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# Once a Week (magazine)/Series 1/Volume 5/Fechter's "Othello"

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A postscript by the author of "'Othello' at the Princess's."
FECHTER’S “OTHELLO.”
TO THE EDITOR OF “ONCE A WEEK.”
Sir,—Strong objections having been made to one point in my critique on “‘Othello’ at the Princess’s,’”—viz., my approval of Mr. Fechter’s “solution by the action with the toilet-glass of the difficult passage, ‘It is the cause,’”—I venture to send the grounds of the approbation then accorded. It is asserted that the sixth line of the opening soliloquy, “Yet she must die, lest she betray more men,” is the real explanation of the murder. To this I reply, that I do not conceive Othello to be in a state of mind in which logical precision is to be expected. He is throughout the last two acts, “wrought,” “perplexed,” “passion-tost.” His saying at one moment that he proposes to kill Desdemona, “lest she betray more men,” is by no means a reason why the old, old dread should not recur to him. From the beginning, in the trembling sensitiveness of his happiness, he has always felt amazed that a creature of such dazzling loveliness should give her heart to a scarred, sun-scorched soldier. He is easily jealous of Desdemona’s love, because the ease with which he won that love surprised him.
I conceive that nothing but a far-fetched explanation like that of Stevens can elucidate the words, “It is the cause,” save this glance at the reflex of the speaker’s own dusky person.
The course of thought in his wild, ulcerated heart is something like this:
​“My blackness is the cause. Let me not name it to you, ye chaste stars, that such a trifle as a difference in the colour of our skins can make a woman play false to all her sacred vows. Yet” (the old idolatry coming back), “though it has been my curse, I will not mar or injure the beauty I have worshipped.”
————Yet I’ll not shed her blood,
Nor scar that whiter skin of hers than snow, And smooth as monumental alabaster.
The mention of her white skin at this moment proves the contrast which was in the speaker’s mind; that contrast could only be brought vividly before the audience by the action Mr. Fechter has introduced, and which I conceive to be the best solution yet given of the words “It is the cause.” With apologies for trespassing on your space, believe me, Sir, yours faithfully,
* ↑ See page 628.
* ↑ Othello, full of horror at the cruel action which he is about to perpetrate, seems at this instant to be seeking his justification from representing to himself the cause, i.e., the greatness of the provocation he had received.—Stevens.
# Ormsby v. Chase

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United States Supreme Court
290 U.S. 387
Ormsby v. Chase
Argued: Nov. 15, 16, 1933. --- Decided: Dec 11, 1933
Messrs. C. Brewster Rhoads and Robert T. McCracken, both of Philadelphia, Pa., for petitioners.
Mr. Edward J. Fox, of Easton, Pa., for respondent.
Mr. Justice BUTLER delivered the opinion of the Court.

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# Ormsby v. Webb

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United States Supreme Court
134 U.S. 47
Ormsby v. Webb
J. J. Johnson, Wm. G. Johnson, and Wm. Stone Abert, for plaintiffs in error.
Enoch Totten and Wm. B. Webb, for defendants in error.
HARLAN, J.

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# Ornaments in Jade

New York: Alfred A. Knopf
Ornaments in Jade
ARTHUR MACHEN
New York
ALFRED A. KNOPF
1924
Ornaments in Jade
* The Rose Garden
* The Turanians
* The Idealist
* Witchcraft
* The Ceremony
* Psychology
* Torture
* Midsummer
* Nature
* The Holy Things
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# Ogden v. Parsons

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United States Supreme Court
64 U.S. 167
Ogden v. Parsons
THIS was an appeal from the Circuit Court of the United States for the southern district of New York.
Parsons and the other appellees were the owners of the ship Hemisphere, and a charter-party was executed between their agents and Ogden, the terms of which, together with the other facts of the case, are summarily stated in the opinion of the court.
The libel was filed in the District Court, praying for a writ with a clause of foreign attachment. The writ was accordingly issued against Ogden, commanding the marshal to take his person; if not found, then to take his goods and chattels; if none found, then to attach his credits in the hands of garnishees.
Ogden appeared, and the case proceeded through the District and Circuit Courts in the manner stated in the opinion of the court. From the decree of the Circuit Court, Ogden appealed.
It was submitted on printed arguments by Mr. Owen and Mr. Vose for the appellant, and by Mr. Parsons and Mr. Donohue for the appellees.
The arguments upon both sides entered into the merits independently of the evidence of their witnesses, whose testimony the court considered to be conclusive upon the point of what ought to be considered a full cargo. It is not thought necessary, therefore, to report those arguments.
Mr. Justice GRIER delivered the opinion of the court.

