OpenLLM-France/wikimedia huggingface dataset:
# Papuan Fairy Tales/The Snake Child

THE SNAKE CHILD.
In the old days, it befell that the men of Kulawa, who were out hunting, found a snake and killed it. When they returned home they smoked it, and would have eaten it at their evening meal. But a girl who was near said, "Ye are about to eat of the snake. Will ye not give me a little that I may taste it?" Then they, willing to please her, gave her the tail, and she ate it. And so much did she love the taste of its flesh that she said again, "I pray you, give me a little of the snake that I may eat." So they gave her the middle, and she ate it all. Again she asked for more, and they gave it to her, and again, until the head was all that was left. Then she prayed that they would give her the head also, and they gave it to her, and she ate it and went away.
Now it came to pass that after a time the woman gave birth to a son, in form like to a snake, and she ​feared him greatly. Therefore she left him and crossed the sea to the great island, Iriwavo. Much rain fell, and the voice of the thunder was loud, nevertheless the snake swam after his mother that he might be with her. The people of Iriwavo seeing him draw near said, "What is this which we see?" The woman looked also, and cried "It is a snake." Then she fled across the sea once more, and landed at Bolanai. Yet she knew that not here would she be safe from her son. Therefore she said to the men of Bolanai, "Cut stakes many and sharp." They did her bidding, and she said, "Watch in this place and I will stay in the house. And presently a snake will come to this village. Spare him not, but cut it in pieces." The men did as she said, and cut the snake into many pieces as soon as he entered the village. Then they scraped the pieces and boiled them and gathered together that they might eat them. "We have done well to obey the voice of the woman," said they, "for the eating is good indeed." Then said an old woman to them, "It were a pity for the memory of this good food to fade. Give me some to plant in my garden, that we may see if perchance it will live there."
So they gave the old woman some of the flesh, and she planted it in her garden. And it came to pass that after not many days it sprouted and grew high above the earth. Then came many people and broke off shoots from the strange plant which grew in the old woman's garden, and planted them in their ​own gardens, where the shoots grew and waxed strong. And many did eat of the roots, and found them good indeed, for the name of the plant is Taro, which is the chief of all food. Thus was it that taro came to us, and for this reason is it that the people of Bolanai have it ever in their gardens in plenty and of great size.
# Our American Holidays - Christmas/The Adoration of the Wise Men

THE ADORATION OF THE WISE MEN
CECIL FRANCES ALEXANDER
Saw you never in the twilight,
 When the sun had left the skies,
Up in heaven the clear stars shining,
 Through the gloom like silver eyes?
So of old the wise men watching,
 Saw a little stranger star,
And they knew the King was given,  And they follow'd it from far.
Heard you never of the story,
 How they cross'd the desert wild, Journey'd on by plain and mountain,  Till they found the Holy Child?
How they open'd all their treasure,
 Kneeling to that Infant King,
Gave the gold and fragrant incense,
 Gave the myrrh in offering?
Know ye not that lowly Baby
 Was the bright and morning star, He who came to light the Gentiles,
 And the darken'd isles afar?
And we too may seek his cradle,
 There our heart's best treasures bring,
Love, and Faith, and true devotion,
 For our Saviour, God, and King.
# Our American Holidays - Christmas/The Ceremonies for Christmas Day

THE CEREMONIES FOR CHRISTMAS DAY
ROBERT HERRICK
Kindle the Christmas brand, and then
 Till sunset let it burn;
Which quench'd, then lay it up again
 Till Christmas next return.
Part must be kept wherewith to teend
 The Christmas log next year,
And where 'tis safely kept, the fiend
 Can do no mischief there.
# Our American Holidays - Christmas/The Christmas Fires

