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# Giving the Assent of the Legislature to an Enlargement of the Limits of the State of Louisiana

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A RESOLUTION
GIVING THE ASSENT OF THE LEGISLATURE TO AN ENLARGEMENT OF THE LIMITS OF THE STATE OF LOUISIANA.
Resolved, by the Senate and House of Representatives of the State of Louisiana, in General Assembly convened, That whereas the Senate and House of Representatives of the United States of America, in Congress assembled, by an act entitled “An Act to enlarge the limits of the State of Louisiana,”. have provided that in case the Legislature of the State of Louisiana shall consent thereto, all that tract of country comprehended within the following bounds, to-wit : Beginning at the junction of the Iberville with the river Mississippi; thence along the middle of the Iberville, the river Amite, and the lakes Maurepas and Poritchartrain, to the mouth of the Pearl river ; thence up the eastern branch of Pearl river to the thirty-first degree of north latitude ; thence along the said degree of latitude to the river Mississippi ; thence down the said river to the place of beginning, shall become and form a part of the said State of Louisiana, and be subject to the constitution and laws thereof in the same manner and for all intents and purposes, as if it had been included within the original boundaries of said State.
Be it therefore resolved, and it is hereby resolved, That the Senate and house of Representatives of the State of Louisiana, in General Assembly convened, do approve of and consent to the enlargement of the limits of the said State of Louisiana, in manner as provided by the above in part recited act of Congress, hereby declaring that the same shall forever be and remain a part of the State of Louisiana.
P. B. St. MARTIN, Speaker of the House of Representatives. J. POYDRAS, President of the Senate August 4, 1812. Approved: WILLIAM C. C. CLAIBORNE, Governor of the State of Louisiana.
# Given in Marriage unto Thee

Given in Marriage unto Thee Oh thou Celestial Host — Bride of the Father and the Son Bride of the Holy Ghost.
Other Betrothal shall dissolve — Wedlock of Will, decay — Only the Keeper of this Ring Conquer Mortality —
# Givens v. West Virginia/Opinion of the Court

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United States Supreme Court
358 U.S. 102
Givens v. West Virginia
The appeal is dismissed. Treating the papers whereon the appeal was taken as a petition for writ of certiorari, certiorari is denied.

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# Giving Thanks

As rendered in The Unitarian Ledger (27 December 1917).
Giving Thanks.
Thou that dost save through pain,  And dost, afflicting, bless, We offer Thee from prostrate hearts  The Greater Thankfulness!
Lord, Thou hast humbled pride—  Hast shown the world at length What ruthlessness may dwell with Power,  What bankruptcy with Strength;
And teaching us the scorn  Of trifles that beguile, Hast given us, dear God, to live  When life is most worth while!
We thank Thee for the dream  That heroes dreamed of yore, For the desire of good, the will  Earth's freedom to restore;
Spoiled children of the Past,  To-day, more nobly blest, We thank Thee who hast wakened us,  And asked of us our best!
God of the young and brave  Who nothing know of fear, Who hold the things that life outlast  Than life itself more dear,
We thank Thee that our souls  Are strong as theirs to give— All, all we cherish most on earth,  That Liberty may live!
That we, O Good supreme!  Still through our tears can see On the brow of Death an aureole  Of Immortality!
—Florence Earle Coates, in Philadelphia Public Ledger
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# Givens v. Zerbst

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United States Supreme Court
255 U.S. 11
Givens v. Zerbst
Argued: Oct. 13, 1920. --- Decided: Jan 31, 1921
Mr. John S. Strahorn, of Annapolis, Md., for appellant.
[Argument of Counsel from pages 12-16 intentionally omitted]
Mr. Solicitor General Frierson, of Chattanooga, Tenn., and Mr. R. P. Frierson, of Washington, D. C., for appellee.
Mr. Chief Justice WHITE delivered the opinion of the Court.

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# Gloomy winter's now awa' (1813-1820)

GLOOMY WINTER's
NOW AWA'.
To which are added,
The SHANNON
AND
CHESAPEAKE.
THE FOURTEENTH OF APRIL.
AND
LET AMBITION FIRE THY MIND.
STIRLING.
Printed and Sold by M. Randall.
* Gloomy Winter's Now Awa'
* The Fourteenth of April
* The Shannon and Chesapeake
* Let Ambition Fire Thy Mind
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# Gloomily the Clouds