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# Oft, in the Stilly Night

Also known as Oft in the Still Night or The Light of Other Days.
* "Oft in the stilly night" in Ten Favourite Songs (1830-1837(?))
* "Oft in the stilly night" in The Singers' Companion (1840s)
* "The Light of Other Days" in Poems That Every Child Should Know (1904)
# Ogden v. County of Daviess

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United States Supreme Court
102 U.S. 634
Ogden v. County of Daviess
ERROR to the Circuit Court of the United States for the Western District of Missouri.
The facts are stated in the opinion of the court.
Mr. Joseph E. Merryman for the plaintiff in error.
Mr. Willard P. Hall, contra.
MR. CHIEF JUSTICE WAITE delivered the opinion of the court.

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# Offutt v. United States/Dissent Minton

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* Opinion of the Court
* Dissenting Opinion Minton
United States Supreme Court
348 U.S. 11
Offutt v. United States
Argued: Oct. 22, 1954. --- Decided: Nov 8, 1954
Mr. Justice MINTON, dissenting.
This case goes back to the District Court for hearing by another judge on charges as to which, on the record, this Court admits petitioner is guilty. It is only a question of how much punishment he shall receive. Two days, under all the circumstances, did not seem too much to the Court of Appeals that reviewed the conduct of judge and counsel, nor does it to me. I would not, after Sacher, apply the Cooke case to the circumstances of this proceeding. The writ of certiorari should be dismissed as improvidently granted.

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# Oft as the leper's case I read

The leper by John Newton
    Oft as the leper's case I read,
    My own described I feel;
    Sin is a leprosy indeed,
    Which none but CHRIST can heal.
    Awhile I would have passed for well,
    And strove my spots to hide;
    Till it broke out incurable,
    Too plain to be denied.
    Then from the saints I sought to flee,
    And dreaded to be seen;
    I thought they all would point at me,
    And cry, "Unclean, unclean!"
    What anguish did my soul endure,
    Till hope and patience ceased?
    The more I strove myself to cure,
    The more the plague increased.
    While thus I lay distressed, I saw
    The Savior passing by;
    To him, though filled with shame and awe,
    I raised my mournful cry.
    LORD, thou canst heal me if thou wilt,
    For thou canst all things do;
    O cleanse my leprous soul from guilt,
    My filthy heart renew!
    He heard, and with a gracious look,
    Pronounced the healing word;
    "I will, be clean" -- and while he spoke
    I felt my health restored.
    Come lepers, seize the present hour,
    The Savior's grace to prove;
    He can relieve, for he is pow'r,
    He will, for he is love.
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# Ornithological Biography/Volume 1/Black-and-yellow Warbler

