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# Littell's Living Age/Volume 126/Issue 1630/Nature and Love

* NATURE AND LOVE.
* SPRING.
* The tender spring comes tremblingly;
* Quiv'ring, the blossoms softly break;
* Each zephyr breathing gently by,
* New forms, new beauties seem to wake.
* So trembling wakes my love for thee,
* So fetters burst, springs fair and free.
* O first sweet love! O maiden mine!
* O strange new love! O birth divine!
* SUMMER.
* Full summer now — the genial hours
* Lend radiant noon to glowing night.
* Full summer — see the gleaming flowers
* Basking in fervid life and light.
* And love too has its perfect noon,
* Its summer sun, its summer moon;
* In thy deep radiant eyes, my queen,
* My triumph lies — there love is seen.
* AUTUMN.
* Adown the fields the golden grain
* Hangs heavy on the burdened stems,
* Through shimmering leaves the fruits again
* Gleam ruddy ripe, rich autumn's gems.
* Hearts' harvest too I gather in.
* Love, sweet to cherish, sweet to win;
* For future days o'erflowing store.
* Love, could I ever love thee more!
* WINTER.
* Where are the flowers? where the leaves?
* Where the sweet zephyrs' gentle breath?
* Where mellowed fruits and jolden sheaves?
* Dead, dead; all icy bound in death!
* Is love too dead? Hence, leedless pain!
* Love only sleeps to wake again.
* Love dead? Ah no, not so with love!
* Love only dies to live above.
* Ennis Graham
* Tinsley's Magazine
# Littell's Living Age/Volume 126/Issue 1630/Dying Summer

* DYING SUMMER.
* On tawny hills in faded splendour drest.
* Of rusty purple and of tarnished gold.
* Now like some Eastern monarch sad and old,
* The discrowned summer lieth down to rest!
* A mournful mist hangs o'er the mellow plain.
* O'er watery meads that slide down pine-clad heights.
* And wine-red woods where song no more delights;
* But only wounded birds cry out in pain.
* A pallid glory lingers in the sky.
* Faint scents of wilding flowers float in the air.
* All nature's voices murmur in despair —
* "Was summer crowned so late — so soon to die?"
* But with a royal smile, she whispers, "Cease,
* If life is joy and triumph, death is peace!"
* M. Betham-Edwards.
* Sunday Magazine
# Littell's Living Age/Volume 126/Issue 1630/August on the Mountains

* AUGUST ON THE MOUNTAINS.
* There is sultry gloom on the mountain's brow,
* And a sultry glow beneath;
* Oh, for a breeze from the western sea,
* Soft and reviving, sweet and free,
* Over the shadowless hill and lea,
* Over the barren heath.
* There are clouds and darkness around God's ways,
* And the noon of life grows hot;
* And though His faithfulness standeth fast
* As the mighty mountains, a shroud is cast
* Over the glory, solemn and vast,
* Veiling, but changing it not.
* Send a sweet breeze from Thy sea, O Lord,
* From thy deep, deep sea of love;
* Though it lift not the veil from the cloudy height.
* Let the brow grow cool and the footstep light.
* As it comes with holy and soothing might,
* Like the wing of a snowy dove.
* Frances Ridley Havergal
* Sunday Magazine
# Littell's Living Age/Volume 126/Issue 1630/The Everlasting Pity

* THE EVERLASTING PITY.
* As lies the blue behind the thunder-cloud,
* As lurk the snowdrop 'neath the drifted snow.
* As the bright buds till April calls aloud
* Hide deep within the black and leafless bough.
* So, despite care and sorrow, loss and fret,
* God's loving pity guards His children's fates;
* Oh, in our darkness let us trust Him yet.
* Whose Comforter eaa patient soul awaits.
* Believe the rankling wound in love is sent,
* Believe the grief in chastening mercy comes,
* And so the bitter "why" to faith will melt.
* And sorrow smile anong her darlings' tombs.
* Watching the violets gem the grassy lane
* That late in desolate winter chill we trod,
* Let the sweet flowers preach to the lonely pain
* The everlasting pity of our God.
* Tinsley's Magazine
# Littell's Living Age/Volume 126/Issue 1631/Cuckoo Song

