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# The American Cyclopædia (1879)/Tauchnitz

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​TAUCHNITZ. I. Karl Christoph Traugott, a German publisher, born at Grosspardau, near Grimma, Oct. 29, 1761, died in Leipsic, Jan. 14, 1836. He learned the printer's trade at Leipsic, and worked in the celebrated printing house of Unger in Berlin. In 1792 he entered the house of Sommer in Leipsic, and in 1796 established in that city the house long known by his name. He began with a small printing house, but in 1798 opened a bookstore in connection with it, and in 1800 a type foundery. In 1809 he published the first volumes of a series of Greek and Latin classics, which, from their accuracy, cheapness, and convenient size, became very popular. He also published some very perfect editions of classical authors in folio. In 1816 he established the first stereotype foundery in Germany; and he was the first to stereotype music. His edition of Mozart's Don Giovanni had a wide popularity. He also printed stereotype editions of oriental works, including two of the Hebrew Bible, and an edition of the Koran. II. Karl Christian Philipp, son of the preceding, born in Leipsic, March 4, 1798. He enlarged his father's business, and carried it on with success until he retired in 1865. Besides many celebrated and important philological publications, he completed in 1840 Fürst's edition of the Hebrew concordance. III. Christian Bernhard, baron, a German publisher, cousin of the preceding, born Aug. 25, 1816. He founded in Leipsic in 1837 a publishing house, which has become celebrated by the issue of a collection of English works, well known as the “Tauchnitz editions,” of which more than 1,000 volumes had been published in 1868, of more than 120 English authors; a copyright for the continent being secured for the more recent works. In 1866 he began the publication of a series of German authors for the use of English-speaking people. In 1860 the title of baron was conferred upon him by the duke of Saxe-Coburg-Gotha, and his title was recognized by the king of Saxony in 1861.
# The American Cyclopædia (1879)/Tallahatchie (river)

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​ TALLAHATCHIE, a river of Mississippi, the principal tributary of the Yazoo, rising in the N. E. part of the state, and flowing in a circuitous but generally S. W. and S. course 250 m. to its junction with the Yalobusha river to form the Yazoo. It is navigable by steamboats more than 100 m.
# The American Cyclopædia (1879)/Tallapoosa (county)

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TALLAPOOSA, an E. county of Alabama, intersected by the Tallapoosa river, and drained by its branches; area, 700 sq. m.; pop in 1870, 16,963, of whom 4,190 were colored. The surface is hilly and the soil in some parts fertile. The Savannah and Memphis railroad traverses
it. The chief productions in 1870 were 48,468 bushels of wheat, 267,764 of Indian corn, 33,353 of oats, 26,236 of sweet potatoes, 5,446 bales of cotton, and 10,439 lbs. of wool. There were 1,224 horses, 1,198 mules and asses, 8,251 cattle, 3,538 sheep, 12,799 swine, and 26 flour mills. Capital, Dadeville.
# The American Cyclopædia (1879)/Tauler, Johann

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​TAULER, Johann, a German mystic, born probably in Strasburg in 1290, died there, June 16, 1361. At the age of 18 he renounced a fortune to enter the Dominican cloister. After studying the scholastic theology in Paris he returned to Strasburg, and came under the influence of Master Eckhart. He became one of the so-called “friends of God,” an unorganized brotherhood, including priests, nobles, and burghers in all the large cities, who represented the height of mysticism, denied the special prerogative of the clergy except in the celebration of the sacraments, and dwelt upon worship in the heart and life. He preached in Strasburg, Cologne, and Basel, where Henry of Nordlingen had resumed his forbidden functions. Amid the ravages of the black death (1348-'9), he bestowed the consolations of religion on the people, preaching in German mingled with Latin. He wrote in German a treatise on “Following the Lowly Life of Christ” (Frankfort, 1621), addressed a remonstrance to the clergy against leaving the dying unattended and unabsolved, and denounced ecclesiastical abuses. Having been summoned by the emperor Charles IV., when at Strasburg in 1348, to render an account of his faith, he disappeared from the city, but returned there shortly before his death. The best of the early editions of his sermons are those of Leipsic (1498), Basel (1521-'2), Halberstadt (1523), and Cologne (1543). There is a modern German translation by Schlosser of his sermons (3 vols., Frankfort, 1826; 2d ed., 1864), and of his Nachfolgung des armen Lebens Christi (1833). The hymns attributed to him are of doubtful authenticity. See Schmidt, Johannes Tauler von Strasburg (Hamburg, 1841), and Miss Winkworth, “Life and Times of Tauler,” with 25 of his sermons translated from the German (1857).
# The American Cyclopædia (1879)/Tallahassee