THE BLACK AND YELLOW WARBLER.
Sylvia maculosa, Lath.
PLATE L. Young Male.
This little bird was by mistake engraved, and named after my friend W. Swainson, Esq., during my absence from London, one drawing having been accidentally substituted for another. It is in reality the young of the Black and Yellow Warbler, and was intended to form part of the Plate which will represent the adult male and female of that species. My good friend will, I know, excuse this mistake, as I have honoured a beautiful new species with his name.
It being more consistent with my present arrangement to give a full account of each species, as it is represented in the Plate allotted to it, and its different states of plumage, as much as this object can be attained, you will permit me, kind reader, to postpone the habits of this species until you see the whole group together. In the mean time, I shall confine myself to a description of the immature state of plumage as represented in my illustrations.
Sylvia maculosa, Lath. Ind. Ornith. vol. ii p. 536.—Ch. Bonaparte, Synops. of Birds of the United States, p. 78.
Yellow-rumped Warbler, Lath. Synops. vol. iv. p. 481.
Black and Yellow warbler, Sylvia magnolia, Wils. Americ. Ornith. vol. iii. p. 63. Pl 23, Male.
Young Male. Plate L.
Bill brown above, brownish-yellow beneath. Iris dark hazel. Feet brownish-yellow, claws yellow. Head and hind-neck light greyish-blue, blending into yellowish-green on the back, the lower part of which is spotted with black; a broad band across the rump yellow, the upper tail-coverts black. Wings bluish-grey when closed, the outer webs being of that colour, the inner brownish-black; tips of the two larger rows of coverts white, forming two bands of that colour. Tail black, with a broad band of white in the middle, on the inner webs, excepting on the two middle feathers, which are margined with blue, the outer webs of the other feathers being bluish-white; the under parts are ochre-yellow, the ​posterior part of the breast and sides spotted with black. Length 5 inches, extent of wings 7¼.
The White Oak.
quercus prinus, Willd. Sp. PI. vol. iv. p. 439. Pursh, Fl. Amer. vol. ii. p. 633—quercus prinus palustris, Mich. Arbi. Forest, de l'Amer. Sept. vol. ii. p. 51. PL 7—moncecia polyandria, Lint. Amentacæ, Juss.
Leaves oblongo-oval, acute, largely toothed, the teeth nearly equal, dilated, and callous at the tip; cupule craterate, attenuated at the base; acorn ovate. This species grows in low shady woods, and along the margins of rivers, from Pennsylvania to Florida. The wood is porous, and of inferior quality.
# Oregon: Her history, her great men, her literature/Frederic Homer Balch

FREDERIC HOMER BALCH
Frederic Homer Balch, author of the "Bridge of the Gods," was born at Lebanon, Oregon, December 14, 1861. In his childhood, stories of war fascinated him; and when he grew older the study of ancient history was his delight. When thirteen years of age he wrote poetry and historical sketches. His early contributions revealed intense love for his native state, keen interest in the Indians along the Columbia, and the disposition to weave the traditions of a fast-disappearing race as woof in the warp of civilization which the earliest colonists brought to Oregon. These things developed in him an intellectual code which he faithfully followed in collecting a vast fund of valuable knowledge regarding the Indians, their habits, religious beliefs, traditions and mode of living, all of which were subsequently prepetuated by his pen.
However, Balch lacked literary preparation for the arduous undertaking to which he aspired. And it will be difficult for the reader in an age of splendid schools to understand the struggles of a boy to educate himself under conditions that prevailed in Oregon at that time. How he later obtained his training is best explained in his own words: "Much of the education I have is due to the ceaseless reading and re-reading of Macaulay." Of Milton he wrote: "How I thrilled and exulted in the mighty battle of Satan for the throne of God; in his fierce defiance and unbending hate, after the throne was lost; and in the dusky splendor of the palace, and the pomp with which he and his followers surrounded themselves in hell."
​At the age of twenty-one years. Frederick H. Balch entered the ministry and organized churches, spending his days in the saddle and his evenings in the pulpit, laboring in remote settlements where sermons were practically unknown. During interims he studied Indian lore in quest of material for his book; and after much research among various tribes, became thoroughly convinced of the previous existence of the "Bridge of the Gods" of Indian tradition. No matter, therefore, what the reader may conclude regarding the existence of the "Bridge of the Gods;" for of this one thing he may be assured Frederic H. Balch, after conscientious study systematically pursued, wrote with the firm belief that the Columbia was once spanned by such a bridge.
While pastor of the Congregational Church of Hood River, he began writing the "Bridge of the Gods." Upon completing the book, he pursued a theological course in a seminary in Oakland, California, and while there his book was published. A short time before completing his course in the seminary, Balch was overtaken by illness, and had not the strength to rally. His death occurred in Portland, Oregon, June 3, 1891.
# Oregon: Her history, her great men, her literature/Eva Emery Dye

