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# Louisiana ex rel. Hubert v. Mayor and Council of the City of New Orleans

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United States Supreme Court
215 U.S. 170
Louisiana ex rel. Hubert v. Mayor and Council of the City of New Orleans
Argued: November 1, 2, 1909. --- Decided: November 29, 1909
Messrs. Charles Louque, J. D. Rouse, and William Grant for plaintiff in error.
Mr. Frank B. Thomas for defendant in error.
Mr. Justice Day delivered the opinion of the court:

## Notes

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# Louisiana ex rel. Francis v. Resweber

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## Dissenting Opinion

    Burton
United States Supreme Court
329 U.S. 459
Louisiana ex rel. Francis v. Resweber
Argued: Nov. 18, 1946. --- Decided: Jan 13, 1947
See 330 U.S. 853, 67 S.Ct. 673.
Mr.James Skelly Wright, of New Orleans, La., for petitioner.
Messrs. Michael E. Culligan, of New Orleans, La., and L. O. Pecot, of Franklin, La., for respondents.
Mr. Justice REED announced the judgment of the Court in an opinion in which The CHIEF JUSTICE, Mr. Justice BLACK and Mr. Justice JACKSON join.

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# Louisiana ex rel. Gremillion v. National Association for the Advancement of Colored People

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United States Supreme Court
366 U.S. 293
Louisiana ex rel. Gremillion v. National Association for the Advancement of Colored People
Argued: April 26, 1961. --- Decided: May 22, 1961
Messrs. William P. Schuler and M. E. Culligan, New Orleans, La., for appellants.
Mr. Robert L. Carter, New York City, for appellees.
Mr. Justice DOUGLAS delivered the opinion of the Court.

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# Law Enforcement Officers Killed and Assaulted 1997

FOREWORD
—excerpts from speech given at Law Enforcement Memorial Ceremony
Clarksburg, West Virginia, May 14, 1998
We must realize that law enforcement officers face danger on a daily basis. Since 1988, nearly 700 law enforcement officers throughout the country have been slain in the line of duty, another 629 have been killed in duty-related accidents, and over 600,000 officers have been assaulted. While progress is being made in fighting crime, violence remains a serious threat to those who have sworn to protect society.Yet, even with the challenges facing law enforcement, brave men and women continue to join these ranks and swear to work each day to preserve the peace and improve the safety of towns and cities across America. Whether a seasoned veteran or a rookie just out of training, these heroic men and women, and their fallen colleagues whom we honor today, come from many different backgrounds. However, they are linked by a common ideal— that freedom is worth defending and that justice shall prevail...
Some people in the United States say that heroes are people that win World Series titles, or Super Bowl championships, or the Stanley Cup. I disagree. The men and women we honor here today were larger-than-life heroes in every sense of the word. They fought and died for the strongly held principles of law and order. Their sacrifice has made a difference to each and everyone of us. For those who died to uphold these beliefs, and for those who still stand to protect them, we salute you.
James V. DeSarno, Jr.
Assistant Director in Charge
Criminal Justice Information Services Division
Federal Bureau of Investigation
# Law Notes

Law Notes is a periodical, published from 1882 onwards. It was originally called 'Gibson's Law Notes'.
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# Mansfield Park