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​ TALLAHASSEE, a city and the capital of Florida, county seat of Leon co., on the Jacksonville, Pensacola, and Mobile railroad, at the junction of a branch to St. Mark's, 155 m. W. of Jacksonville and 21 m. N. of the gulf of Mexico; lat. 30° 25′ N., lon. 84° 18′ W.; pop. in 1870, 2,023, of whom 820 were white and 1,203 colored; in 1875, about 2,500; including suburbs, 4,000. It is beautifully situated on high ground, and is regularly laid out in a plot a mile square, with broad streets and several public squares, shaded with evergreens and oaks. The abundance and variety of flowers and shrubs give it the appearance of a garden. The business portion is of brick. The public buildings are the capitol (commenced in 1826), a large three-story brick edifice, with pillared entrances opening east and west; the court house, a substantial two-story brick structure; and the West Florida seminary, a large two-story brick building, on a hill commanding a view of the entire city. In the vicinity are beautiful springs, the most celebrated of which is Wakulla, an immense limestone basin, 16 m. distant. The surrounding country is fertile. The city contains the car and machine shops of the railroad company, and has the only cotton factory in the state. The seminary has separate male and female departments, and is supported by the proceeds of the “seminary lands” granted to the state by congress. There are several free public schools, two weekly newspapers, and Baptist, Episcopal, Methodist, Presbyterian, and Roman Catholic churches.—The site of Tallahassee was selected as the seat of the territorial government in 1822; it was laid out in 1824, and incorporated as a city in 1827. In 1843 the entire business portion, then of wood, was destroyed by fire.
# The American Cyclopædia (1879)/Tancred

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TANCRED, an Italian crusader, born in 1078, died in Antioch in 1112. He was a son of the marquis Odo or Ottobonus and of Emma, a daughter of Tancred de Hauteville and sister of Robert Guiscard, duke of Apulia. He took the cross under his cousin Bohemond, son of Robert Guiscard, made over his heritage to his younger brother, and embarked in 1096 from Taranto. In the plains of Chalcedon his troops joined those of Godfrey of Bouillon, with whom he formed an intimate friendship. At the siege of Nicæa in 1097 he distinguished himself, at the battle of Dorylæum saved the army of the cross from destruction, and after the taking of Nicæa led the advanced guard through Asia Minor. He took possession of Tarsus and Malmistra, to both of which Baldwin laid claim, giving rise to a bitter quarrel; but they were afterward reconciled. He achieved great distinction during the siege of Antioch; and at the storming of Jerusalem he was one of the first to mount the walls. In the carnage and rapine which followed, he almost alone of the Christian knights manifested compassion, and at the risk of his own life saved thousands of the captured. When the sultan of Egypt marched toward Jerusalem, Tancred defeated his advanced guard, and shared in the subsequent victory at Ascalon, Aug. 12, 1099. He afterward took Tiberias, beleaguered Jaffa, and was made prince of Tiberias or Galilee. Bohemond, now prince of Antioch, being taken prisoner by the Saracens, Tancred marched to his relief, and administered his government during his detention; and when Bohemond after his release went to Europe to arm the West against the Byzantine empire, he left the defence of Antioch to Tancred. During his absence his principality was attacked on all sides, but was heroically defended by Tancred, who reduced Artesia, besieged Tripoli in 1109, and subsequently withstood in Antioch a severe siege from the Saracens. Bohemond died at Salerno, and the host he had collected was scattered. Tancred now resumed the offensive, defeated the Saracens, and forced the sultan to evacuate Syria. His exploits have been celebrated, partly in prose, partly in verse, by Raoul de Caen, in Les gestes de Tancréde; and he is one of the principal characters of Tasso's “Jerusalem Delivered.”
# The American Cyclopædia (1879)/Taney

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TANEY, a S. W. county of Missouri, bordering on Arkansas, and drained by White river and its affluents; area, about 700 sq. m.; pop. in 1870, 4,407, of whom 10 were colored. The surface is hilly, and the soil fertile. The chief productions in 1870 were 6,375 bushels of wheat, 135,577 of Indian corn, 11,075 of oats, and 48,250 Ibs. of butter. There were 1,163
horses, 1,025 milch cows, 1,594 other cattle, 3,189 sheep, and 9,500 swine. Capital, Forsyth.
# The American Cyclopædia (1879)/Tallahatchie (county)