THE CHRISTMAS FIRES
The Christmas fires brightly gleam  And dance among the holly boughs, The Christmas pudding's spicy steam  With fragrance fills the house, While merry grows each friendly soul Over the foaming wassail bowl.
Resplendent stands the glitt'ring tree,
 Weighted with gifts for old and young.
The children's faces shine with glee,
 And joyous is each tongue,
While lads and lassies come and go
Under the festive mistletoe.
When suddenly the frosty air
 Is filled with music, voices sweet,
Lo! see the Christmas waits are there
 Snow-crowned and bare of feet,
Yet high and clear their voices ring.
And glad their Christmas carolling.
CAROL
O Child of Mary's tender care !
O little Child so pure and fair!
Cradled within the manger hay
On that divine first Christmas day!
The hopes of every age and race
Are centered in Thy radiant face !
O Child whose glory fills the earth!
O little Child of lowly birth !
The shepherds, guided from afar,
Stood worshiping beneath the star.
And wise-men fell on bended knee
And homage offered unto Thee!
O Child of whom the angels sing!
O little Child, our Infant King!
What balm for every sorrow lies
Within those clear, illumined eyes!
O precious gift to mortals given
To win us heritage in Heaven!
# Our American Holidays - Christmas/Sly Santa Claus

SLY SANTA CLAUS
MRS. C. S. STONE
All the house was asleep,  And the fire burning low, When, from far up the chimney,  Came down a "Ho! ho!" And a little, round man,  With a terrible scratching, Dropped into the room  With a wink that was catching. Yes, down he came, bumping, And thumping, and jumping.  And picking himself up without sign of a bruise!
"Ho! ho!" he kept on,  As if bursting with cheer.
"Good children, gay children,  Glad children, see here! I have brought you fine dolls,  And gay trumpets, and rings, Noah's arks, and bright skates,  And a host of good things! I have brought a whole sackful, A packful, a hackful!  Come hither, come hither, come hither and choose!
"Ho! ho! What is this?  Why, they all are asleep! But their stockings are up,  And my presents will keep! So, in with the candies,  The books, and the toys; All the goodies I have  For the good girls and boys. I'll ram them, and jam them, And slam them, and cram them;  All the stockings will hold while the tired youngsters snooze."
All the while his round shoulders  Kept ducking and ducking; And his little, fat fingers  Kept tucking and tucking; Until every stocking  Bulged out, on the wall, As if it were bursting,  And ready to fall.
And then, all at once,
 With a whisk and a whistle,
And twisting himself
 Like a tough bit of gristle,
He bounced up again,
 Like the down of a thistle,
 And nothing was left but the prints of his shoes.
# Our American Holidays - Christmas/So, Now is Come Our Joyful'st Feast

SO, NOW IS COME OUR JOYFULST FEAST
GEORGE WITHER
So, now is come our joyfulst feast.
 Let every man be jolly;
Each room with ivy leaves is drest.
 And every post with holly.
Though some churls at our mirth repine,
Round your foreheads garlands twine;
Drown sorrow in a cup of wine.
 And let us all be merry.
Now all our neighbours' chimnies smoke,
 And Christmas logs are burning;
Their ovens they with baked meats choke,
 And all their spits are turning.
Without the door let sorrow lie;
And if for cold it hap to die,
We'll bury't in a Christmas pie,  And evermore be merry.
Now every lad is wondrous trim,
 And no man minds his labour;
Our lasses have provided them  A bag-pipe and a tabor;
Young men and maids, and girls and boys,
Give life to one another's joys;
And you anon shall by their noise
 Perceive that they are merry.
Rank misers now do sparing shun;
 Their hall of music soundeth;
And dogs thence with whole shoulders run,
 So all things there aboundeth.
The country folks themselves advance
For crowdy-mutton's come out of France;
And Jack shall pipe, and Jill shall dance,
 And all the town be merry.
# Our American Holidays - Christmas/The Birth of Christ

THE BIRTH OF CHRIST
ALFRED TENNYSON
The time draws near the birth of Christ;
 The moon is hid — the night is still;
 The Christmas bells from hill to hill
Answer each other in the mist.
Four voices of four hamlets round,
 From far and near, on mead and moor,
 Swell out and fail, as if a door
Were shut between me and the sound.
Each voice four changes on the wind,
 That now dilate and now decrease,
 Peace and good-will, good-will and peace,
Peace and good-will to all mankind.
Rise, happy morn! rise, holy morn!
 Draw forth the cheerful day from night;
 O Father! touch the east, and light
The light that shone when hope was born!
# Our American Holidays - Christmas/The Christmas Carol