the novel was written between 1812 and 1814 at Chawton Cottage, and published in July 1814 by the same Mr. Egerton who had given to the world its two predecessors. When the novel reached a second edition, its publication was taken over by John Murray, who was also responsible for bringing out its successor, Emma. It is, perhaps, the most satirical of Austen's works.
MANSFIELD PARK:
A NOVEL.
IN THREE VOLUMES.
BY THE
AUTHOR OF "SENSE AND SENSIBILITY,"
AND "PRIDE AND PREJUDICE."
VOL. I.
London:
PRINTED FOR T. EGERTON,
MILITARY LIBRARY, WHITEHALL.
1814.
* Chapter I
* Chapter II
* Chapter III
* Chapter IV
* Chapter V
* Chapter VI
* Chapter VII
* Chapter VIII
* Chapter IX
* Chapter X
* Chapter XI
* Chapter XII
* Chapter XIII
* Chapter XIV
* Chapter XV
* Chapter XVI
* Chapter XVII
* Chapter XVIII
* Chapter XIX
* Chapter XX
* Chapter XXI
* Chapter XXII
* Chapter XXIII
* Chapter XXIV
* Chapter XXV
* Chapter XXVI
* Chapter XXVII
* Chapter XXVIII
* Chapter XXIX
* Chapter XXX
* Chapter XXXI
* Chapter XXXII
* Chapter XXXIII
* Chapter XXXIV
* Chapter XXXV
* Chapter XXXVI
* Chapter XXXVII
* Chapter XXXVIII
* Chapter XXXIX
* Chapter XL
* Chapter XLI
* Chapter XLII
* Chapter XLIII
* Chapter XLIV
* Chapter XLV
* Chapter XLVI
* Chapter XLVII
* Chapter XLVIII
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# Letter to George and Thomas Keats, December 28, 1817

22 December 1818 My dear Brothers
I must crave your pardon for not having written ere this [ . . . ] [T]he excellence of every Art is its intensity, capable of making all disagreeables evaporate, from their being in close relationship with Beauty & Truth—Examine King Lear & you will find this exemplified throughout; but in this picture we have unpleasantness without any momentous depth of speculation excited, in which to bury its repulsiveness—The picture is larger than Christ rejected—I dined with Haydon the sunday after you left, & had a very pleasant day, I dined too (for I have been out too much lately) with Horace Smith & met his two brothers with Hill & Kingston & one Du Bois, they only served to convince me, how superior humour is to wit in respect to enjoyment—These men say things which make one start, without making one feel, they are all alike; their manners are alike; they all know fashionables; they have a mannerism in their very eating & drinking, in their mere handling a Decanter—They talked of Kean & his low company—Would I were with that company instead of yours said I to myself! I know such like acquaintance will never do for me & yet I am going to Reynolds, on wednesday—Brown & Dilke walked with me & back from the Christmas pantomime. I had not a dispute but a disquisition with Dilke, on various subjects; several things dovetailed in my mind, & at once it struck me, what quality went to form a Man of Achievement especially in Literature & which Shakespeare possessed so enormously—I mean Negative Capability, that is when man is capable of being in uncertainties, Mysteries, doubts, without any irritable reaching after fact & reason—Coleridge, for instance, would let go by a fine isolated verisimilitude caught from the Penetralium of mystery, from being incapable of remaining content with half knowledge. This pursued through Volumes would perhaps take us no further than this, that with a great poet the sense of Beauty overcomes every other consideration, or rather obliterates all consideration.
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# Letter to George Washington - February 14, 1790

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Monticello Feb. 14. 1790
Sir
I have duly received the letter of the 21st of January With which you have honored me, and. no longer hesitate to undertake the office to which you are pleased to call me. Your desire that I should come on as quickly as possible, is a sufficient reason for me to postpone every matter of business, however pressing, which admits postponement. Still, it will be the close of the ensuing week before I can get away, and then I shall have to go by the way of Richmond, which will lengthen my road. I shall not fail, however, to go on with all the dispatch possible, nor to satisfy you, I hope, when I shall have the honor of seeing you in New York, that the circumstances which prevent my immediate departure, are not under my control. I have now that of being, with sentiments of the most perfect respect & attachment, Sir
Your most obedient & most humble servant
Th. Jefferson
The President of the U.S.
# McClure's Magazine/Volume 19/Number 6/Work

from October 1902, p. 522
MINE is the shape forever set between The thought and form, the vision and the deed; The hidden light, the glory all unseen, I bring to mortal senses, mortal need.
Who loves me not, my sorrowing slave is he, Bent with a burden, knowing oft the rod; But he who loves me shall my master be, And use me with the joyance of a god.
Man's lord or servant, still I am his friend; Desire for me is simple as his breath; Yea, waiting, old and toilless, for the end, He prays that he may find me after death.
# McClure's Magazine/Volume 2/Number 1/To My Wife

from December 1893, p. 112
Fast falls the snow, O lady mine! Sprinkling the lawn with crystals fine; But, by the gods, we won't repine, While we're together! We'll chat and rhyme, and kiss and dine, Defying weather.
So stir the fire and pour the wine, And let those sea-green eyes divine Pour their love-madness into mine; I don't care whether 'Tis snow or sun, or rain or shine, If we're together.
# Letters from India Volume II/The Hon F H Eden to a Friend