Gloomily the clouds are sailing O'er the dimly moonlit sky; Dolefully the wind is wailing; Not another sound is nigh; Only I can hear it sweeping Heathclad hill and woodland dale, And at times the nights's sad weeping Sounds above its dying wail.
Now the struggling moonbeams glimmer; Now the shadows deeper fall, Till the dim light, waxing dimmer, Scarce reveals yon stately hall.
All beneath its roof are sleeping; Such a silence reigns around I can hear the cold rain steeping Dripping roof and plashy ground.
No: not all are wrapped in slumber; At yon chamber window stands One whose years can scarce outnumber The tears that dew his clasped hands.
From the open casement bending He surveys the murky skies, Dreary sighs his bosom rending; Hot tears gushing from his eyes.
Now that Autumn's charms are dying, Summer's glories long since gone, Faded leaves on damp earth lying, Hoary winter striding on, --
'Tis no marvel skies are lowering, Winds are moaning thus around, And cold rain, with ceaseless pouring, Swells the streams and swamps the ground;
But such wild, such bitter grieving Fits not slender boys like thee; Such deep sighs should not be heaving Breasts so young as thine must be.
Life with thee is only springing; Summer in thy pathway lies; Every day is nearer bringing June's bright flowers and glowing skies.
Ah, he sees no brighter morrow! He is not too young to prove All the pain and all the sorrow That attend the steps of love.
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# Globe Refining Company v. Landa Cotton Oil Company

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United States Supreme Court
190 U.S. 540
Globe Refining Company v. Landa Cotton Oil Company
Argued: April 16, 1903. --- Decided: June 1, 1903
Messrs. C. W. Ogden and J. D. Guinn for plaintiff in error.
No counsel for defendant in error.
Mr. Justice Holmes delivered the opinion of the court:

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# Gloomy Winter's Now Awa'

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* "Gloomy Winter's Now Awa'", poem by Robert Tannahill
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# Glona v. American Guarantee & Liability Insurance Company

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## Dissenting Opinion

    Harlan
United States Supreme Court
391 U.S. 73
Glona v. American Guarantee & Liability Insurance Co. et al.
Certiorari to the United States Court of Appeals for the Fifth Circuit
No. 639. Argued: March 27-28, 1968 --- Decided: May 20, 1968
In this diversity action petitioner seeks damages for the alleged wrongful death in Louisiana of her illegitimate son. The trial court granted respondents' motion for summary judgment on the ground that under Louisiana law a mother had no right of action for the death of her illegitimate son. The Court of Appeals affirmed.
Held: The Louisiana wrongful death statute as construed to bar recovery for damages to the parent of an illegitimate child while allowing such recovery to the parent of a legitimate child violates the Equal Protection Clause of the Fourteenth Amendment, there being no rational basis for the distinction. Levy v. Louisiana, ante, p. 68. Pp. 74-76.
379 F. 2d 545, reversed.
William F. Wessel argued the cause for petitioner. With him on the brief were Leonard J. Fagot, Marvin C. Grodsky, and Benjamin E. Smith.
David R. Normann argued the cause for respondents. With him on the brief were Frank S. Normann and Margot Mazeau.

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# Hermione and Her Little Group of Serious Thinkers/The Bourgeois Element and Background

THE BOURGEOIS ELEMENT AND BACKGROUND
ISN'T it simply wonderful about D'Annunzio enlisting as a common soldier and digging trenches along with the Duc D'Abruzzi and those other Italian poets? Or was it D'Abruzzi? Anyhow, it was one of those poets that were always talking about the Superman.
Although, I must say, one doesn't hear so much about the Superman these days, does one? The Superman is going out, you know.
One of my friends—she's quite an advanced thinker, too, and belongs to our little group—told me a year or so ago, "Hermione, I will never marry until I can find a Superman!"
"Of course, that is all right, my dear," I said to her, "but how about Genetics?"
Because, you know, the slogan of our little group—that is, one of the slogans—is "Genetics or Spinsterhood!"
It made her quite angry for some reason. She pursed her lips up and acted shocked.
"It is all very well, Hermione," she said, "to ​discuss Genetics in the abstract. But to connect the discussion with the marriage of a friend is not, to my mind, the proper thing at all!"
Did you ever hear of anything more utterly inconsistent?
Oh, Consistency! Consistency! Isn't Consistency perfectly wonderful!
But that is always the way when it comes to a discussion of Sex. The Bourgeois Element are never Fundamental and Thorough in their treatment of Sex, if you know what I mean.
And, as Fothergil Finch says, in this country we are nearly all Bourgeois.
We have not enough Background for one thing.
If all the little groups the country over would take up the matter of Background in a serious way, something might be done about it, don't you think?
We must organize—we who are the intellectual leaders, you know—and start an effective propaganda for the purpose of obtaining more Background.
# Hermione and Her Little Group of Serious Thinkers/The House Beautiful