THE CHRISTMAS CAROL
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
The minstrels played their Christmas tune
 To-night beneath my cottage eaves;
While, smitten by a lofty moon,
 The encircling laurels, thick with leaves,
Gave back a rich and dazzling sheen
That overpowered their natural green.
Through hill and valley every breeze
 Had sunk to rest, with folded wings:
Keen was the air, but could not freeze
 Nor check the music of the strings;
So stout and hardy were the band
That scraped the chords with strenuous hand!
And who but listened—till was paid
 Respect to every inmate's claim:
The greeting given, the music played,
 In honor of each household name,
Duly pronounced with lusty call,
And "Merry Christmas" wished to all!
How touching, when, at midnight, sweep
 Snow-muffled winds, and all is dark,
To hear, and sink again to sleep!
 Or, at an earlier call, to mark
By blazing fire, the still suspense
Of self-complacent innocence;
The mutual nod, — the grave disguise
 Of hearts with gladness brimming o'er;
And some unbidden tears that rise
 For names once heard, and heard no more;
Tears brightened by the serenade
For infant in the cradle laid.
Hail ancient Manners! sure defence,
 Where they survive, of wholesome laws;
Remnants of love whose modest sense
 Thus into narrow room withdraws;
Hail, Usages of pristine mould,
And ye that guard them, Mountains old!
# Our American Holidays - Christmas/Song of the Holly

SONG OF THE HOLLY
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE
Blow, blow thou winter wind—
 Thou art not so unkind
 As man's ingratitude!
 Thy tooth is not so keen,
 Because thou art not seen,  Although thy breath be rude.
Heigh ho! sing heigh ho! unto the green holly:
Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly.
 Then heigh ho! the holly!  This life is most jolly!
 Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky—
 Thou dost not bite so nigh
 As benefits forgot!
 Though thou the waters warp,
 Thy sting is not so sharp
 As friend remembered not.
Heigh ho! sing heigh ho! unto the green holly,
Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly.
 Then heigh ho, the holly!
 This life is most jolly!
# Our American Holidays - Christmas/The Angels

THE ANGELS
WILLIAM DRUMMOND
Run, shepherds, run where Bethlehem blest appears.
We bring the best of news; be not dismayed:
A Saviour there is born more old than years.
Amidst heaven's rolling height this earth who stayed.
In a poor cottage inned, a virgin maid,
A weakling did him bear, who all upbears;
There is he poorly swaddled, in manger laid,
To whom too narrow swaddlings are our spheres:
Run, shepherds, run, and solemnize his birth.
This is that night—no, day, grown great with bliss,
In which the power of Satan broken is:
In heaven be glory, peace unto the earth!
Thus singing, through the air the angels swarm.
And cope of stars re-echoed the same.
Or say, if this new Birth of ours
Sleeps, laid within some ark of flowers, Spangled with dew-light; thou canst clear
All doubts, and manifest the where.
Declare to us, bright star, if we shall seek
Him in the morning's blushing cheek,
Or search the beds of spices through,
To find him out?
Star.—No, this ye need not do;
But only come and see Him rest,
A princely babe, in's mother's breast.
# Our American Holidays - Christmas/The Boar’s Head Carol

An annotated version of this text is available.
THE BOAR'S HEAD CAROL
(Sung at Queen's College, Oxford.)
The boar's head in hand bear I, Bedecked with bays and rosemary; And I pray you, my masters, be merry,  Quot estis in convivio.  Caput apri defero  Reddens laudes domino.
The boar's head, as I understand, Is the rarest dish in all this land, Which thus bedeck'd with a gay garland  Let us servire cantico.  Caput apri defero  Reddens laudes domino.
Our steward hath provided this In honour of the King of bliss; Which on this day to be served is  In Reginensi Atrio.  Caput apri defero  Reddens laudes domino.
# Oregon Historical Quarterly/Volume 12

No division between first and second issues in this bound volume

## Number 1 (March)

* Early Navigation of the Straits of Fuca. by F. W. Howay
* The Rise and Early History of Political Parties in Oregon: Period of the Territorial Government-- Political Organization. by Walter Carleton Woodward
* Financial History of Oregon: Treasury Administration in Oregon. by F. G. Young
* Letter Identifying the "Fountain" on Powder River, at Which Mr. Ogden Camped in Setting Out on Expedition, 1828-1829. by J. Neilson Barry
* "Excerpts and Notes"