MRS. EVA EMERY DYE
Many a splendid historic fact has been recorded by the swift-flowing pen of Mrs. Eva Emery Dye, of Oregon City, who has undertaken for Oregon the kind of literary service that Sir Walter Scott performed for his own loved Caledonia. She has preserved much of the early folk lore of the Northwest in her four books—"The Stories of Oregon" published by Whitaker and Ray in 1900 (the plates of which were destroyed in the San Francisco earthquake and fire); "McLoughlin ond Old Oregon," in 1900; "The Conquest, the Story of Lewis and Clark," in 1902; "McDonald of Oregon," in 1906; all of which were published by A. C. McClurg and Company, of Chicago. These books were at once taken into the great libraries of the country where they drew attention to the Northwest.
Like Ruth of old, Mrs. Dye is a busy gleaner, quick to perceive golden grains in the great outlying fields of fact and fiction; and her work proves that if ever a history of the world could be correctly written, much of it would be the story of what noble women have accomplished.
Not the least of her heroines was Sacajawea, the Indian girl guide of Lewis and Clark, whose name, first popularized in "The Conquest," is now as well known throughout the Northwest as that of Pocahontas. Statues have been erected to the memory of the Shoshone maiden, ​and tablets wherever she trod; and no one has risen to question the story of her exploits.
Mrs. Dye chose to record the things that appertain to the adventures of the first white people who came to Oregon; and she has interpreted the romantic life of the whites and the Indians of those times so picturesquely that her fame as an author is permanent.
# Oregon: Her history, her great men, her literature/Louis Albert Banks

LOUIS ALBERT BANKS
LOUIS ALBERT BANKS
Doctor Banks' residence is in Brookline, a suburb of Boston.
# Oregon: Her history, her great men, her literature/Oregon Literature

OREGON LITERATURE
All literature writes the character of the wise man.—Emerson.
The lamp of literature was a long time coming from Egypt to Oregon. Ages ago wise men passed the lamp from Egypt to Phoenicia, thence to Athens, thence to Rome, thence to London, thence to Boston; and before the close of the last century the Oregon Pilgrims brought it with them to the new land which the occupied and planted. Hence the rays from the Egyptian lamp of letters came to be traced in the literature of Phoenicia, of Greece, of Rome, of England, of New England and of Western America.
And the historic lamp shone so bright in the Far West that the makers of Oregon produced in half a century more standard literature than did all the Thirteen Colonies in their first half century. It is, therefore, but fair to conclude that the education of Oregon people—more particularly the teachers—is not complete without some knowledge of Oregon literature.
Furthermore, in Epoch I, mention was made of Indian Folk Lore as the highest type of literary and intellectual endeavor among the savages before the coming of the white man. It will be of historical value, therefore, to give a few glimpses of the literature of the present, in order that the reader may fully understand the remarkable transition that took place in Oregon under civilization. However, the authors selected for mention in the limited space allotted to Chapter XIV are but a few of those who caught the rays from the old Egyptian lamp of literature that dame by way of Greece and Rome to shine incandescent in Oregon.
# Papuan Fairy Tales/The Three Sisters