THE HOUSE BEAUTIFUL
WE'RE taking up the House Beautiful—our Little Group of Serious Thinkers, you know—for we've decided that Environment has more effect on personality than Heredity.
Interior decoration is the greatest of the arts—don't you think?—because it furnishes the proper setting for the spirit.
The loveliest woman gave us a talk on interior decoration the other night—she wears these slinky, Greek things, you know, with straw sandals, when the weather permits—and I engaged her to do the house over.
But right away a problem presented itself—whether to have the house done to fit my personality or whether to have the house done to fit the thing I want my personality to evolve into, and trust the environment to help in the evolution.
Modern thought complicates life immensely, doesn't it?
But I always feel that it is my duty to give the best in myself to these problems.
Someone must help Evolution evolve. Someone ​must be unselfish enough to give the cosmos new marks to come up to.
And who but the serious thinkers are willing to sacrifice themselves?
Well, we finally decided to do every room in the house differently—each one to fit a mood, you know.
There's one room now I call "Aspiration," where I go for my little spiritual examinations.
And the next room beyond that is "Resolve."
And then there's a room I call "Brotherly Love," where I go to think out how to help the masses.
For of course I haven't lost my interest in sociological problems.
In fact I'm having some new dresses made—simple, quiet looking things, you know—for the express purpose of visiting the very poor in and asking them questions about themselves.
Though I must admit that since helping the war sufferers came into fashion friendly visiting has rather gone out.
# Hermione and Her Little Group of Serious Thinkers/The Parasite Woman Must Go!

THE PARASITE WOMAN MUST GO!
THE Parasite Woman must go! Our Little Group of Serious Thinkers took up the Parasite Woman last night in quite a thorough way. One of the most interesting women you ever listened to gave us a little talk about the Parasite Woman, you know.
And we decided that the Parasite Woman has nothing to Contribute to the Next Generation.
Oh, these Parasite Women! It just simply makes my blood boil to hear about them! I don't know when I have been so indignant!
With the world so full of work to be done for the Cause—for all the Causes, you know—they just sit around selfishly at home all wrapped up in their own families, or children, if they're married, and do nothing at all for the Evolution of the Ego and the Development of the Race, and the Conscious Guidance of the Next Generation, or anything at all like that.
Thank goodness I could never be a Parasite Woman!
And, yet, I pity them, too. ​I'm thinking quite seriously of starting a little Mission of my own for the purpose of appealing to and reforming the Parasite Women among my acquaintances.
Of course it will take organization, and that means I will have to have money to start it and keep it going.
But Papa will give me the money all right. That is one thing about poor, dear Papa—he doesn't understand the new movements at all, but he will give me money. And he never asks what I do with it.
Now and then, of course, he scolds a little—he told me the other day I cost him nearly as much as a war. But I can always jolly him, you know, when he gets that way. Men are so easily managed and flattered.
I suppose my Mission will take quite a lot of money, too. But it is my duty, and I am willing to make any sacrifice—we modern thinkers are used to making sacrifices for our Cause!
And it is worth a lot of sacrifice to make the Parasite Woman over into an Awakened and Enlightened Member of Society, independent of the Man-Made System that has shackled her for so long.
What is nobler than Emancipation?
Of course, I'll have to have a Secretary. And ​to get one especially trained in organizing the Mission will cost quite a bit, probably.
But Papa will never miss it.
And I think I'll have to have a man for a Secretary. One that is quite presentable socially, you know. For the Secretary will have to attend to a lot of the details. I will give some teas and entertainments and things, just to get the Parasite Women I know interested.
And there's nothing like the right sort of a man to get women to coöperate in some Cause that aims for Woman's Liberty.
And I suppose, really, two Secretaries would be better. And they will have to be men who can dance the new dances well, too. That counts a lot nowadays in getting girls to come to places.
I feel that I have Found my Work! One's work lies at one's hand, if one could but see it, always. And mine is to Save the Parasite Women I know from Themselves and their Frivolity.
I will coax the first cheque out of Papa this very evening! It may take some management and jollying, but—well, Papa is easy!
# Hermione and Her Little Group of Serious Thinkers/The Perfume Factory

