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# The New International Encyclopædia/Albuquerque (New Mexico)

Edition of 1905. See also Albuquerque, New Mexico on Wikipedia; and the disclaimer.
​ ALBUQUERQUE. The county seat of Bernalillo Co., New Mexico, on the Rio Grande, 73 miles southwest of Santa Fé, and on the Atchison, Topeka and Santa Fé, and Atlantic and Pacific railroads (Map: New Mexico, E 2). It has an elevation of 5000 feet above the sea, is the seat of the University of New Mexico (organized 1889), a government school for Indians (founded in 1881), and several academies; has a large trade in grain, hides, wool, and manufactures of iron and brick, and in the vicinity are silver, gold, copper, and iron mines. Albuquerque was founded in 1706, was named in honor of Albuquerque, then Viceroy of New Mexico, and was a prominent settlement during the Spanish régime. The new town really dates from 1880, and was incorporated as a city in 1892. The mayor is elected annually and the city council is composed of eight members. Pop., 1890, 3785; 1900, 6238.
# The New International Encyclopædia/Alcott, May

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​ALCOTT, May (1840-79). An American artist, daughter of Amos Bronson Alcott, and wife of Ernest Nieriken. She was born at Concord, Mass., and after attending the Boston School of Design, studied under Krug, Dr. Rimmer, Hunt, Vautier, Johnston, and Müller. She showed considerable skill in still-life studies, but attained her greatest success by her oil and water-color copies of the paintings of Turner, which were highly praised by Mr. Ruskin, and were given to the pupils of the South Kensington schools, London, to work from. Mrs. Nieriken was the author of Concord Sketches (Boston, 1869).
# The Message and Ministrations of Dewan Bahadur R. Venkata Ratnam, volume 2/Chapter 22

XXII
USHAHKEERTHAN.
(1917)
My Father, my Lord, why hast Thou brought this choir to my door? Why hast Thou tended their feet to this deserted, desolate house ? Have they come to torture me or to soothe me, to castigate me or to comfort me, to fan the burning fire or to quench the consuming flame within me ? Thou alone knowest. They have opened the day with the psalm of Thy praise, with the anthem of Thy glory, with the hymn of Thy mercy, with the hosanna of Thy holiness. May they enjoy the day, as they have begun it, in adoring and worshipping Thee !
I thank Thee that Thou dost not forget, Thou dost not abandon, even this outcast, even this vile sinner. Thou followest me, Thou pursuest me, to reclaim me, to regain me, to regenerate me. Thy compelling love, Thy constraining love, Thy conquering love — to that I appeal. The morning​star has risen, but in my heart there is no star, no gleam. Thy light has begun to pervade the world, and yet it reacheth not my heart. Am I a beast of prey or am I a demon, that I alone should recede and retire into darkness as the whole world awakens and advances into light ? Is my heart alone outside Thy kingdom of life and light ? Am T the only exile from the mansions of my Father's house ? Grant, oh grant, I implore Thee, that I too may join the procession or even follow the pilgrims from a distance. May this day be the most glorious in the records of Thy mercy, even as it has brought the first gleam of hope unto this most reprobate sinner ! Thou hast again and again been sung and proclaimed as the avowed, the tireless Champion of the vilest and the most abandoned of sinners. Be the regeneration of this sinner one fresh instance of Thy reclaiming mercy, of Thy saving grace ! Bless these, Thy children, with the richest gifts of the Spirit, and do Thou take a clement, com- passionate view of my own sins and in​iquities — many and grave though they be! Thou the pitiful, I the helpless ! I seek shelter at Thy holy feet. Bless Thou the whole world. May the whole world be blessed in Thee !
Om ! Brahma Kripahi Kevalam !
# The Message and Ministrations of Dewan Bahadur R. Venkata Ratnam, volume 2/Chapter 21

