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# The Records of the Federal Convention of 1787/Volume 3/Appendix A/LXIV

​LXIV. W.R. Davie to James Iredell.
Philadelphia, July 17, 1787.
The two great characters you inquire after move with inconceivable circumspection. This hint will satisfy you. Their situations, though dissimilar, are both peculiar and delicate.
I shall not stay until the business is finished. I am sorry it will be out of my power. As soon as the general principles are established I shall set out.
# The Records of the Federal Convention of 1787/Volume 3/Appendix A/LX

​ LX. William Blount to Governor Caswell.
New York, July 10th, 1787
On the 18th of June Mr. Hawkins & myself left this for Philadelphia, on my arrival I took my seat in Convention and he agreed for his passage to Petersburg. After having been there a few days, we received a Letter from Charles Thomson informing us that our presence would Complete Seven States in Congress and that a Congress was absolutely Necessary for the great purpose of the Union. Whereupon we returned here on the 4th Instant & formed a Congress and we Considered ourselves bound to Continue until some other State comes up, of which we are in hourly Expectation, and then I shall proceed to the Convention and he will return home.
I conceived it more for the benefit and honor of the State, in which Opinion my Colleagues in the Convention agreed, to return with Mr. Hawkins and represent the State in Congress than to Continue in the Convention especially as my Colleagues in that Body were Generally unanimous and Competent to the Purposes of their Mission. In this instance I hope my Conduct will meet the approbation of Your Excellency and my fellow Citizens.
# The Records of the Federal Convention of 1787/Volume 3/Appendix A/LXV

​LXV. James Madison to Thomas Jefferson.
Philada. July 18. 1787.
The Convention continue to sit, and have been closely employed since the Commencemt. of the Session. I am still under the mortification of being restrained from disclosing any part of their proceedings. As soon as I am at liberty I will endeavor to make amends for my silence, and if I ever have the pleasure of seeing you shall be able to give you pretty full gratification. I have taken lengthy notes of every thing that has yet passed, and mean to go on with the drudgery, if no indisposition obliges me to discontinue it. It is not possible to form any judgment of the future duration of the Session. I am led by sundry circumstances to guess that the residue of the work will not be very quickly despatched. The public mind is very impatient for ye event, and various reports are circulating which tend to inflame Curosity. I do not learn however that any discontent is expressed at the concealment; and have little doubt that the people will be as ready to receive as we shall be able to propose, a Government that will secure their liberties & happiness.
# The Records of the Federal Convention of 1787/Volume 3/Appendix A/LVIII

​LVIII. Edmund Randolph’s Suggestion for Conciliating the Small States.
communicated by Mr. Randolph, July 10. as an accomodating proposition to small States
(This & the following paper to be in an appendix)
1. Resolvd. that in the second branch each State have one vote in the following cases,
    1. in granting exclusive rights to Ports.
    2. in subjecting vessels or seamen of the U. States to tonnage, duties or other impositions
    3. in regulating the navigation of Rivers
    4. in regulating the rights to be enjoyed by citizens of one State in the other States.
    5. in questions arising on the guarantee of territory
    6. in declaring war or taking measures for subduing a Rebellion
    7. in regulating Coin
    8. in establishing & regulating the post office
    9. in the admission of new States into the Union
    10. in establishing rules for the government of the Militia
    11. in raising a regular army
    12. in the appointment of the Executive
    13. in fixing the seat of Government
That in all other cases the right of suffrage be proportioned according to an equitable rule of representation.
2. that for the determination of certain important questions in the 2d branch, a greater number of votes than a mere majority be requisite
3. that the people of each State ought to retain the perfect right of adopting from time to time such forms of republican Government as to them may seem best, and of making all laws not contrary to the articles of Union; subject to the supremacy of the General Government in those instances only in which that supremacy shall be expressly declared by the articles of the Union.
4. That altho’ every negative given to the law of a particular State shall prevent its operation, any State may appeal to the national Judiciary against a negative; and that such negative if adjudged to be contrary to the power granted by the articles of the Union, shall be void
5. that any individual conceiving himself injured or oppressed by the partiality or injustice of a law of any particular State may resort to the National Judiciary, who may adjudge such law to be void, if found contrary to the principles of equity and justice.
# The Records of the Federal Convention of 1787/Volume 3/Appendix A/LXI

