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# Birds of Passage (Collection)/Songo River

Nowhere such a devious stream, Save in fancy or in dream, Winding slow through bush and brake Links together lake and lake.
Walled with woods or sandy shelf, Ever doubling on itself Flows the stream, so still and slow That it hardly seems to flow.
Never errant knight of old, Lost in woodland or on wold, Such a winding path pursued Through the sylvan solitude.
Never school-boy in his quest After hazel-nut or nest, Through the forest in and out Wandered loitering thus about.
In the mirror of its tide Tangled thickets on each side Hang inverted, and between Floating cloud or sky serene.
Swift or swallow on the wing Seems the only living thing, Or the loon, that laughs and flies Down to those reflected skies.
Silent stream! thy Indian name Unfamiliar is to fame; For thou hidest here alone, Well content to be unknown.
But thy tranquil waters teach Wisdom deep as human speech, Moving without haste or noise In unbroken equipoise.
Though thou turnest no busy mill, And art ever calm and still, Even thy silence seems to say To the traveller on his way:--
"Traveller, hurrying from the heat Of the city, stay thy feet! Rest awhile, nor longer waste Life with inconsiderate haste!
"Be not like a stream that brawls Loud with shallow waterfalls, But in quiet self-control Link together soul and soul"
# Birds of Passage (Collection)/Song: "Stay, Stay at Home, my Heart, and Rest."

Stay, stay at home, my heart, and rest; Home-keeping hearts are happiest, For those that wander they know not where Are full of trouble and full of care; To stay at home is best.
Weary and homesick and distressed, They wander east, they wander west, And are baffled and beaten and blown about By the winds of the wilderness of doubt; To stay at home is best.
Then stay at home, my heart, and rest; The bird is safest in its nest; O'er all that flutter their wings and fly A hawk is hovering in the sky; To stay at home is best.
# Birds of Passage (Collection)/The Brook and the Wave

The brooklet came from the mountain, As sang the bard of old, Running with feet of silver Over the sands of gold!
Far away in the briny ocean There rolled a turbulent wave, Now singing along the sea-beach, Now howling along the cave.
And the brooklet has found the billow Though they flowed so far apart, And has filled with its freshness and sweetness That turbulent bitter heart!
# Birds of Passage (Collection)/Oliver Basselin

In the Valley of the Vire Still is seen an ancient mill, With its gables quaint and queer, And beneath the window-sill, On the stone, These words alone: "Oliver Basselin lived here."
Far above it, on the steep, Ruined stands the old Chateau; Nothing but the donjon-keep Left for shelter or for show. Its vacant eyes Stare at the skies, Stare at the valley green and deep.
Once a convent, old and brown, Looked, but ah! it looks no more, From the neighboring hillside down On the rushing and the roar Of the stream Whose sunny gleam Cheers the little Norman town.
In that darksome mill of stone, To the water's dash and din, Careless, humble, and unknown, Sang the poet Basselin Songs that fill That ancient mill With a splendor of its own.
Never feeling of unrest Broke the pleasant dream he dreamed; Only made to be his nest, All the lovely valley seemed; No desire Of soaring higher Stirred or fluttered in his breast.
True, his songs were not divine; Were not songs of that high art, Which, as winds do in the pine, Find an answer in each heart; But the mirth Of this green earth Laughed and revelled in his line.
From the alehouse and the inn, Opening on the narrow street, Came the loud, convivial din, Singing and applause of feet, The laughing lays That in those days Sang the poet Basselin.
In the castle, cased in steel, Knights, who fought at Agincourt, Watched and waited, spur on heel; But the poet sang for sport Songs that rang Another clang, Songs that lowlier hearts could feel.
In the convent, clad in gray, Sat the monks in lonely cells, Paced the cloisters, knelt to pray, And the poet heard their bells; But his rhymes Found other chimes, Nearer to the earth than they.
Gone are all the barons bold, Gone are all the knights and squires, Gone the abbot stern and cold, And the brotherhood of friars; Not a name Remains to fame, From those mouldering days of old!
But the poet's memory here Of the landscape makes a part; Like the river, swift and clear, Flows his song through many a heart; Haunting still That ancient mill, In the Valley of the Vire.
# Birds of Passage (Collection)/Prometheus, or the Poet's Forethought