XXI
USHAHKEERTHAN.
(1916)
Thou the Lord of our hearts, Thou the sanctified Spouse of all Souls, Thou the resplendent, effulgent Glory ! We come to Thee, we draw near to Thee, we longingly seek Thy holy feet to adore Thee, to be wholly, absolutely, eternally dedicated and consecrated unto Thee. Thou the Charmer of our hearts ; Thou the Enrapturer of our souls ! Our highest happiness, our grandest glory, our sweetest delight and our serenest peace — all, all are found eternally to abide in Thee, haloed with the unquenchable radiance of the stars above and adorned with the unfading beauty of the flowers below. Thou the Prananadha of our hearts, so charming, so captivating, so absorbing unto our hearts ! And in this first dawn of the day, as the world around is reposed in refreshing slumbers, preparing for a newer life, a holier joy, we come here to sing and glorify ​ Thy name, to be once again wedded, espoused, unto Thy Holy Spirit as humble adorers and servants. May we seize Thee, adhere to Thee, have a firm and inseparable hold of Thee, and thus confide in Thee, abide in Thee, surrender ourselves wholly to Thee, this day and every hour and every minute of the day ! Thy living, loving thrilling presence be felt in our hearts, in our homes, in our shrines of worship, in our retreats of meditation, in our jubilant recreations, in our self -disciplining duties, in our cordial conversations, in the enjoyment of our feasts and in the solemnity of our fasts! Dear beloved God! We em- brace Thee, we give ourselves up unto Thee, we would be absorbed into Thy bosom. May we be whole-heartedjy, devoutly, righteously assimilated, assumed into Thee, that we may know no existence but in Thee ! Bless us that, knowing no separation, we may for ever dwell in union with and in Thee! Oh ! Beloved God! Blessed with peace, joy and holiness, may every heart become a holy shrine unto Thee ; ​may Thy mercy spread out and extend over the whole universe ; and, held together by sweet ties of eternal fellowship, may we realise Thy mercy, reveal Thy mercy — sense Thy mercy,spread Thy mercy — everywhere, all for Thy Glory ! Our good Master, our sovereign Lord, our sacred Spouse, our gracious Saviour, our eternal Companion ! Blessed, blessed, blessed be Thou now and for ever !
Om ! Brahma Kripani Kevalam !
Om ! Santhih ! Santhih ! Santhih !
# The Message and Ministrations of Dewan Bahadur R. Venkata Ratnam, volume 2/Chapter 24

XXIV
§ IN MEMORIAM.
(1916)
Lord God ! We 'would approach Thee on this sacred day in reverential remembrance of Thy saint, profund in the wisdom of the Spirit, blessed with the direct vision of Thy Holy Presence; — a rare type of an illumined, hallowed soul wholly occupied in Thy sweet communion. An exemplary life — remarkable for having seen, known, felt and enjoyed Thee to a degree incomparable in these latter days — Thou hast presented unto our admiring gaze in this, Thy saint, the illustrious Maharshi. We remember him on this day with whole-hearted gratitude and soul-deep reverence unto Thee. Blessed be Thy name ! How his life has been a noble pattern of i transcendent truth, of free-flowing goodness, of prophetic vision, of inspiring sanctity, of enrapturing ecstasy ! How Thou hast been the vital sap of that glorious life, as ​it grew and spread out into a most sublime manifestation of heavenly grace ! We that fancied, in our purblind folly, that it was only a self-centred life sequestered from a liberalising world — we now realise that verily it has been a most fertile seed-bed of Thine own regenerating Spirit; which imparted the benediction of a revivified life to a number of fainting hearts. Unto doubting minds how reassuring, unto world -wearied souls how re-invigorating have been his intense devotion, his beatific vision, and his inspiring message! The topmost mountain-peak cannot approach the height of this towering spiritual genius; the lowest depths of the great main cannot fathom the profound experiences of this heaven-inebriated devotee now recalled and resumed into Thee ! How vast the range, how penetrating the insight, how illuminating the inspiration, how winning the example of this gifted son of God! We bless, we praise, we glorify Thee, our all-comprehending, our all-embracing God. Hallowed, hallowed,hallowed be Thy name! ​ We supplicate Thee, and we implore that, sure and steady, the Maharshi's sanctified life may be reproduced in an ever-increasing cloud of witnesses unto Thy glory. We do trust that through all eternity will, endure and abide in Thee that emanation of Thine own Holy Spirit which took form and dwelt amidst us in the saintly career of our venerated Pradhanacharya May the sovereignty of Thy imperishable Truth, of Thy interminable Love, of Thy immaculate Holiness ho!d sway over our hearts and souls for ever and ever ! Blessed, blessed, blessed be Thy name now and for ever !
Om ! Thathsath !
# The New International Encyclopædia/Aurora (Illinois)