* CUCKOO SONG.
* I.
* She heard it first, and it was first of May,
* May in the morning and the south wind blew,
* All the land in blossom, all the leaves at play.
* Young love must blossom too.
* Fain, fain, would he —
* Shyly lookt at her who shyly lookt away,
* "Hark, hark," quoth she —
* "Cuckoo!"
* II.
* A little wood in June, and full of song;
* Daytime deliciousness and deep "who-who"
* Of nightingales; and blackbirds' proud and strong
* "Io, Io," when they woo;
* And "Marguerite,
* Marguerite," of constant thrush in love so long;
* And clear and sweet,
* "Cuckoo!"
* III.
* Then heart to heart the happy lovers heard
* Only their joy in all the blithe ado;
* Dumb joy that every loud triumphant bird
* And low-voiced ringdove knew:
* And for its sake
* An elfin dance of light and shadow stirr'd.
* And of it spake
* "Cuckoo!"
* IV.
* First of July, and fading last of days
* That rose-like live, and fade, but not renew;
* Then heart to heart they heard the dusking ways
* Break out and sob adieu:
* "Cuckoo, cuckoo,"
* Adieu, "cuckoo," I go, joy goes, hope stays,
* "Cuckoo," adieu,
* "Cuckoo."
* July, 1875.
* Mary Brotherton
* Macmillan's Magazine.
# Littell's Living Age/Volume 126/Issue 1631/Swan Song

* SWAN SONG.
* Let sunset shed its radiant calm
* The summer fields and woods among,
* Let evening blessings bring their balm,
* While I breathe forth my parting song.
* Sink, thou bright sun, and sink, the day
* Of this my mortal life, away.
* Flow, river, onwards to the sea;
* Time's stream, farewell! I drift o'er thee
* Unto the longed-for goal where I would be,
* Eternity.
* Farewell, O brook, whose music sweet,
* In low-toned rippling melody.
* My listening ear did ofttimes greet,
* Blent with the shadowing trees' soft sigh.
* Ye dragon-flies with armour blue.
* Or clad in green and glittering hue,
* Darting about like sunny rays.
* Enjoy your few ephemeral days.
* But let me hasten where the true sun's blaze
* Pierces life's haze.
* Sink, sun, nor pause on yon far hill;
* To-morrow morning shalt thou rise
* And shine on meadow, mount, and rill.
* And gladden living hearts and eyes.
* To-morrow eve thy parting beam
* May ruddy o'er the landscape gleam,
* Lingering the leaves and flowers among,
* Like echoes of a closed song.
* But now no more my life's last day prolong,
* Or this my song.
* C. E. Flintoff
* Tinsley's Magazine.
# Littell's Living Age/Volume 126/Issue 1631/The Christian Martyr

After a painting by Paul Delaroche
* THE CHRISTIAN MARTYR.
* (BY DELAROCHE.)
* The body of a martyred Christian maiden is represented floating at evening down the Tiber.
* "Did ye mark when the maiden was hurled?
* Did ye listen the horrible splash?
* And, after this rage of the world.
* Can ye hear now the cold water plash
* About her? and see ye afar the dim sun
* Setting sickly and wan at the deed that is done?"
* I heard: but I now do not hear!
* For I listen an infinite song.
* Which is all in sweet tune on my ear
* With the waves as they bear her along —
* 'Tis of joy! and yon light is no vision forlorn —
* 'Tis an omen, but less of the night than the morn!
* This daughter of God hath been proved.
* And what now, if so cast to the waves,
* For awhile, for His sake, whom she loved,
* I' this wilderness-water of graves.
* She sojourns? awaiting the beautiful hour
* When He comes with His kingdom and glory and power?
* 'Tis her body so sojourns! her soul.
* Blessed ghost! hath sped over the stream;
* And see, as the dark waters roll.
* They bear on their bosom a gleam
* Of her Eden — the shore where, secure from her woes.
* Her sweet spirit abides in its happy repose!
* Let me live in such faith! let me die
* Such a death! let such music and light —
* The glad song of the choirs of the sky.
* The bright gleam of such robes washen white —
* Mark mine end! and, like hers, let my body be borne
* Down the river of night to the seas of the morn!
* S. J. Stone
* Good Words.
# Littell's Living Age/Volume 126/Issue 1630/Miscellany

​A public library has recently been established at Yedo for the use of both natives and foreigners. It is open all the year round, from 9 a.m. to 5 p.m., except on national and general holidays. Readers are allowed to make excerpts, but are not allowed to borrow books from the premises without the special permission of the minister of education. The regulations are ten in number, and are almost identical with those which are in force in similar institutions in European countries.
Athenæum.
# Littell's Living Age/Volume 126/Issue 1631