Barrackpore, April 14, 1837.
My dearest ——,—This is the hopeless experiment we all weakly make of sending letters overland, but I am not going to say much to you, because I am just sending you off a regular book of a letter by sea, the sort of thing you will never get through but then ‘it shows my devotion.’ I am also sending you, at ​last, those herons’ feathers. They came to me, as you will see, in two round ostentatious cases. I grumbled over them for a week, because I think they look rather like crows’ feathers fainted away. However, when I was ejaculating over them, and showing them to Emily, sneering a great deal at clever ——, and a great deal at you for thinking those could be what you wanted, his jemadars made a dart at them, expressed many Eastern signs of admiration and astonishment, and said that except Runjeet Singh nobody ever had such. From which I judge that you and he must be very much alike in your ways. Lady William Bentinck had some, and wore them with a turban and a diamond; the jemadars evidently thought it was a grand moment for her, and said, ‘I suppose it only Lady Bentinck who wear these in England.’ In the meantime I do not know their price, but I should think not above 500,000 rupees; of course, no object to you. Perhaps they may be less; indeed, I have a notion that Major —— mentioned fifty rupees as their probable price. I will honestly let you know. I have put in some black feathers with a white stripe. You need have no scruple about letting ​me give you them; they are like those the natives wear in their turbans at the Mohurram festival, with silver tassels at the end of each feather to make them droop. Runjeet and Lady L——, your two congenial souls, would put diamonds, and you owe it to them to do the same thing.
Talking of Runjeet, the man has been marrying his heir to his niece, and anything like the splendour of the proceedings I have never heard of. 300,000 people followed the procession, and he gave a rupee to each. He had all his troops manceuvred before Sir H. Fane and there were 5,000 chiefs, all in different armour—some in splendid chain, armour; and, as they galloped by, they all threw rupees on a particular spot on a carpet. The bride’s dowry was eleven elephants richly caparisoned—that is, with quantities of jewels, 101 camels, and so on, besides shawls and jewels without end.
Runjeet was told that we were very sorry this marriage did not take place next year, when we should be up the country, and he sent word that every fête should be repeated if we would promise to come. The fêtes lasted a ​fortnight, and have cost more lacs of rupees than I dare tell you. I fancy he is a great man. I wonder he does not turn us all out of the country. It turns out, too, that he is quite a chicken—only fifty-two years old.
Yours most affectionately,
F. H. Eden.
# Letters from India Volume II/To Blank 4

Government House, October 16, 1837.
——, I must thank you myself (how do I know Fanny is to be trusted with thanks?) for your extreme kindness in sending me those two pretty muslins. It was so like you. I am still more pleased with the gowns. They came in such a nohow, unexpected sort of way, that is particularly pleasant at this distance from home. I hope, by a strict adherence to that wretched fashion of tight sleeves, to be able to spare enough of each pattern for a new douillette for that little darling whom you always remember with so much affection—that little angel Chance.
His servant informs me that he wants two new coats; he has one of Chinese brocade, with a gold breastplate, which was presented to him ​last year; but that he can only wear when he goes to visit the King of Oude’s or the King of Lucknow’s dogs. For his days of common Pariah audiences I should think a coloured muslin must be correct.
I was shocked the other day by hearing that his servant, Jimmund, had given him warning on going up the country. At first I thought Chance had grown into the European custom of striking his servants, as his dear little temper is not entirely without its imperfections; still I thought him too much of a gentleman to give way to such an abominable practice. So I made no enquiries, but begged another servant might be engaged for the march. Then the whole story turned out to be a mistake. Jimmund came into my room with Chance under his arm, his hands clasped, and he vociferating a great many of those odd sounds the natives are so good as to call their language. My jemadar stood by, translating it literally, and I thought it very pretty. ‘He say no such bad thought enter the head of Ladyship’s servant; his enemies say it for him. He say Chance is the child of his house, and good luck has come to his house with him. He say it is ​his duty to take care of any dog of Ladyship’s, but he love Chance with his heart. And he say Ladyship is his father and mother, and may do what she like with him, but he likes to keep the dog.’
Major B—— says that that is a very literal translation, and I thought immediately that you would like to hear such an oration in favour of Chance, and that you would not for an instant imagine that the extra rupees Jimmund receives for his care of him could influence him in the slightest degree.
In a few days we depart on our travels; I expect they will be very amusing. And now many thanks.
Your most affectionate,
E. E.
# Letters from India Volume II/To a Friend 2