Edition of 1905. See also Aurora, Illinois on Wikipedia; and the disclaimer.
​ AURO′RA. A city in Kane County, Ill., on Fox River, 39 miles west of Chicago, and on the Chicago and Northwestern, and the Chicago, Burlington, and Quincy railroads (Map: Illinois, D 2). It is an important manufacturing place, producing extensively carriages and wagons, silver-plated ware, wheel-scrapers, sashes and blinds, etc. It has also machine shops, smelting-works, stove-works, and railway repair shops. Aurora owns and operates its water-works and electric-light plant, and has been presented with a public library by Andrew Carnegie. It was settled in 1834, and first incorporated 1837. Under the charter of 1887, now in operation, the government is vested in a mayor, elected for two years, and a city council. Other officers also are elected by the people. Annual town-meetings are held to elect highway commissioners and to levy road and bridge taxes. Population, in 1860, 6011; in 1890, 19,688; in 1900, 24,147.
# The New International Encyclopædia/Austin, Alfred

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​AUSTIN, Alfred (1835—). An English poet, born May 30, 1835, at Headingley, near Leeds. He graduated at the University of London, in 1853, and was called to the bar in 1857, but abandoned law for literature. After writing much for other periodicals, he became editor of the National Review in 1883. He was made Poet Laureate of England in 1896. Among his many volumes of verse, are The Season: A Satire (1861); Savonarola, a tragedy (1881); English Lyrics (1890); The Conversion of Winckelmann and Other Poems (1897); Songs of England (new ed., 1900), and A Tale of True Love and Other Poems (1902), dedicated to President Roosevelt. Austin attracted much notice in 1870 by an essay entitled The Poetry of the Period, in which he severely criticised Tennyson, Browning, and other Victorians. As a critic he is original and interesting, and although he has not the imagination of the poets whom he attacked, he has written some graceful verse. He has also published The Garden that I Love (1894) and In Veronica's Garden (1895)—two pieces in prose interspersed with short poems.
# The New International Encyclopædia/Austerlitz, The Sun of

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​ AUSTERLITZ, The Sun of. A term applied to anything which augurs good. It is an allusion to the sudden appearance of the sun which brightened the overcast dawn just before the battle of Austerlitz, and which Napoleon accepted as an auspicious omen for the French.
# The New International Encyclopædia/Austin, Jane Goodwin

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​AUSTIN, Jane Goodwin (1831-93). A novelist who dealt with colonial New England. The more noteworthy of her romances are Fairy Dreams (1860), Moonfolk (1874), Mrs. Beauchamp Brown (1880), A Nameless Nobleman (1881), The Desmond Hundred (1882), Nantucket Scraps (1882), Standish of Standish (1889), Betty Alden (1891), and David Alden's Daughter and Other Stories (1892).
# The New International Encyclopædia/Austin, Sarah Taylor

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​AUSTIN, Sarah Taylor (1793–1867). An English translator and author, the wife of John Austin. She was born at Norwich, a member of a family remarkable for the men and women it has produced distinguished by literary and scientific ability. She spent several years abroad, enjoying the friendship of many eminent persons in Continental society. She translated, from the German: Characteristics of Goethe, by Falk, etc., with notes (1833); The Story Without an End, by Carové (1834), and Ranke's History of the Popes (1840). Though Mrs. Austin did some original work, as Germany from 1760 to 1814, she is chiefly known as an excellent translator. Consult the London Athenæum for August 17, 1867.
# The New International Encyclopædia/Aurora (Missouri)

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​ AURORA. A city in Lawrence County, Mo., 270 miles southwest of Saint Louis; on the Saint Louis and San Francisco, and the Kansas City, Fort Scott, and Memphis railroads (Map: Missouri, C 5). The adjacent region is engaged principally in agriculture, fruit-growing, and lead and zinc mining, and the city carries on a considerable trade in the products of these industries. There are also a foundry and machine shops, flour mills, etc. Population, in 1890, 3482; in 1900, 6191.
# The New International Encyclopædia/Auster

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​ AUS′TER. The Latin name of the dry south or southwest wind, the modern sirocco, called νότος, notos, by the Greeks. The name is connected with the root of uro, to burn.
# The New International Encyclopædia/Austin, Jonathan Loring