LITTELL'S LIVING AGE.
| Fifth Series, Volume XI. | $\scriptstyle {\left.{\begin{matrix}\ \end{matrix}}\right\}\,$ | No. 1631. — September 11, 1875. | $\scriptstyle {\left\{{\begin{matrix}\ \end{matrix}}\right.}$ | From Beginning Vol. CXXVI. |
CONTENTS. :
| I. | The First Stewart in England, | Quarterly Review, | 643 |
| II. | The Dilemma. Part VIII., | Blackwood's Magazine, | 665 |
| III. | The Mediterranean of Japan, | Fortnightly Review, | 676 |
| IV. | Fated to be Free. By Jean Ingelow. Part XVI., | Good Words, | 683 |
| V. | Professor Cairnes, | Fortnightly Review, | 691 |
| VI. | Thomas Ellwood, | Leisure Hour, | 695 |
| VII. | Hans Christian Andersen, | Spectator, | 700 |
POETRY. :
| Swan Song, | 642 | The Christian Martyr, | 642 |
| Cuckoo Song, | 642 | θάλασσα! θάλασσα! | 703 |
# Ludwig v. Western Union Telegraph Company

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United States Supreme Court
216 U.S. 146
Ludwig v. Western Union Telegraph Company
Argued: April 13, 14, 1909. --- Decided: February 21, 1910
Messrs. Hal. L. Norwood, William F. Kirby, Joseph M. Hill, and Otis T. Wingo for appellant.
[Argument of Counsel from pages 146-149 intentionally omitted]
Messrs. Rush Taggart, George B. Rose, and Henry D. Estabrook for appellee.
[Argument of Counsel from pages 149-151 intentionally omitted]
Mr. Justice Harlan delivered the opinion or the court:

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# Ludwig der Springer

Extract from Gregorii's Das erneuerte Alterthum (1721), pages 136–137. Included in Büsching's Volks-Sagen, Märchen und Legenden (1812)
English-language translations of Ludwig der Springer include:
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# Luhrs v. Hancock

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United States Supreme Court
181 U.S. 567
Luhrs v. Hancock
Argued: and Submitted March 7, 1901. --- Decided: May 13, 1901
Mr. L. E. Payson submitted the case for appellant.
Messrs. A. S. Worthington and C. F. Ainsworth for appellees.
Mr. Justice McKenna delivered the opinion of the court:

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# Landon in The New Monthly 1839/The Polar Star

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The New Monthly Magazine, Volume 55, Pages 28 to 29
THE POLAR STAR.
This star sinks below the horizon in certain latitudes. I watched it sink lower and lower every night, till at last it disappeared.
A star has left the kindling sky—
 A lovely northern light—
How many planets are on high,
 But that has left the night.
I miss its bright familiar face,
 It was a friend to me,
Associate with my native place,  And those beyond the sea.
It rose upon our English sky,  Shone o’er our English land,
And brought back many a loving eye,  And many a gentle hand,
It seem’d to answer to my thought,
 It called the past to mind, And with its welcome presence brought
 All I had left behind.
The voyage it lights no longer, ends
 Soon on a foreign shore;
How can I but recall the friends,
 Whom I may see no more?
Fresh from the pain it was to part—
 How could I bear the pain?
Yet strong the omen in my heart
 That says—We meet again.
Meet with a deeper, dearer love,
 For absence shows the worth
Of all from which we then remove,
 Friends, home, and native earth.
Thou lovely polar star, mine eyes
 Still turned the first on thee,
Till I have felt a sad surprise
 That none looked up with me.
But thou hast sunk below the wave,
 Thy radiant place unknown;
I seem to stand beside a grave.
 And stand by it alone.
Farewell!—ah, would to me were given
 A power upon thy light,
What words upon our English heaven
 Thy loving rays should write!
Kind messages of love and hope
 Upon thy rays should be;
Thy shining orbit would have scope
 Scarcely enough for me.
Oh, fancy vain as it is fond,
 And little needed too, My friends! I need not look beyond
 My heart to look for you! L. E. L.
# Landon in The New Monthly 1839