LXI. Edmund Randolph to Beverley Randolph, L’t-Governor
Phila. July 12, 1787
The Deputation here have desired me to obtain a further sum of money. I have accordingly drawn for one hundred pounds, which the Executive will oblige us by paying.…
    By attendance on the Convention, together with travelling Expences from 6th of May inclusive, to 19th July inclusive, being 74 days, at 6 dollars per day, which are equal to 444 dollars; which are equal to………£133. 4.
# The Records of the Federal Convention of 1787/Volume 3/Appendix A/LXVI

​LXVI. Hugh Williamson to James Iredell.
Philadelphia, July 22d, 1787.
After much labor the Convention have nearly agreed on the principles and outlines of a system, which we hope may fairly be called an amendment of the Federal Government. This system we expect will, in three or four days, be referred to a small committee, to be properly dressed; and if we like it when clothed and equipped, we shall submit it to Congress; and advise them to recommend it to the hospitable reception of the States. I expect that some time in September we may put the last hand to this work. And as Congress can have nothing to do with it but put the question—pass or not pass,—I am in hopes that the subject may be matured in such time as to be laid before our Assembly at its next session. … Two delegates from New Hampshire arrived yesterday, so that we have every State except Rhode Island.
# The Records of the Federal Convention of 1787/Volume 3/Appendix A/LXVII

​LXVII. Benjamin Franklin to John Paul Jones.
Philada. July 22, 1787.
Be pleased to present my Respects to him, and acquaint him that the Convention goes on well, and that there is hope of great Good to result from their Counsels.—I intended to have wrote to him: but three Days Illness from which I have hardly recovered have prevented me.
# The New Student's Reference Work/Cheyenne

See also Cheyenne, Wyoming on Wikipedia, and the disclaimer.
​ Cheyenne (shī′ĕn′), the capital of Wyoming. It was founded in 1867, when the Union Pacific Railroad reached that point. It has large railroad shops, is a supply-point for surrounding ranches and mining camps, and is a shipping place of beef-cattle. Many cattle-men and mine-owners live here. Population, 11,320.
# The New Student's Reference Work/Chillicothe, O.

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Chil′lico′the, O., an attractive city and railroad center, the capital of Ross County, Ohio, situated on the Scioto River, 50 miles south of Columbus and 100 miles east of Cincinnati. The Ohio Canal and the Marietta & Cincinnati and Scioto Valley railroads traverse the town. At the beginning of the last century, it for a decade was the capital of Ohio. It possesses some fine public buildings, including schools, courthouse and public library. Its manufactories include carriage works, paper mills, flour mills and the manufacture of farm implements. Population, 14,508.
# The New Student's Reference Work/Cheops

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​Che′ops. See Pyramids.
# The New Student's Reference Work/Chevy Chase

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​ Chevy Chase. See Ballads.
# The New Student's Reference Work/Cheyennes

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​ Cheyennes, a tribe of Indians belonging to the great Algonquin family. They were found by the travelers, Lewis and Clarke, in 1803, on the Cheyenne River near the Black Hills. The tribe afterward divided, one part remaining in the north, joining the Sioux and fighting against the Crows; the other going south to the Arkansas and joining the Arapahoes. Treaties were made between both bands and the United States; but failure to carry out a treaty made in 1861 and an inhuman attack, made in 1864, by whites on what is known as Sand Creek village, killing 100 Cheyenne men, women and children drove the tribe into the field against the whites for the first time. This war cost the government many lives and about $30,000,000. The troops of General Hancock and Custer, in 1867, forced them to go on a reservation. The Cheyennes do not take kindly to schools. They number about 3,500.
# The New Student's Reference Work/Chemotropism

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​Chemot′ropism (kē̇-mŏt′rō̇-pĭz’m), the sensitiveness of a plant to a onesided chemical stimulus (see Irritability) to which it responds by changing the rate of its growth in certain regions, and thereby putting the part affected in a new position with respect to the diffusing particles. It differs from chemotaxis only in the nature of the reaction. Diffusing gases or solutes (but usually the latter) may effect the reaction. Thus the growth of the germ-tubes arising from growing spores of fungi is directed by their chemotropism. When, for example, a spore falls upon a leaf on or in which the fungus can develop, it sprouts, and when the young germ-tubes reach the stomata (which see), they turn in and ramify in the interior. Or they may penetrate an epidermal cell at once. It has been shown in both cases that the directive influence is the presence of foods in the leaf. The pollen-tubes are similarly controlled in their growth down the style to the ovules (see Fertilization).
# The New Student's Reference Work/Cherbourg