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​ TALLAHATCHIE, a N. W. county of Mississippi, intersected by the Tallahatchie river; area, about 750 sq. m.; pop. in 1870, 7,852, of whom 4,637 were colored. The surface is level and in many places swampy, and the soil fertile. The Mississippi and Tennessee railroad touches the N. E. corner. The chief productions in 1870 were 203,425 bushels of Indian corn, 13,620 of sweet potatoes, and 6,760 bales of cotton. There were 842 horses, 954 mules and asses, 5,500 cattle, 908 sheep, 7,406 swine, and 6 saw mills. Capital, Charleston.
# The Bird Book/Avocets and Stilts

SHORE BIRDS
AVOCETS and STILTS. Family RECURVIROSTRIDyE
225. AVOCET. Recurvirostra americana.
Range. Western North America, breeding north to Northwest Territory.
The Avocet can be known from any other bird by its up-curved bill, light plumage, webbed feet and large size (length about 17 inches). These waders are quite numerous in suitable localities
American Avocet Black-necked Stilt.
Greenish buff.
throughout the west, constructing their nests in the grass, bordering marshy places. The nest is simply a lining of grass in a hollow in the ground. They lay three or four eggs of a dark greenish or brownish buff color, boldly marked with brown and black. Size 1.90x1.30. Data. Rush Lake, Assiniboia. Pour eggs laid in a depression in the sand, lined with dry weeds. Many birds nesting in the colony.
226. BLACK-NECKED STILT.
Himantopus mexicanus.
Range. Like the last, this species is rarely found east of the Mississippi, but is very abundant in the United States west of that river.
A black and white wader, with exeremely long red legs; otherwise a gracefully formed bird. It breeds in large colonies anywhere in its range, making its nests of weeds and sometimes a few twigs, on the ground beside of, or in the marshes. Their eggs number three or four and are brownish or greenish buff with numerous markings of brownish black, these markings being somewhat lengthened and mostly running lengthwise of the shell. They nest during April in the southern parts of their range and through May and June in the
northern. Size of eggs 1.80x1.25. Data. Freshwater Lake, southern California, June 5, 1891. Four eggs laid on a mud flat near the water's edge; no nest. Collector, Evan Davis.
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Greenish buff.
THE BIRD BOOK
# The Bird Book/Barn Owls

BARN OWLS.
BIRDS OF PREY
Family Alucondidae
365. BARN OWL. Aluco pratincola.
Range. Chiefly in the southern parts of the United States ; north casually to Massachusetts, Minnesota and Washington.
White
This is one of the lightest colored of the Owls; it has a long, peculiarly hooded face,
from which it gets the name of "Monkey-faced Barn Owl
Owl." Its plumage is yellowish buff, specked and barred lightly with blackish.
It nests usually in hollow cavities of trees, but appears to have no objections to barns, holes in banks, or anywhere it can find a concealed crevice in which to deposit its four to six pure white eggs; size 1.70 x 1.30.
# The Bird's Release

* The Bird's Release at the Grave, in The New Monthly Magazine Volume 7, 1823.
* The Bird's Release, in The Forest Sanctuary, and Other Poems (Lays of Many Lands), 1825.
# The Bird Book

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THE BIRD BOOK
PASSENGER OR WILD PIGEON
FemaleMale
Young
THE BIRD BOOK
ILLUSTRATING IN NATURAL COLORS
MORE THAN SEVEN HUNDRED
NORTH AMERICAN BIRDS;
ALSO SEVERAL HUNDRED
PHOTOGRAPHS OF THEIR
NESTS AND EGGS
BY
CHESTER A. REED, B. S.
Garden City New York
DOUBLEDAY, PAGE & COMPANY
1915
Copyright, 1914, by
CHARLES K. REED
All rights reserved, including that of translation into foreign languages, including the Scandinavian
BARN OWL
TOPOGRAPHY OF A BIRD
TABLE OF CONTENTS
BALTIMORE ORIOLE
This work was published before January 1, 1929, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.
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# Tangled Hair/Willows

Willows
Willows standing in groups of six and seven That looked in winter Like Colonnades among the ruins!
Willows standing in the spring light: How beautiful they are today— Palaces built of precious jade!
# Tangled Hair/Spring Mire