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Landon in The New Monthly 1839
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Posthumous Poems in The New Monthly Magazine during the year 1839 by Letitia Elizabeth Maclean (L. E. L.)
compiled by Peter J. Bolton
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Table of Contents
| The Polar Star | Volume 55, Pages 28 to 29 | 4 |
| Night at Sea | Volume 55, Pages 30 to 32 | 6 |
# Landram v. Jordan

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United States Supreme Court
203 U.S. 56
Landram v. Jordan
Argued: October 9, 1906. --- Decided: October 22, 1906
Messrs. John J. Hemphill and James Hemphill for appellants.
[Argument of Counsel from pages 56-59 intentionally omitted]
Messrs. Charles F. Wilson and Frank W. Hackett for appellee.
Mr. Frank Sprigg Perry for Mary B. Kearney.
[Argument of Counsel intentionally omitted]
Mr. Justice Holmes delivered the opinion of the court:

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# Landoniana

Landoniana from The Pocket Magazine, 1832 compiled by Peter J. Bolton
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# Life And Letters Of Maria Edgeworth/Volume 1/Letter 32

To MISS RUXTON.
EDGEWORTHSTOWN, Aug. 1, 1802.
You are a goose or a gosling, whichever you like best, for I perceive you are in great anxiety lest my poor little imagination should not have been completely set to rights. Now set your heart at ease, for I, putting my left hand upon my heart, because I could not conveniently put my right, which holds the pen, though I acknowledge that would be much more graceful, do hereby declare that I perfectly understood and understand the explanation contained in your last, and am fully satisfied, righted, and delighted therewith.
I have been much interested by the Letters from Lausanne; I think them in some parts highly pathetic and eloquent, but as to the moral tendency of the book I cannot find it out, turn it which way I will. I think the author wrote merely with the intention of showing how well he could paint passion, and he has succeeded. The Savage of Aveyron is a thousand times more interesting to me than Caliste. I have not read anything for years that interested me so much. Mr. Chenevix will be here in a few days, when we will cross-question him about this savage, upon whom the eyes of civilised Europe have been fixed. Mr. Chenevix and his sister, Mrs. Tuite, and with them Mrs. Jephson, spent a day here last week: she is clever and agreeable. What did you think of M. Pictet's account of Edgeworthstown? *** Professor Marc-Auguste Pictet, of Geneva, visited the Edgeworths this summer, coming over from Mr. Tuite's, of Sonna, where he was staying with Mr. Chenevix. He afterwards published an interesting account of his visit to Edgeworthstown in the Bibliothèque Britannique, as well as in his Voyage de trois mots en Angleterre, which was published at Geneva in 1802. Of Maria Edgeworth he says: *** I had persuaded myself that the author of the work on Education, and of other productions, useful as well as ornamental, would betray herself by a remarkable exterior. I was mistaken. A small figure, eyes nearly always lowered, a profoundly modest and reserved air, with expression in the features when not speaking: such was the result of my first survey. But when she spoke, which was too rarely for my taste, nothing could have been better thought, and nothing better said, though always timidly expressed, than that which fell from her mouth. *** M. Pictet's account of the society at Paris induced Mr. Edgeworth to determine on going there. He set out in the middle of September, with Mrs. Edgeworth, Maria, Emmeline, and Charlotte. Emmeline left the rest of the family at Conway, and went to stay with Mrs. Beddoes at Clifton, where she was married to Mr. King (or Konig, a native of Berne), a distinguished surgeon.
In London Mr. Edgeworth purchased a roomy coach, in which his family travelled very comfortably.

## Footnotes

* ↑ A little history of a boy found in France, "a wild man of the woods." He was brought to Paris, and the philosophers disputed much on his mental powers; but he died before they came to any conclusion.
# Life And Letters Of Maria Edgeworth/Volume 1/Letter 29

MARIA to MRS. RUXTON.
CLIFTON, June 5, 1799.
Good news, my dearest aunt, my mother is fast asleep: she has a fine little daughter, who has just finished eating a hearty supper. At nine minutes before six this evening, to my great joy, my little sister Fanny came into the world.
We are impatient for dear Sophy's arrival. My father sends his kindest love to his dear sister, who has been always the sharer of his pains and pleasures. I said my mother was asleep, and though my father and I talk in our sleep, all people do not; if she did, I am sure she would say, "Love to my Sister Ruxton, and my friend Letty." *** During this summer the Edgeworths visited Dr. Darwin, whom Maria Edgeworth considered not only a first-rate genius, but one of the most benevolent, as well as wittiest of men. He stuttered, but far from this lessening the charm of his conversation, Miss Edgeworth used to say that the hesitation and slowness with which his words came forth added to the effect of his humour and shrewd good sense. Dr. Darwin's sudden death, 17th April 1802, whilst he was writing to Mr. Edgeworth, was a great sorrow to his Irish friends.
The family returned home in September 1799.
# Life And Letters Of Maria Edgeworth/Volume 1/Letter 28