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​Cherbourg. See Breakwater.
# The New Student's Reference Work/Chilkoot Pass

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Chil′koot Pass. This pass is in eastern Alaska, on the trail leading from Lynn Inlet and the ports of Dyer and Skagway, to the gold fields of the Klondike and other interior points. It starts in Alaska, but the highest point is just over the Canadian border; and here the British have their customhouse. There is a cable which pulls up the loads of the intending miners at this point. The varied types of humanity and the presence of a custom-house in this wild spot amid the snows give this port a picturesque character of which many have written.
# The New Student's Reference Work/Cheviot Hills

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​ Cheviot (chē′vḗ-ŭt) Hills, a mountain range in Northumberland and Roxburgh Counties, on the English and Scotch borders, 35 miles long. These hills are used as pasture-lands by the fine Cheviot breed of sheep. Here were fought many bloody battles between the Scotch and the English, and the name is commemorated in the famous old ballad of Chevy Chase.
# The Poetical Works of William Motherwell/I Met Wi' Her I Luved Yestreen

I Met Wi' Her I Luved Yestreen.
I met wi' her I luved yestreen, I met her wi' a look o' sorrow; My leave I took o' her for aye, A weddit bride she'll be the morrow!
She durst na gie ae smile to me, Nor drap ae word o* kindly feelin', Yet down her cheeks the bitter tears, In monie a pearly bead, were stealin'.
I could na my lost luve upbraid, Altho' my dearest hopes were blighted I could na say—'ye're fause to me!'— Tho' to anither she was plighted.
Like suthfast friens whom death divides, In Heaven to meet, we silent parted; Nae voice had we our griefs to speak, We felt sae lone and broken-hearted.
I'll hie me frae my native lan', Far frae thy blythesome banks o' Yarrow! Wae's me, I canna bide to see My winsome luve anither's marrow!
I'll hie me to a distant lan', Wi' down-cast ee and life-sick bosom, A wearie waste the warld's to me, Sin' I hae lost that bonnie blossom!
# The Poetical Works of William Motherwell/Friendship and Love

Friendship and Love.
Oft have I sighed for pleasure past, Oft wept for secret smarting— But far the heaviest drop of all That ever on my cheek did fall The tear was at our parting.
Why did our bosoms ever beat Harmonious with each other, If truest sympathies of soul Might broken be, perhaps the w'hole Concentred in another?
My fear it was w hen other scenes, With other tongues, and faces, Should greet thee, thou w'ould'st haply be Forgetful of our amity In old frequented places.
'Tis even so—the thrall of love, Past ties to thee seem common—
Well, hearts must yield to beauty rare, And proud-souled friendship hardly dare Contest the prize with woman!
Old friend, adieu! I blame thee not, Since fair guest fills thy bosom— Thy smiling love may flattered be Our bonds to know, and feel that she The pow'r had to unloose them!
Since thou surrenderest all for her, May she, with faith unshaken, Place every thought on thee alone, While he who Friendship's dream hath known, Must from that dream awaken!
# The Poetical Works of William Motherwell/Hope and Love

Hope and Love.
Through life on journeying, by its thorny paths, Or pleasant ways—its rank green hemlock wastes. Or roseate bowers—in utter loneliness, Or 'mid the din of busy multitudes— Two babes of beauty linger near us still— Twin Cherubim—that leave us not until We've passed the threshold of that crowded inn Which borders on Eternity! One doth point. With gleaming eye and finger tremulous, To clefts in azure, where the sunbeams slumber On couch of vermeil dye and amethyst, Bordered with flowers that never know decay; Where bring fountains, cool and argentine, Trill on in measured cadence, night and morn: The other, with an eye of sweet regard, And voice the spirit of pure melody, Sheds o'er the darkest track some ray of gladness— To elevate the heart, and nerve the soul, With unslacked sinews, vigorously to brave The perils of the unattempted road: Love, gentle Love—one fellow-pilgrim is— The other Hope—dear, never-dying Hope!— And they to churle, as well as keysour yield The tender ministering of faithful friends!
# The Poetical Works of William Motherwell/I Am Not Sad!