## Number 2 (June)

* The Rise and Early History of Political Parties in Oregon: The Kansas-Nebraska Bill in Oregon Politics. by Walter Carleton Woodward
* The First-Born on the Oregon Trail. by J. Neilson Barry
* The History of Railway Transportation in the Pacific Northwest. by F. G. Young
* "Notes"

## Number 3 (September)

* David Thompson, Pathfinder, and the Columbia River. by T. C. Elliott
* Some Important Results from the Expedition of John Jacob Astor to and from the Oregon Country. by Frederick V. Holman (address as OHS pres.)
* A Hero of Old Astoria. by Eva Emery Dye (address)
* The Rise and Early History of Political Parties in Oregon: Democratic Discord. by Walter Carleton Woodward
* Oregon History for "the Oregon System". by F. G. Young
* "Document": Report on the Territory of Oregon, Charles Wilkes

## Number 4 (December)

* The Rise and Early History of Political Parties in Oregon: The Political Revolution of 1860. by Walter Carleton Woodward
* An Echo of the Campaign of Sixty. by Lester Burrell Shippee
* Preservation of Indian Names. by Walter H. Abbott
* The Gun Powder Story. by editorial notes by T. C. Elliott
* Review: Acquisition of Oregon and the Long Suppressed Evidence about Marcus Whitman, by William I. Marshall. essay by Leslie M. Scott
* "Notes"

## Index

This work is in the public domain in the United States because it was published before January 1, 1929.
This work may be in the public domain in countries and areas with longer native copyright terms that apply the rule of the shorter term to foreign works.
Public domainPublic domainfalsefalse
# Oregon and Washington Volunteers/13

House Misc. Doc. No. 47, 35th Congress, 2nd Session, p. 25

## [Joint resolution of the legislative assembly of Oregon, relative to the service of Captain Olney’s company of mounted volunteers, adopted December 11, 1854.]

Resolved by the legislative assembly of the Territory of Oregon, That our delegate in Congress be, and he is hereby, requested to use his influence with the Congress of the United States to secure the payment, by the quartermaster or paymaster at Fort Dalles, of the debts incurred in mounting and equipping volunteers engaged in the expedition against the Winnas or Snake Indians, and also for the speedy payment of the volunteers for services rendered in this expedition.
Passed December 11, 1854.
L. F. CARTEE, Speaker of the House of Representatives. J. K. KELLY, President of the Council.
# Oregon and Washington Volunteers/14

House Misc. Doc. No. 47, 35th Congress, 2nd Session, p. 26

## [Joint resolution of the legislative assembly of Oregon, relative to the service of Captain Jesse Walker’s company of mounted volunteers, adopted January 26, 1855.]

Relative to the remuneration of Company A and others of the 9th regiment of Oregon militia, for services rendered and supplies furnished to suppress Indian hostilities on the southern Oregon emigrant trail, 1854.
Resolved by the legislative assembly of the Territory of Oregon, That our delegate in Congress be, and is hereby, requested to urge a speedy appropriation for the payment for supplies furnished and other expenses incurred on account of and for the remuneration of the officers and men of Company “A” and others of the 9th regiment of Oregon militia, called into service in August, 1854, to suppress Indian hostilities on the southern Oregon emigrant trail by order of his excellency John W. Davis, late governor of Oregon.
Passed January 26, 1855.
L. F. CARTEE, Speaker of the House of Representatives. J. K. KELLY, President of the Council.
# Oregon and Washington Volunteers/15

House Misc. Doc. No. 47, 35th Congress, 2nd Session, pp. 26-27

## [Memorial of the legislative assembly of Oregon, relative to the service of Captain Olney’s company of mounted volunteers, passed January 23, 1856.]