Of Prometheus, how undaunted On Olympus' shining bastions His audacious foot he planted, Myths are told and songs are chanted, Full of promptings and suggestions.
Beautiful is the tradition Of that flight through heavenly portals, The old classic superstition Of the theft and the transmission Of the fire of the Immortals!
First the deed of noble daring, Born of heavenward aspiration, Then the fire with mortals sharing, Then the vulture,--the despairing Cry of pain on crags Caucasian.
All is but a symbol painted Of the Poet, Prophet, Seer; Only those are crowned and sainted Who with grief have been acquainted, Making nations nobler, freer.
In their feverish exultations, In their triumph and their yearning, In their passionate pulsations, In their words among the nations, The Promethean fire is burning.
Shall it, then, be unavailing, All this toil for human culture? Through the cloud-rack, dark and trailing, Must they see above them sailing O'er life's barren crags the vulture?
Such a fate as this was Dante's, By defeat and exile maddened; Thus were Milton and Cervantes, Nature's priests and Corybantes, By affliction touched and saddened.
But the glories so transcendent That around their memories cluster, And, on all their steps attendant, Make their darkened lives resplendent With such gleams of inward lustre!
All the melodies mysterious, Through the dreary darkness chanted; Thoughts in attitudes imperious, Voices soft, and deep, and serious, Words that whispered, songs that haunted!
All the soul in rapt suspension, All the quivering, palpitating Chords of life in utmost tension, With the fervor of invention, With the rapture of creating!
Ah, Prometheus! heaven-scaling! In such hours of exultation Even the faintest heart, unquailing, Might behold the vulture sailing Round the cloudy crags Caucasian!
Though to all there is not given Strength for such sublime endeavor, Thus to scale the walls of heaven, And to leaven with fiery leaven All the hearts of men for ever;
Yet all bards, whose hearts unblighted Honor and believe the presage, Hold aloft their torches lighted, Gleaming through the realms benighted, As they onward bear the message!
# Birds of Passage (Collection)/Snow-Flakes

Out of the bosom of the Air, Out of the cloud-folds of her garments shaken, Over the woodlands brown and bare, Over the harvest-fields forsaken, Silent, and soft, and slow Descends the snow.
Even as our cloudy fancies take Suddenly shape in some divine expression, Even as the troubled heart doth make In the white countenance confession, The troubled sky reveals The grief it feels.
This is the poem of the air, Slowly in silent syllables recorded; This is the secret of despair, Long in its cloudy bosom hoarded, Now whispered and revealed To wood and field.
# Birds of Passage (Collection)/Something Left Undone

Labor with what zeal we will, Something still remains undone, Something uncompleted still Waits the rising of the sun.
By the bedside, on the stair, At the threshold, near the gates, With its menace or its prayer, Like a mendicant it waits;
Waits, and will not go away; Waits, and will not be gainsaid; By the cares of yesterday Each to-day is heavier made;
Till at length the burden seems Greater than our strength can bear, Heavy as the weight of dreams, Pressing on us everywhere.
And we stand from day to day, Like the dwarfs of times gone by, Who, as Northern legends say, On their shoulders held the sky.
# Banco Nacional de Cuba v. Sabbatino

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Banco National de Cuba v. Sabbatino, 376 U.S. 398 (1964), was a United States Supreme Court case that determined that the policy of United States federal courts would be to honor the Act of State Doctrine, which dictates that the propriety of decisions of other countries relating to their internal affairs would not be questioned in the courts of the United States.

## Dissenting Opinion

    White
United States Supreme Court
376 U.S. 398
Banco Nacional de Cuba v. Sabbatino
Argued: Oct. 22 and 23, 1963. --- Decided: March 23, 1964
[Syllabus from 399 intentionally omitted]
Victor Rabinowitz, New York City, for petitioner.
Nicholas deB. Katzenbach, Washington, D.C., for the United States, as amicus curiae, by special leave of Court.
C. Dickerman Williams, New York City, for respondent, Farr, Whitlock & Co.
Whitney North Seymour, New York City, for respondent Compania Azucarera Vertientes-Camaguey de Cuba.
Mr. Justice HARLAN delivered the opinion of the Court.