THE PERFUME CONCERT
THE loveliest man gave us a talk the other evening—our Little Group of Serious Thinkers, you know—on the Art of the Future.
And what do you think it is to be? You'd never guess! Never!
The entertainment of the future will be a Perfume Concert!
Every scent, if you get what I mean, corresponds to some color, and every color corresponds to some sound, and every sound corresponds to some emotion.
And the truly esthetic person—the one who is Sensitized, if you get what I mean—will hear a tone on the violin, and see a color, and think passionately of the One he Loves, all at the same time, just through smelling a Rose.
Only, of course, it must be the right kind of a rose.
Papa—poor dear Papa is so coarse and crude sometimes in his attempts to be witty—Papa says it would be a fine idea to lead the man who talked to ​us into a boiled cabbage foundry and then watch him die of the noise. Papa is not Sensitized; he doesn't understand that the esthete really would die—Papa resists the vibrations of the esthetic environment with which I have striven to surround him, if you get what I mean.
Oh, to be Sensitized! To be Sensitized! To vibrate like a reed in the wind! To thrill like a petal in the sun!
I'm having a study of my aura made. You know, one's soul gives off certain colors, and if one's individuality is to be in tune with the Cosmic All, one must take care that the colors about one do not jar with one's own Psychic Hue.
And after one has found one's soul color, one can find the scent to match that color, if you get what I mean.
I am going to have the house re-decorated, with a sweet subtle blending of perfumes in every room!
I have always been good at matching things, anyhow—I perceive affinities at a glance. Psychic people do.
When I was quite a small child Mamma always used to take me with her to the shops if there were ribbons or anything like that to be matched.
I just loved it, even as a baby! And I think it is the greatest fun yet.
Often I go through half a dozen shops, not ​because I want to buy anything, but just to match colors, you know. It gives me a thrill that nothing else does.
Some of us are like that—some of us truly Sensitized Souls—we function, I mean, quite without being able to stop it—I hope you follow me. Isn't it wonderful to be in touch with the Universe in that way! Not, of course, that the shop girls who show you the fabrics and things are always understanding.
The working classes are so often ungrateful to us advanced thinkers. Sometimes I am almost provoked to the point of giving up my Social Betterment work when I think how ungrateful they are. But some of us, in every age, must suffer at the hands of the masses for the sake of the masses, if you know what I mean.
# Hermione and Her Little Group of Serious Thinkers/The Japanese are Wonderful, If You Get What I Mean

THE JAPANESE ARE WONDERFUL; IF YOU GET WHAT I MEAN
DON'T you just dote on the Japanese? They're so esoteric—and subtle and all that sort of thing, aren't they?
Just look at Buddhism and Shintoism, for instance. Could anything be more subtle and esoteric?
We've been taking them up—our Little Group of Serious Thinkers, you know—and they're wonderful, simply wonderful!
Not, of course, that one would be a Buddhist or a Shintoist—but it's broadening to the mind, don't you think, to come into contact with the great thought of—of—well, really of people like Shinto, you know, and those other sages?
And how wonderfully artistic they are—the Japanese!
The new parasols are quite Japanese, you know. Haven't you seen them?
I have three, for different costumes. One is covered with embroidered Japanese crêpe, and another with martine silk.
​But the one, I think, that expresses me the most accurately—the one that represents my individuality, really—is made with gold spokes covered with black Chantilly lace. Japanese shape, you know, and French workmanship.
And one must strive to represent one's self if one is to be honest.
One must put one's soul into one's environment.
Although Environment isn't what it used to be. You don't hear Environment spoken of nearly as often as you did.
Environment is going out.
But besides being so esoteric and exotic and artistic, and all that sort of thing, the Japanese are wonderfully up to date, too.
Do you know, they actually have a battleship named The Tango!
Have you thought deeply on Interstellar Communication?
It promises to be one of the great new problems.
The loveliest man talked to us about it the other evening. "Interstellar Communication in Its Relation to Recent Psychic Hypotheses"—that's the title; I wrote it down. I always take notes of a title like that. It helps one to get at the heart of the matter.
Interstellar Communication is wonderful—simply wonderful!
​We're going to take up Mars soon.
Mamma said to me only yesterday: "Hermione, you simply must drop some of your serious subjects during the hot weather."
"Mamma," I told her, "that was all very well in your day—to take things up and drop them at will. But people didn't have a Social Conscience in those times. We advanced thinkers owe a duty to the race. We must grapple with things. We are not content to frivol, I will take up Mars!"
And, you know, I don't have the temperament to remain idle. My mind must be active. Sometimes when I think how active my mind is, I wonder my forehead isn't wrinkled.
And of course that would be a loss—anything is a loss that destroys Beauty.
For, after all, Beauty is what the world needs more than anything else. It's a serious thought—how far Use should be sacrificed to Beauty, and Beauty to Use, isn't it?
You know that's why I can't join the suffragists. I am one, of course, but that suffragist yellow is such a horrid color I simply cannot wear it.