I Am Not Sad!
I am not sad, though sadness seem At times to cloud my brow; I cherished once a foolish dream— Thank Heaven, 'tis not so now. Truth's sunshine broke, And I awoke To feel 'twas right to bow To Fate's decree, and this my doom, The darkness of a Nameless Tomb.
I grieve not, though a tear may fill This glazed and vacant eye; Old thoughts will rise, do what we will, But soon again they die; An idle gush, And all is hush, The fount is soon run dry: And cheerly now I meet my doom, The darkness of a Nameless Tomb.
I am not mad, although I see Things of no better mould Than I myself am, greedily In Fame's bright page enrolled, That they may tell The story well, What shines may not be gold. No, no! content I court my doom, The darkness of a Nameless Tomb.
The luck is theirs—the loss is mine, And yet no loss at all; The mighty ones of eldest time, I ask where they did fall? Tell me the one Who e'er could shun Touch with Oblivion's pall? All bear with me an equal doom, The darkness of a Nameless Tomb.
Brave temple and huge pyramid, Hill sepulchred by art, The barrow acre-vast, where hid Moulders some Nimrod's heart;
Each monstrous birth Cumbers old earth, But acts a voiceless part, Resolving all to mine own doom, The darkness of a Nameless Tomb.
Tradition with her palsied hand, And purblind History, may Grope and guess well that in this land Some great one lived his day; And what is this, Blind hit or miss, But labour thrown away, For counterparts to mine own doom, The darkness of a Nameless Tomb?
I do not peak and pine away, Lo! this deep bowl I quaff; If sigh I do, you still must say It sounds more like a laugh. 'Tis not too late To separate The good seed from the chaff; And scoff at those who scorn my doom, The darkness of a Nameless Tomb.
I spend no sigh, I shed no tear, Though life's first dream is gone; And its bright picturings now appear Cold images of stone; I've learned to see The vanity Of lusting to be known, And gladly hail my changeless doom, The darkness of a Nameless Tomb!
# The Poetical Works of William Motherwell/Halbert the Grim

Halbert the Grim.
There is blood on that brow, There is blood on that hand; There is blood on that hauberk, And blood on that brand.
Oh! bloody all o'er is His war-cloak, I weet; He is wrapped in the cover Of murder's red sheet
There is pity in man— Is there any in him? No! ruth were a strange guest To Halbert the Grim.
The hardest may soften, The fiercest repent; But the heart of Grim Halbert May never relent.
Death doing on earth is For ever his cry; And pillage and plunder His hope in the sky!
'Tis midnight, deep midnight, And dark is the heaven; Sir Halbert, in mockery, Wends to be shriven.
He kneels not to stone, And he bends not to wood; But he swung round his brown blade, And hewed down the Rood!
He stuck his long sword, with Its point in the earth; And he prayed to its cross hilt, In mockery and mirth.
Thus lowly he louteth, And mumbles his beads; Then lightly he riseth, And homeward he speeds.
His steed hurries homewards, Darkling and dim; Right fearful it prances With Halbert the Grim.
Still fiercer it tramples, The spur gores its side; Now downward and downward Grim Halbert doth ride.
The brown wood is threaded, The grey flood is past. Yet hoarser and wilder Moans ever the blast.
No star lends its taper, No moon sheds her glow; For dark is the dull path That Baron must go.
Though starless the sky, and No moon shines abroad, Yet, flashing with fire, all At once gleams the road.
And his black steed, I trow,. As it galloped on, With a hot sulphur halo, And flame-flash all shone.
From eye and from nostril, Out gushed the pale flame, And from its chafed mouth, the Churned fire-froth came.
They are two! they are two!— They are coal-black as night, That now staunchly follow That grim Baron's flight.
In each lull of the wild blast, Out breaks their deep yell: 'Tis the slot of the Doomed One These hounds track so well.
Ho! downward, still downward, Sheer slopeth his way; No let hath his progress, No gate bids him stay.
No noise had his horse-hoof As onward it sped; But silent it fell, as The foot of the dead.
Now redder and redder Flares far its bright eye, And harsher these dark hounds Yell out their fierce cry.
Sheer downward! right downward I Then dashed life and limb, As careering to hell, Sunk Halbert the Grim!
# The Poetical Works of William Motherwell/Goe Deed Wi' Smylis the Cheek!