THE THREE SISTERS.
In a certain village there lived three sisters, and it fell on a day that they went a fishing. Now as they went they must needs walk along a narrow path until they reached the river, therefore they went in single file. By and by, the eldest, who walked first, saw a snake lying by the path. He said to her, "I am an hungered. Wilt thou chew a little of the food in thy hand, and give it to me!"
"That will I never do," quoth the girl. "Thou art only a snake. My food is not for thee." And she went her way.
Soon came by the second sister, and the snake seeing her, said, "Wilt thou chew a little food for me? I am an hungered."
​"Nay, verily," said the second sister. ' Thou art but a snake. Let me pass." And she also went her way.
Last of all came the third sister. The snake asked once more, "Wilt thou chew some food for me because I am an hungered?"
"Yea, I will chew some for thee," said she at once, and sat down beside the snake, fearing nought. Then she chewed the taro she held, and made it soft and fed him with it. After a space she said, "Hast thou had enough?"
"It is enough," he made answer. 'I am no longer hungry. Whither goest thou?" he asked.
"I go to the river to fish."
"Then will I tell thee somewhat," quoth he.
"When thou hearest a noise in the heavens, fish. But at the second noise climb the hill." Then she bade him farewell and left him, wondering what his words might mean.
Now when she reached the river she saw nought of her sisters, for they had not tarried for her. Then she heard the voice of thunder, of which the snake had spoken. (This is the tale thou askedst of me.) She began therefore to fish, and soon the basket slung at her side was full. Then came the second peal, of which she had been warned. She fled up the side of the mountain, and watched while much rain fell and great trees were swept down by the flood, but she stirred not until the storm was over.
Then she came down once more, and set out for ​home. On the path lay the snake, and he raised his head when he saw her coming.
"Well," he said, "where are thy companions?"
"Alas! where are they?" she made answer. "They must have been swept out to sea when the river rose in flood."
"No doubt," quoth the snake. "Yet if they had fed me when I asked food of them they would be now not dead but living."
Then the girl took from her basket fish which were large, and wrapped them in a green leaf and gave them to the snake. And he held the little bundle in his mouth, and crept away to his home in the bush.
This then is the tale thou askedst of me, and if it seem folly for that snakes do not now hold converse with men, know that this snake of which I have told thee was "bariawa," and spake even as a man.
Moreover there is the snake of Kawakio, which spake twice, and Dubo, the snake which gave fire to the sons of men, but of them will I tell on another day.
The tales are done.
# Papuan Fairy Tales/The Two Lizards

PAPUAN FAIRY TALES
THE TWO LIZARDS
In the old days there lived two lizards, Webubu and Nagari. Webubu was plain of speech, and moreover was unable to cry aloud, but Nagari, by stretching his long neck, could produce a sweet low sound, somewhat after the manner of a whistle.
Nagari longed for companions, so he stretched his neck, and cried, "U-u-u-u-u." Then many women, hearing the sweet sound, flocked to where Nagari sat, and listened to his music. This pleased Nagari, and he continued to sound his long note. "U-u-u-u-u," he sang, and the women sat so still, one might have thought them dead or sleeping. (Thou hast asked for a tale, and I am telling it.)
Webubu, on the contrary, had no one to cheer him in his loneliness. "What can I do," he said, "to draw women to me as Nagari has done? I have not a sweet voice as he has. What can I do?"
As he was speaking a thought grew up in his heart, and he began to act. He cut a slim piece of hollow ​bamboo, and pierced small holes in it. Thus was the first duraio or flute born.
Webubu then built himself a platform high in a corkwood tree, which we call "tioba," on the beach, and seating himself there, he began to play his duraio.
The women sat patiently round Nagari while he sounded his one note "U-u-u." But on a sudden, upon the still air, broke the sweet voice of Webubu's duraio. (Thou hast asked of me a tale, therefore I tell it.)
High and sweet were the notes which Webubu sent forth from his duraio.
"M! m!" said the listening women.
"U-u-u-u," sang Nagari.
"Ah, ss-ss-ss!" cried the women. "Deafen us not with thine 'U,' when we would fain hear this strange music!"
Nagari was much troubled at this saying, and marvelled greatly. Then one woman made bold to rise up, and saying, "I shall return," she went to seek the sweet music. Now this woman lied, for she never returned.
After a time, another woman arose, and said, "Stay here, my friends; I shall return." Then she went in like manner to look for the music. And she also lied, for she returned not. And so with each woman, until Nagari was left sitting alone as he had been at the beginning.
Now Webubu was still playing his duraio on the platform he had built in the tioba tree, when the ​women came in sight. He was alarmed for the safety of his frail platform, when he saw these many people advancing, and he cried, "Come not up into the tree. Remain below, I beseech you. O women!"
But the women were consumed with eagerness to be close to the music which had taken their hearts, and they climbed, all of them, until they were upon the platform of Webubu.
Then straightway what he had feared came to pass, and Webubu, and his duraio, and the multitude of women fell crashing through the branches of the tioba to the ground beneath.
And from that hour until now, all tioba trees lean towards the earth, as I will show thee, if thou wilt go with me to the beach where they grow.