Spring Mire
As if awakened from its dream, The wind that murmured in the pines Roars over the remaining cherry blossoms.
A banner on the castle Waves crazily, And the August wind Turns into showers.
Though the dog chases, The wagtail raises not its wings, But swiftly slides down The slope of the turfy hill.
when I wrap my sorrow In the flames of my love, The pale blue smoke Rises out of my soul.
When I place a piece of ice On the palm of my hand, I feel a curious intimacy With myself.
Rain falls With a sound more harsh Than my tearing of a letter Which I must hide from the others.
Though I well know that this world Is a vault to which my life is entrusted, I come to grow weary of its musty smell.
On the palm of my hand I place a bit of sand And blow upon it, But wet the sand comforts me not.
In the moonlight night, As the petals of the magnolia fall, The path in the woodland Seems like the stretch of a beach Dotted with white shells.
O my honored guest Who comes to enjoy the mountain spa! Pray, seven rooms in my house Are all rented to the autumnal mist.
# Tangled Hair/Summer to Autumn

Summer to Autumn
Like a holy Buddha In a shrine of gold, The morning sun rests in the depths Of the field of rape-seed flowers.
At the time when the mists are heavy And the cuckoo sings, A wild columbine shivers By the stone wall.
The early cherry bloom in my garden Is like a maiden on a pilgrimage. When the wind blows, she weeps.
The wind has risen, And the white morning glories sway Like the lips of an echo.
As I wait for my love In the summer twilight, A red crab crawls up The gate of the lighthouse beside me.
Fishing lights in the offing, Numberless, Are like the blossoms of camellias Drifting from the isle of Idzu.
In the spring rain The young nightingales Sing in the nest Made of my fallen hair.
The wings of a moth beat Upon the screens of my mountain retreat As if the autumn wind already Had begun to blow.
How odd To stand on a hanging bridge And watch the moon at night, Like a fish riding On the swell of the waves.
You have come at last, And so I let go the dragon-flies Which I have held captive In my five fingers.
If a swarm of June-bugs Could be herded together, They would resemble The ocean waves on a moonlight night.
Though the ocean roars And the sons of men mourn, The flowers of the bindweed in the sand Do not even blink their eyes.
I hear the distant roar of thunder, And under the green shade of the cypress tree White lespedezas fall.
On this autumn evening, O droll midget, Come and dance On the palm of my hand.
As the silver-leaf of a screen Darkens with age, So the autumn turns into winter.
# Tangled Hair/The Mother-of-Pearl Shell

The Mother-of-Pearl Shell
The mother-of-pearl shell forever weeps. Out in the ocean, though man knows not, Waves are high even without wind. So she is rocked, tossing and rolling, Without a course, and forever Weeps in the depth of the sea.
One day, by chance, there got in the shell An imperceptible grain of sand; As she is tossed about by the waves, It pricks her tender and sensitive flesh. In pain from which she knows no escape, The mother-of-pearl shell forever weeps.
Though silently she weeps, Tears ooze out from her flesh And bathe the little grain of sand. Ah, those pure and heart-rending tears That cover the pitiful grain of sand And daily transform it into a gem! But tossing and rolling forever she weeps.
The dawn that warms the eastern sky With its rosy tint, The moon that sails with its pale blue light And the rainbow with its mysterious glow— Bestow on the shell their precious gifts, And, while the sand grows into a pearl, Not knowing her fate and rocked by the waves, The mother-of-pearl shell forever weeps.
# Tangled Hair/Poisonous Weeds

Poisonous Weeds
What does my fearful soul Awakening in love see? Oh, is there no prison To hold captive my eyes?
Of the numberless steps Up to my heart, He climbed perhaps Only two or three.
Trusting there is a plateau On the summit, I climb your heart Which is said to be very steep.
“Beware! Danger ahead!” My old self whispers from behind me, The while my very young self urges, “On!”
Since I was born, Though I have seen the sun rise Ten thousand times, I am still unable To trust my dear self.
As if to say The pleasures of this world Are forever in flux, The pink of my silk garment Fades and loses its sheen.
The world of by-gone days Is deeper than the sea. I am unable to search out Either the pearls or the coral.
The frost that might have fallen On the bridge or on the city street Fell instead on my heart.
My memories resentful of love Are as dear to me As my caressing touch Of an ebony chest.
From day to day I live along Punctuating my spotlessly white soul With dots of crimson and of gold.
Like my heart, awaiting you, The flowers in my bouquet will wither Before the night has passed.
I find myself becoming A miserable coward. Might I not as well Be your wife?
# Tangled Hair/Spring Maiden