## Notes

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# Bandy v. United States

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United States Supreme Court
364 U.S. 477
Bandy v. United States
Roger S. Bandy, pro se.
Solicitor General Rankin, Assistant Attorney General Rice and Meyer Rothwacks, for the United States.
On petition for writ of certiorari to the United States Court of Appeals for the Eighth Circuit.
PER CURIAM.

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# Bandini Petroleum Company v. Superior Court of California ex rel. Los Angeles County

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United States Supreme Court
284 U.S. 8
Bandini Petroleum Company v. Superior Court of California ex rel. Los Angeles County
Argued: Oct. 13, 14, 1931. --- Decided: Nov 23, 1931
Mr. Robert B. Murphey, of Los Angeles, Cal., for appellants.
[Argument of Counsel from page 9 intentionally omitted]
Messrs. James S. Bennett, of Los Angeles, Cal., and U.S. Webb, of San Francisco, Cal., for appellees.
Mr. Chief Justice HUGHES delivered the opinion of the Court.

## Notes

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# Banco Mexicano De Commercio Industria v. Deutsche Bank

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United States Supreme Court
263 U.S. 591
Banco Mexicano De Commercio Industria v. Deutsche Bank
Argued: Jan. 9, 1924. --- Decided: Jan 21, 1924
Mr. Henry W. Taft, of New York City, for appellants.
[Argument of Counsel from pages 592-594 intentionally omitted]
Mr. Assistant Attorney General Seymour, for appellees.
Mr. Justice McKENNA delivered the opinion of the court.

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# Bandana Days

    Why the dearest days of my life
    Were Bandana days,
    Bandana days though filled with turmoil, trouble and strife,
    Dearest mem'ries will live always.
    [Refrain]:
    In those dear old Bandana days,
    Cane and cotton ne'er forgotten,
    Bandana days.
    And those quaint old
    Bandana ways,
    When our dads were courting our dear mammies,
    They were sure some bashful sammies,
    And in all their Bandana plays,
    Banjos strummin', they'd be hummin'
    Bandana lays.
    And in the pale moonlight they'd swing left and right,
    In those dear old Bandana days.
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# Blae berries, or, The highland laird's courtship to a farmer's daughter

The Blae
Berries;
or, the HIGHLAND LAIRD’s
COURTSHIP to a
FARMER’s DAUGHTER.
TO WHICH IS ADDED,
THE HUMBLE BEGGAR.
GREENOCK:—Printed by W. SCOTT.
* Blae berries, or, The highland laird's courtship to a farmer's daughter
* The Humble Beggar
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# Blaeberries

Date is estimated.
THE
BLAEBERRIES.
To which is ⟨added,⟩
A New Song,
Call'd the Wanton Wives and Girls of Hull.
⟨EDINBURGH: Printed by J. Morren,⟩
* Blaeberries
* The wanton wives and girls of Hull
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# Blae berries, or, The highland laird's courtship to a farmer's daughter/The Humble Beggar

THE HUMBLE BEGGAR.
IN Scotland there liv’d a humble beggar,
He had neither house, nor hauld, nor hame,
But he was well liked by every body,
And they gae him sunkets to rax his wame.
A nivefow o’ meal, and a handfow of groats,
And a dad o’ (illegible text) ​Cauld parage, or the licking o’ plates,
Wad made him as blythe as a beggar could be.
This beggar was a humble beggar,
The feint a bit o’ pride had he, He wad a ta’en his a’ms in a bicker,
Frae gentleman or poor bodie.
His wallâts a-hint and a-fore did hang, In as good order as wallets cou’d be , A lang kail-gully hang down by his side,
And a meikle nout-horn to roar on had he.
It happened ill, it happened warse,
It happened sae that he did die, And wha do ye think was at his late wake,
But lads and lasses o’ high degree.
Some were blythe, and some were sad,
And some they play’d at blind Harie;
But suddenly up started the auld Carle, I red you good fo’ks tak care o’ me.
Up gat Kate that sat i’ the nook,
Vow kimmer, and how do ye?
Up he gat, and ca’d her a limmer, And ruggit and tuggit her cockernonie.
​They houkit his grave is Doukit’s kirk-yard,
E’en far frae the companie;
But when they were gawn to lay him i’the ⟨yird⟩
The feint a dead nor dead was he.
And when they brought him to Doukit’s ⟨kirk yard⟩,
He dunted on the kist, the boards did flee,
And when they were gawn to lay him i’the ⟨yird⟩
In fell the kist, and out lap he.
He cried, I’m cauld, I’m unca cauld,
Fu’ fast ran the fo’k, and fu’ fast ran he,
But he was first hame at his ain ingle-side,
And helpit to drink his ain dirgie.
FINIS.
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# Blaeberries, or, The highland laird's courtship to a farmer's daughter