Barrackpore, May 19, 1837.
I always skip two or three days after sending off a letter and drop a stitch or so, which rather varies and improves the pattern. The ——s dined with us on Wednesday; Mr. —— went to join Sir H. Fane on his visit to Runjeet Singh, and is just returned. As he is not a ‘Company’s servant,’ he of course was allowed to take any present Runjeet gave him; and the agonies of the other ladies in Calcutta have been intense on hearing that he was bringing his wife a pair of massive bangles and two splendid shawls, besides other ornaments, from the King of Delhi.
I was quite disappointed yesterday when Mrs. —— sent me her presents to look at, that we might attest their magnificence was not appalling. Two old patched shawls and two bracelets, such as our ayahs wear. I am vexed that the envy of the others should be gratified, and that Mrs, ——, who is a very nice person and handsome, should not have what she liked.
Runjeet has sent us most pressing invitations ​by Mr. ——, with a promise to repeat all his festivities if we will go and see him; and I hope we may. We had tribes of visitors on Thursday morning. I cannot think how they can come out in the daytime during this month; and they all say it kills them, but still they come. The number makes very little difference to us, but we shut the gates now very precisely as the clock strikes one, as two hours of it are more than enough. We all came up by land in the afternoon to a very late dinner.
Sunday, 21st.
Mrs. —— has actively employed herself in raising subscriptions for adding glass windows to the church, and it is rather improved, but still it is a fearfully hot day, and I got the headache for the whole afternoon by going to church. It is a very mistaken piece of devotion at this time of year, or rather interferes with all other devotion.
We were an immense party on the road quite late at night, going down to Calcutta.
# Littell's Living Age/Volume 130/Issue 1685/Hope

HOPE. :
Within the heart a merry bird
Poured out through life's dull toils its music sweet;
What though one soul alone its warblings heard,
And to itself its carols would repeat.
Tempest nor cold could drive the bird away —
Through leafless boughs still swept its tireless song;
Sadder, perhaps, when skies were lowering, gray,
But with the rosy tints how loud, how long.
Hunger nor thirst could bid the bird depart,
Around for want's scant crumbs it warbling flew;
In the forsaken chambers of the heart,
Through poverty, its lays the sweeter grew.
And when despair the cage wide open set,
Still did it linger, still it would not go —
Its daily welcome it could not forget,
It had its cheering notes even for woe!
And when affection's hand must loose its hold,
And loving accents fail the death-dulled ear,
Still in the heart its wings 't will softly fold,
Still will its song the passing spirit cheer. :
| Salem. Transcript. | Lydia L. A. Vere. |
# Littell's Living Age/Volume 130/Issue 1685

LITTELL'S LIVING AGE.
| Fifth Series, Volume XV. | $\scriptstyle {\left.{\begin{matrix}\ \end{matrix}}\right\}\,$ | No. 1685. — September 23 & 30, 1876. | $\scriptstyle {\left\{{\begin{matrix}\ \end{matrix}}\right.}$ | From Beginning Vol. CXXX. |
CONTENTS. :
| I. | Modern Philosophers on the Probable Age of the World, | Quarterly Review, | 771 |
| II. | Carita. By Mrs. Oliphant, author of "Chronicles of Carlingford," "Zaidee," etc., Part VII., | Cornhill Magazine, | 787 |
| III. | Charlotte Bronte. A Monograph, | Macmillan's Magazine, | 801 |
| IV. | An Excursion in Formosa, | Contemporary Review, | 816 |
| V. | The Swarming of Mankind, | Spectator, | 821 |
| VI. | The Limits of Fiction, | Saturday Review, | 823 |
| | ⁂ Title and Index to Volume CXXX. | | |
POETRY. :
| To Summer, | 770 | Just a Few Words, | 770 |
| Hope, | 770 | | |
# Littell's Living Age/Volume 130/Issue 1684/Miscellany