MRS. EDGEWORTH to MRS. RUXTON.
RICHMOND PLACE, CLIFTON,
May 26, '99.
We are very well settled here, and this house is quite retired and quite quiet. The prospects are very beautiful, and we have charming green fields in which we walk, and in which dear Sophy could botanise at her ease.
A young man, a Mr. Davy, at Dr. Beddoes', who has applied himself much to chemistry, has made some discoveries of importance, and enthusiastically expects wonders will be performed by the use of certain gases, which inebriate in the most delightful manner, having the oblivious effects of Lethe, and at the same time giving the rapturous sensations of the Nectar of the Gods! Pleasure even to madness is the consequence of this draught. But faith, great faith, is I believe necessary to produce any effect upon the drinkers, and I have seen some of the adventurous philosophers who sought in vain for satisfaction in the bag of Gaseous Oxyd, and found nothing but a sick stomach and a giddy head.
Our stay at Clifton was made very agreeable (writes Mrs. Edgeworth) by the charm of Dr. and Mrs. Beddoes' society; her grace, genius, vivacity, and kindness, and his great abilities, knowledge, and benevolence, rendered their house extremely pleasant. We met at Clifton Mr. and Mrs. Barbauld. He was an amiable and benevolent man, so eager against the slave-trade, that when he drank tea with us, he always brought some East India sugar, that he might not share our wickedness in eating that made by the negro slave. Mrs. Barbauld, whose Evenings at Home had so much delighted Maria and her father, was very pretty, and conversed with great ability in admirable language.

## Footnotes

* ↑ Sir Humphry Davy, the distinguished chemist and philosopher, born 1778, died 1829.
* ↑ Dr. Beddoes, described by Sir Humphry Davy as "short and fat, with nothing externally of genius or science," was very peculiar. One of his hobbies was to convey cows into invalids' bedrooms, that they might "inhale the breath of the animals," a prescription which naturally gave umbrage to the Clifton lodging-house-keepers, who protested that they had not built or furnished their rooms for the hoofs of cattle. Mrs. Beddoes had a wonderful charm of wit and cheerfulness.
# Life And Letters Of Maria Edgeworth/Volume 1/Letter 3

MARIA EDGEWORTH to MRS. RUXTON.
EDGEWORTHSTOWN, Feb. 11, 1790.
Your friendship, my dear Aunt Ruxton, has, I am sure, considerably alleviated the anguish of mind my father has had to feel, and your letter and well-deserved praise of my dear mother's fortitude and exertion were a real pleasure to her. She has indeed had a great deal to bear, and I think her health has suffered, but I hope not materially. In my father's absence, she ordered everything, did everything, felt everything herself. Unless, my dear aunt, you had been present during the last week of dear Honora's sufferings, I think you could not form an idea of anything so terrible or so touching. Such extreme fortitude, such affection, such attention to the smallest feelings of others, as she showed on her deathbed!
My father has carefully kept his mind occupied ever since his return, but we cannot help seeing his feelings at intervals. He has not slept for two or three nights, and is, I think, far from well to-day.
He said the other day, speaking of Honora, "My dear daughters, I promise you one thing, I never will reproach any of you with Honora. I will never reproach you with any of her virtues." There could not be a kinder or more generous promise, but I could not help fearing that my father should refrain from speaking of her too much, and that it would hurt his mind. He used to say it was a great relief to him to talk of my mother Honora. *** In the summer of 1791 Mr. and Mrs. Edgeworth went to England, leaving Maria in sole charge of the large family at home. She used to amuse her young sisters at this time by stories, which she would write on a slate during the leisure moments her many occupations permitted, and which she would read aloud to them in the evening. By their interest or questions she estimated the stories, which became the foundation of The Parent's Assistant. When her father was with her she always wrote a sketch of an intended story, and submitted it to his approval, being invariably guided by his advice. In October Maria was desired to follow her parents to Clifton, bringing nearly all the children with her, a formidable undertaking for a young girl in those days of difficult travelling.