the
Blaeberries;
or, the
Highland Laird’s Courtship
to a
Farmers Daughter.
to which are added,
EDWARD AND BETSY.
O DEAR! I’M SO PLEAS’D.
A DROP OF A DRAM.
THE HAPPY MARRIAGE.
Glasgow, Printed by J. and M. Robertson, Saltmarket, 1803.
* The blaeberries; or, The highland laird's courtship to a farmer's daughter
* Edward and Betsy
* O dear! I'm so pleas'd
* A drop of a dram
* The happy marriage
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# Appletons' Cyclopædia of American Biography/Oronhyatekha

Edition of 1900. Supplement.
ORONHYATEKHA, an Iroquois physician, b. near Brandford, Ontario, 10 Aug., 1841. After leaving Wesleyan academy, Massachusetts, he taught for a year among the Indians and then entered Kenyon college, followed by another three years at Toronto university. Later he was graduated at Oxford, England, adopting the profession of medicine, in which he achieved success in London, Canada. He is chief executive of the Indian order of Foresters, and has always taken an interest in rifle-shooting. Dr. Oronhyatekha recently described himself as being “more than a British subject, for he had the honor to be an ally of Great Britain,” and said that it was owing to “the aid and influence of the six Nations that the British crown now held Canada.” He married a granddaughter of Joseph Brant, the Mohawk chief, and their son is also a Canadian physician.
# Appletons' Cyclopædia of American Biography/Osceola

Edition of 1900.
OSCEOLA, or AS-SE-HE-HO-LAR (Black Drink), Seminole chief, b. on Chattahoochee river, Ga., in 1804; d. in Fort Moultrie, S. C., 30 Jan., 1838. He was the son of William Powell, an English trader with the Indians, and his mother was the daughter of a chief. In 1808 he removed with his mother to Florida, where he was early distinguished for ability, courage, and hatred of the whites, attained great influence among the Seminoles, and strongly opposed the cession of the tribal lands in Florida. In 1835, while on a visit to Fort King, his wife, the daughter of a fugitive slave, was stolen as a slave, and Osceola, in demanding her release of Gen. Thompson, the U. S. Indian agent, used threatening language. He was seized by order of the agent and put in irons, but was released after six days' imprisonment. Six months later, on 28 Dec., he avenged himself by killing Thompson and four others outside the fort, and thus began the second Seminole war. Osceola immediately took command of a band of Indians and fugitive slaves who on the same day had surprised and massacred Maj. Francis L. Dade and a detachment of 110 soldiers. On 31 Dec., with 200 followers, he encountered Gen. Duncan L. Clinch and 600 U. S. troops at the crossing of the Ouithlacoochee, and after a hard-fought action was compelled to retreat, having been wounded early in the battle. He afterward had several engagements with the troops under Gen. Edmund P. Gaines, and on 8 June, 1836, led a daring and well-conducted assault upon the fortified post at Micanopy, which was repelled with difficulty by the garrison of 300 regular troops. He made an unsuccessful attack on Fort Drane on 16 Aug. and narrowly escaped capture. For more than a year he contended with skill and energy against overwhelming odds; but on 21 Oct., 1837, while holding a conference under a flag of truce with Gen. Thomas S. Jesup near St. Augustine, he was seized with several of his followers and confined at Fort Moultrie, where he died. He was a brave and generous foe, and always protected women and children. Jesup asserted that his act was necessary, as Osceola had repeatedly shown that he would not regard the sanctity of a treaty.
# Appletons' Cyclopædia of American Biography/Osculati, Gaetano