​The Physiology of Hearing. — The Berlin Journal of Chemistry is responsible for the following facts, which it gathers from a medical journal. It states that Herr Urbantschitch calls attention to the fact that if a watch be held at a little distance from the ear, the ticking is not heard uniformly, but there is a swelling and diminishing of the sound. If held at such a distance as to be scarcely audible, the ticking will come and go, being at times perceived distinctly, but at times becoming wholly inaudible, as if the watch were being moved to and from the ear. This variation in perception is not always gradual; it is sometimes sudden. The same holds good for other weak sounds, as that of a weak water-jet, or a tuning-fork. Since breathing and pulsation have not the least influence on the phenomenon, the interruptions of the sensation must be attributed to the organ of hearing itself; our ear is unable to feel weak acoustic stimuli uniformly, but has varying times of fatigue. To decide finally where the peculiarity lay, M. Urbantschitch made both ear-passages airtight and applied a tuning-fork and watch to the head. The sounds seemed not continuous, but intermittent. The cause must therefore be in the nerves of hearing.
Mr. Alexander Agassiz, in his recent trip to Peru, found occasion to conclude that the Pacific, within a comparatively recent time, extended through gaps in the Coast Range, and made an internal sea which stood at a height of not less than twenty-nine hundred feet, and probably much above this. This is proved by the fact of the occurrence of coral limestone twenty-nine hundred or three thousand feet above the sea level, about twenty miles in a straight line from the Pacific. The corals are of modern aspect, although the species are undescribed. The fact that there are extensive saline basins at a height of even seven thousand feet on the coast of Peru would seem to indicate that the submergence was at one time still greater than that suggested. Indeed, eight species of Allorchestes, a salt-water genus of amphipod crustaceans found in Lake Titicaca, would seem to indicate that this lake, twelve thousand five hundred feet above the sea, must have been at one time at the sea-level.
Nature.
Winds of Spitzbergen. — In the Austrian Journal for May 15 we have an abstract of a paper by Dr. Wijkander, published in the Ofversigten of the Swedish Academy. He points out that the most remarkable phenomena of the storms in the Arctic seas is their irregularity, vessels on different sides of a large floe having different winds, all blowing hard, while inside there is calm. The Swedes at Polhem had few storms in spring, the Germans at Pendulum Island had as many as in winter, owing to the proximity of open water. The path of the storms was generally southerly, and one remarkable feature was the warmth and dryness of the southerly winds at Polhem, partly due to the fact that the air must have passed over the high land of Spitzbergen, and warmed itself in descending to the sea-level. The same circumstances are noticed with the warm south-east winds of Greenland.
Academy.
# Littell's Living Age/Volume 130/Issue 1685/Just a Few Words

JUST A FEW WORDS. :
Just a few words, but they blinded
The brightness all out of a day;
Just a few words, but they lifted
The shadows and cast them away.
Oh! the pain of the wounds,
Of the harden'd word's sting;
Oh! the balm and the brightness
That kind ones will bring.
Only a frown, but it dampen'd
The cheer of a dear little heart;
Only a smile, but its sweetness
Check'd tears that were ready to start.
Sullen frowns — how they chill,
Happy smiles — how they lure
One to smile, one to raise,
One to kill, one to cure.
Oh that the rules of our living
More like to the golden would be!
Much, oh! so much more of sunshine
Would go out from you and from me.
Less profession, more truth,
In our every-day life,
More justice, then surely,
Lighter hearts and less strife.
For better and kinder we all mean to be.
But there's lack in the thinking of both you and me. :
| Transcript. | Georgiana Nourse. |