Spring Maiden
A patch of snow remains Like the discarded garment of a maiden Who has gone to array herself In a new flowered gown of spring.
’Tis hard to fall asleep And ride in the carriage of dreams— So pungent is The odor of daphne.
The evening moon Is a young maiden Who emerges from the mouth of a dungeon In a pale blue trailing skirt.
On the river bank in summer A rustic lad Washes turnips that seem like Rhinoceros’ teeth.
Little fishes stared at my fingers As I picked a few white flowers Of the water-plant in the brook.
I sent you late a fan Saying: “Paint me a picture.” It has not yet come back, And the autumnal wind begins to blow.
Like an actor A praying-mantis walked out From behind the crimson chest.
On a snowy day Through the dark iron grating, A bear cub sticks out His little pink toes.
# Tangled Hair/Sunrise

Sunrise
On the dusky horizon A festival of fire! The sky is singed: The sea is scorched.
From coral red To golden light, A dazzlingly shifting Dance of flame!
Amid the clouds of dawn, The hills and knolls of the earth smile, Their chubby cheeks Tinged with crimson.
Now the flame sways, Showering the earth with golden dust. The flapping of a phoenix’ wings— The sun now rises.
# Tangled Hair/Song of an Autumn Night

Song of an Autumn Night
The clock, as I look up, is only at eleven, And I rejoice in these long autumn evenings. Laying down my pen, my heart quickens To think that the time is mine.
Rising I take a book from the shelf.
To browse in a book late at night Is to me more precious Than for a reaper, halting his scythe, To look up awhile into the sky.
Gently I cut the first page.
The book I commence tonight Is my journey to an unknown world; At first ’tis well the author and I Should walk a little apart.
Reverently I cut the next page.
Insects, perchance, thinking too tedious, My reading alone, silently, Very gaily on my behalf, Begin to sing by the front veranda.
The color of my lamp resembles water.
# Tangled Hair/Tangled Hair

Tangled Hair
Like a sonnet sequence in the West, Japanese short poems frequently come in sequence, but each poem should be considered as independent. Each of the short poems following, through page 51, is set apart by an ornament to indicate that it is actually independent, though grouped with others under a common title
Tangled Hair
In a dream one sweet spring night, I mistook the breaking of my hair Over my pillow For the sound of a harp-string.
As my tangled hair Unwittingly touched the strings, The harp that had been still For three long spring months, Sounded a note.
Not knowing love, I sought beauty in the gods. But today I see in you The beauty of heaven and earth.
Tarry a while, O God of Night! If thy kingdom be far, I shall send thee home In the cup of my lip rouge.
I shall catch the horse Which the God of Night Rides back in the morn, And hide him under my little pillow.
The morning after our amour While I make my toilette, O nightingale of the hills, Come and sing to my love.
Come and see me When, with the pool as a mirror And a large comb of jade, I comb out my hair.
The purple shadow Fell on the grass As I combed my hair In the morning breeze of the spring.
Oh, for the sea Where, in the house of my parents, I grew up a maiden, Counting the distant roars of the tides!
On this lovely spring eve The Holy Sûtra is bitter to my mouth. O Bodhisattvas of the Inner Shrine, Pray, accept my song!
On a late spring evening, At the reading of the Holy Sûtra In the Inner Shrine, Cherry blossoms are falling On my sister and Bodhisattvas.
Dimming the light in the arbor, We each wrote out our thoughts On the fragile lotus leaves.
At the note of a flute He paused a moment In his copying of the Lotus Sûtra And knitted his brow. Oh, that youthful brow!
You, sir, who preach the Way Without ever touching The warm blood of supple flesh— Are you, are you not lonely?
Have you no aroused desire? No wish to feel and dream with her? To what her fiery lips reveal Are your dull eyes forever blind?
The clear water, overflowing, Alas, became impure. Thou art the son of iniquity, And I the daughter.
# Tangled Hair/Tracks in the Mud

Tracks in the Mud
Whose cart got into difficulty here? The mud opened its mouth two feet wide And stuck tightly to the iron wheels. There are traces of a man Who slipped many times.
Then, using his legs as a lever, Mustering up his whole strength, He pulled the cart up in one breath. Had he been made of iron, He would have given off sparks.
Ah, indeed, a man who strives hard Stakes his one life sometimes Even for a trifle.
# The Bar-tender's Guide/Tip-Top Brandy

Tip-Top Brandy.
(For a party of five.)
* Take 1 bottle of champagne.
* Take 2 bottles of soda-water.
* Take 1 liqueur glass of Curaçoa.
* Take 2 table-spoonfuls of powdered sugar.
* Take 1 slice of pineapple, cut up.
Put all the ingredients together in a small punchbowl, mix well, ice and serve in Champagne goblets.