Goe Cleed Wi' Smylis the Cheek.
Goe deed wi' smylis the cheek, Goe fill wi' licht the eye— O vain when sorrows seek The fontis of bliss to drie!
Quhan Hope hath pyned away, Quhan carke and care haif sprung, Quhan hert hath faun a prey To grief that hed nae tongue; O then it is nae tyme To feinzie quliat we fele, Or wi' ane merrie chime, To droun the solemne peal Quhilk ringis dreir and dul, Quhan hert and eyne ar ful.
Nae joy is thair for me In lyf againe to knowe— Nae plesuir can I see In its fais and fleetinge schew!—
Lyk wyld and fearful waste Of wavis and bollen sand, Apperis the path I've tracit Inwith my natif land: Fra it I must depairt, And fra al quhilk hed mie hert.
Fareweil to kith and kin, Fareweil to luve untrew, Fareweil to burn and lin, Fareweil to lift sua blew— Fareweil to banck and brae, Fareweil to sang and glee— Fareweil to pastyme gay, Quhilk ance delytit me— Fareweil thou sunny strand, Fareweil ance kinde Scotland!
Fresch flouirs beare mie frend, Unto mie earlie graive, Thair bid them nevir dwyne, But ower mie headstane waive; Perchance to sume they'll wake Remembrance o' mie dome— And though fading, they maye make Less lonesum-lyk mie tombe—
Sins they will emblems be Of thy luvinge sympathye.
Now fare weil day's dear licht— Now fareweil frend and fae— Hail to the starrie nicht, Whair travailit saul maun gae!
# The Poetical Works of William Motherwell/He Is Gone! He Is Gone!

He Is Gone! He Is Gone!
He is gone! he is gone! Like the leaf from the tree; Or the down that is blown By the wind o'er the lea. He is fled, the light-hearted! Yet a tear must have started To his eye, when he parted From love-stricken me!
He is fled! he is fled! Like a gallant so free, Plumed cap on his head, And sharp sword by his knee; While his gay feathers fluttered, Surely something he muttered, He at least must have uttered A farewell to me!
He's away! he's away To far lands o'er the sea,—
And long is the day Ere home he can be; But where'er his steed prances, Amid thronging lances, Sure he'll think of the glances That love stole from me!
He is gone! he is gone! Like the leaf from the tree; But his heart is of stone If it ne'er dream of me! For I dream of him ever: His buff-coat and beaver, And long-sword, O, never Are absent from me!
# The Poetical Works of William Motherwell/He Stood Alone

He Stood Alone.
He stood alone in an unpitying crowd— His mates fell from him, as the grub-worms drop From the green stalk that once had nourished them, But now is withered and all rottenness Because it gave such shelter. Pleasure's train— The light-winged tribes that seek the sunshine only— No more endeavoured from his eye to win The smile of approbation. Grief and Care Stalked forth upon the theatre of his heart, In many a gloomy and mishapen guise, Till of the glories of his earlier self The world, his base and hollow auditory, Left but a ghastly phantom. As a tree, A goodly tree—that stricken is and wasted, By elemental conflicts—falls at last, Even in the fulness of its branching honours, Prostrate before the storm—yet majestic In its huge downfal, so, at last, fell he!
# The Poetical Works of William Motherwell/I Plucked the Berry

I Plucked the Berry.
I've plucked the berry, from the bush, the brown nut from the tree, But heart of happy little bird ne'er broken was by me; I saw them in their curious nests, close couching, slyly peer, With their wild eyes, like glittering beads, to note if harm were near: I passed them by, and blessed them all; I felt that it was good To leave unmoved the creatures small whose home is in the wood.
And here, even now, above my head, a lusty rogue doth sing, He pecks his swelling breast and neck, and trims his little wing, He will not fly; he knows full well, while chirping on that spray, I would not harm him for a world, or interrupt his lay; Sing on, sing on, blythe bird! and fill my heart with summer gladness, It has been aching many a day with measures full of sadness!
# The Rambler

The volumes from which the text is received are a reprinting; the original collection was published in 1759.
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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