi a būe?

    Has the list of successful candidates been published yet?

#### tó̤ hṳ́-kò̤ kiah ŭ kîeh cōi ngṳ̂n?

    How much money did he get there ?
* 撥kiah7086412
* To open up, or out; to spread or distribute around; to lift; to separate by a jerk.

#### kiah khui;

    to lift apart; to thrust aside; to open up as to the air or to the light.

#### kiah khui pò-lîam cū thóiⁿ-kìⁿ;

    lifted the curtain and saw it.

#### cúa kiah khui khṳt i lā;

    lift the bundles of paper out and spread them so that they will air.

#### kiah tōa lâk cū kiah tit khui;

    lift with force and then you can lift them apart.
* 屐kîah392447
* A patten; a wooden shoe or clog, used in rainy weather.

#### chēng sang kâi âng phûe kîah;

    wear a pair of pattens with red upper leathers.

#### khôk-khôk-kìe, chēng sang châ-thâu kîah cū lâi;

    came clamping along in a pair of wooden clogs.

#### cang kîah;

    pattens made from the fiber of the coir palm.

#### úai cîh kiah kha;

    broke the heel off the patten by stepping on the side of the foot.

#### ciap kîah kha;

    put a new sipport under the patten.

#### tèng kîah phò;

    a shop when clogs are made.

#### kîah kha ìn lío kâi ūi kâi ūi;

    tracks made with muddy pattens.

#### thô téng kâi kîah ūi kâi kîah ūi;

    tracks made with pattens on the mud.

#### kîah-kíaⁿ khà cheng-khih, cò̤ i khṳ̀;

    shook the dust off his pattens and went.