MEMORIAL.
To the honorable the Senate and House of Representatives of the United States in Congress assembled:
Your memorialists, the legislative assembly of the Territory of Oregon, would respectfully represent to your honorable body, that an amount of money is justly due and owing to certain citizens of this Territory, for services rendered to the United States in an expedition to punish the Winnas or Snake tribe of Indians for the outrageous and inhuman massacre of the Ward families and other immigrants in the year 1854, which said expedition was conducted by a United States army officer, commanding at Fort Dalles, in this Territory; and that the services were called for by Major G. J. Raines, and were, by his order, conducted for nearly two months in said expedition, when those citizens who entered said service were discharged by him without having received any remuneration whatever.
And your memorialists would further represent that certain other citizens did furnish valuable property for the use and benefit of said expedition, such as horses, saddles, guns, &c., and said property was used by, and turned over to, and kept, and still remains in possession of the United States, under control of the proper officers at Fort Dalles; and that said citizens have not yet been paid for either services or property, as above described; and as the commander at that post has refused and still continues to refuse to pay the above named just demand, therefore we, your petitioners, would respectfully ask your honorable body to provide means and direct the payment of such sums as shall be found justly due; and, in duty bound, will ever pray.
Passed the house January 22, 1856, and the council January 23, 1856.
DELAZON SMITH, Speaker of the House of Representatives.
A. P. DENNISON, President of the Council.
# Oregon and Washington Volunteers/19

House Misc. Doc. No. 47, 35th Congress, 2nd Session, pp. 31-32

## [Late Quartermaster General C. S. Drew’s letter to Governor Curry, transmitting correspondence, depositions, &c., relative to the service of Captain Jesse Walker’s company, dated December 14, 1857.]

Salem, O. T., December 14, 1857.
Sir: I have the honor to transmit herewith the deposition of John W. McCully, D. M. Kenney, W. W. Fowler, Sigismund Ettlinger, Jacob A. Brunner, William Hesse, John Anderson, and Benjamin T. Davis, the oldest and most prominent merchants and traders of Jacksonville, Oregon; and also the statements of Hon. A. M. Rosborough, E. Steele, D. R. Calhoon, E. W. Conner, and W. T. Kershaw, of Siskiyou county, California, in relation to Indian hostilities and prices of supplies in southern Oregon.
Mr. Rosborough was formerly special Indian agent for northern California, and exercised, as he yet does, a great influence over the Indians of that section of country. He is now county judge of Siskiyou county, in that State. E. Steele is of the same place, a lawyer by profession, and the minuteness of his statement shows him to be entirely conversant with the subject of which he writes. D. R. Calhoon is a farmer, of Scott’s valley. E. W. Conner is a stock-grower, of Shasta valley. W. T. Kershaw has served for a long time as constable of Yreka. These gentlemen are men of strict veracity, sound judgment, and well acquainted with Indian character.
Very respectfully, your obedient servant,
C. S. DREW, Late Quartermaster General, Oregon Territory.
His Excellency Geo. L. Curry, Governor of Oregon.
# Passionate Kisses

* "Passionate Kisses" in Pall Mall (1911)
* "Passionate Kisses" in Minnie's Bishop and Other Stories (1915)
# Past Days

* Search for titles containing or beginning with: "Past Days."
* sister projects: Wikidata item.
This is a disambiguation page. It lists works that share the same title. If an article link referred you here, please consider editing it to point directly to the intended page.
* Past Days, a poem by Anne Brontë
* Past Days, a poem by Algernon Charles Swinburne
# Passionate Pilgrim

* Search for titles containing or beginning with: "Passionate Pilgrim."
* sister projects: Wikipedia article, Wikidata item.
This is a disambiguation page. It lists works that share the same title. If an article link referred you here, please consider editing it to point directly to the intended page.
* The Passionate Pilgrim (1599)—collection of poems attributed to William Shakespeare
* A Passionate Pilgrim (1871)—novella by Henry James
* A Passionate Pilgrim (1897)—novel by Percy White
# Passports Act

* Search for titles containing or beginning with: "Passports Act."
* sister projects: Wikidata item.
This is a disambiguation page. It lists works that share the same title. If an article link referred you here, please consider editing it to point directly to the intended page.
* Passports Act 1938 (Cth., No. 15 of 1938), an Australian Act that governs the issuance of Australian passports. Largely replaced by the Australian Passports Act 2005 (Cth.) and renamed as the Foreign Passports (Law Enforcement and Security) Act 2005.
* Passports Act, 1967 (Act 15 of 1967), an Indian Act that provides for similar matters.
* Passports Act 1992 (1992 No. 92), a New Zealand Act that provides for similar matters.
* Passports Act 2007, a Singaporean Act that provides for similar matters.
* Passports Act 2008 (No. 4 of 2008), an Irish Act that provides for similar matters.