Edition of 1900.
​OSCULATI, Gaetano, Italian naturalist, b. in Vedano, Lombardy, 29 Nov., 1808. At an early age he devoted himself to the study of the natural sciences, and in 1830-'1 he visited Greece, Egypt, Asia Minor, and other provinces of the Turkish empire. He embarked for South America in 1834, traversed the greater part of that continent, and in 1836 returned to Europe by the way of Cape Horn. In 1841 he visited Arabia, Armenia, Persia, and the coast of Malabar, and in 1846 he visited this country. After passing hurriedly through Canada, the United States, the Antilles, and Venezuela, he went to Quito, and thence started on an expedition to the Napo, a tributary of the Amazon. After several days' march he was abandoned by his Indian guides, but he succeeded in reaching the Napo alone, after a journey across a wide expanse of unsettled country and through trackless forests. He suffered for food, and during two weeks subsisted on palm-leaves and a single kind of fruit. In 1848 he returned to Europe with a rich collection. He published “Ezplorazione delle regioni equatoriali lungo il Napo” (Milan, 1854).
# Appletons' Cyclopædia of American Biography/Osterhaus, Peter Joseph

Edition of 1900.
​OSTERHAUS, Peter Joseph, soldier, b. in Coblentz, Germany, about 1820. He became an officer in the Prussian army, and subsequently emigrated to the United States, settling in St. Louis, Mo. At the beginning of the civil war he entered the National service as major of the 2d Missouri volunteers. He took part in the actions at Dug Springs and Wilson's Creek, was made colonel of the 12th Missouri regiment, commanded a brigade under Gen. John C. Fremont, and took part in the expedition of Gen. Samuel R. Curtis into Arkansas in pursuit of Gen. Sterling Price, leading a division at Pea Ridge. He was commissioned brigadier-general of volunteers on 9 June, 1862, and commanded a division at Helena, Ark., with which he participated in the capture of Arkansas Post, and subsequently in the siege of Vicksburg. He was engaged in the operations at Chattanooga and the battle of Mission Ridge as commander of the 1st division of the 15th corps, and in the Atlanta campaign, the march through Georgia, and the campaign of the Carolinas he commanded that corps, being promoted major-general on 23 July, 1864. At the surrender of Gen. E. Kirby Smith he acted as chief of staff to Gen. Edward R. S. Canby. He was mustered out on 15 Jan., 1866, and in the same year went to Lyons, France, as U. S. consul. He now (1888) resides at Mannheim, Germany, where he is director of a manufacturing association.
# Appletons' Cyclopædia of American Biography/Olsson, Olof

Edition of 1900.
​OLSSON, Olof, clergyman, b. in Björtorp, Vermland, Sweden, 31 March, 1841. He was educated at the universities of Stockholm and Upsala, and was graduated at the latter in 1861, after spending a year (1859-'60) in the Missionary institute at Leipsic. He also studied in the theological department of the University of Upsala, where he was graduated in 1863. He was ordained on 15 Dec. of the same year to the ministry of the Lutheran church, and at once assumed the duties of pastor, serving in that capacity in his native country until 1868. About this time he came to the United States and settled in Lindsborg, Kan., where he was pastor of Swedish Lutheran congregations in 1869-76. Since the latter year he has been professor of theology in the theological seminary of the Swedish Augustana college, Rock Island, Ill. He edited “Nyat Och Gammtl,” a newspaper, at Lindsborg, Kan., in 1873, and “Luther-Kalender,” an annual (Rock Island, Ill., 1883), and has published in Swedish “At the Cross” (Rock Island, Ill.), which has been reprinted in Sweden; “Greetings from Afar, being Recollections of Travels in England and Germany” (1880; also translated into Norwegian and published in Norway); and “The Christian Hope, Words of Consolation in Suffering and Sorrow” (Chicago, 1887).
# Appletons' Cyclopædia of American Biography/Ordway, Alfred

Edition of 1900. Supplement.
ORDWAY, Alfred, painter, b. in Roxbury, Mass., 9 March, 1821; d. in Melrose, Mass., 17 Nov., 1897. He was educated in the public schools of Lowell, began studying art in boyhood, and made numerous creditable crayons and pastels; and opened his first studio in Boston in 1845. With the exception of two years spent in New York city — part of the time at the National academy of design — and a short period in Virginia, his entire professional life was identified with that of Boston. In 1856-'63 he was director of the art exhibitions of the Boston athenæum. He was a founder of the Boston art club, and had been its secretary, treasurer, and president. Mr. Ordway made a specialty of portraiture and landscape work, and was a frequent exhibitor.