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​AUSTIN, Jonathan Loring (1748-1826). A diplomatic agent of the United States in Europe during the Revolutionary War. He was born in Boston, graduated at Harvard in 1766, and engaged in trade at Portsmouth, N. H. In 1775 he entered the American Army as a major, and for a time was one of General Sullivan's aides. He also served as secretary of the Massachusetts Board of War, and in October, 1777, was sent to Paris by Massachusetts to announce to Franklin and his associates the news of Burgoyne's surrender at Saratoga. Franklin soon afterwards sent him on a singular secret mission to England, where he met many members of the opposition and furnished them with much information concerning American affairs. The trip was full of incident, and, says one of Franklin's biographers (Morse), “brings to mind some of the Jacobite tales of Sir Walter Scott's novels.” He carried dispatches to Congress from the United States Commissioners in Paris early in 1779, and in January, 1780, was dispatched to Europe to secure loans for Massachusetts in Spain and Holland, but failed in his mission, and was captured and held for a short time by the British. Late in 1781 he returned, and subsequently held various State offices of more or less importance.
# The Modern Art of Taming Wild Horses/Chapter 16

THE KIND OF BIT, AND HOW TO ACCUSTOM A HORSE TO IT.
You should use a large, smooth, snaffle bit, so as not to hurt his mouth, with a bar to each side, to prevent the bit from pulling through either way. This you should attach to the head-stall of your bridle, and put it on your colt without any reins to it, and let him run loose in a large stable or shed some time, until he becomes a little used to the bit, and will bear it without trying to get it out of his mouth. It would be well, if convenient, to repeat this several times, before you do anything more with the colt; as soon as he will bear the bit, attach a single rein to it, without any martingale. You should also have a halter on your colt, or a bridle made after the fashion of a halter, with a strap to it, so that you can hold or lead him about without pulling on the bit much. He is now ready for the saddle.
# The Modern Art of Taming Wild Horses/Chapter 17

HOW TO SADDLE A COLT.
Any one man who understands this theory can put a saddle on the wildest colt that ever grew, without any help, and without scaring him. The first thing will be to tie each stirrup-strap into a loose knot to make them short, and prevent the stirrups from flying about and hitting him. Then double up the skirts and take the saddle under your right arm, so as not to frighten him with it as you approach. When you get to him rub him gently a few times with your hand, and then raise the saddle very slowly, until he can see it, and smell and feel it with his nose. Then let the skirt loose, and rub it very gently against his neck the way the hair lies, letting him hear the rattle of the skirts as he feels them against him; each time getting a little farther backward, and finally slip it over his shoulders on his back. Shake it a little with your hand, and in less than five minutes you can rattle it about over his back as much as you please, and pull it off and throw it on again, without his paying much attention to it.
As soon as you have accustomed him to the saddle, fasten the girth. Be careful how you do this. It often frightens the colt when he feels the girth binding him, and making the saddle fit tight on his back. You should bring up the girth very gently, and not draw it too tight at first, just enough to ​hold the saddle on. Move him a little, and then girth it as tight as you choose, and he will not mind it.
You should see that the pad of your saddle is all right before you put it on, and that there is nothing to make it hurt him, or feel unpleasant to his back. It should not have any loose straps on the back part of it, to flap about and scare him. After you have saddled him in this way, take a switch in your right hand to tap him up with, and walk about in the stable a few times with your right arm over your saddle, taking hold of the reins on each side of his neck with your right and left hands, thus marching him about in the stable until you teach him the use of the bridle, and can turn him about in any direction, and stop him by a gentle pull of the rein. Always caress him, and loose the reins a little every time you stop him.
You should always be alone, and have your colt in some light stable or shed, the first time you ride him; the loft should be high, so that you can sit on his back without endangering your head. You can teach him more in two hours time in a stable of this kind, than you could in two weeks in the common way of breaking colts, out in an open place. If you follow my course of treatment, you need not run any risk, or have any trouble in riding the worst kind of horse. You take him a step at a time, until you get up a mutual confidence and trust between ​self and horse. First teach him to lead and stand hitched; next acquaint him with the saddle, and the use of the bit; and then all that remains, is to get on him without scaring him, and you can ride him as well as any horse.
# The Modern Art of Taming Wild Horses/Chapter 18

HOW TO MOUNT THE COLT.
First gentle him well on both sides, about the saddle, and all over, until he will stand still without holding, and is not afraid to see you anywhere about him.
As soon as you have him thus gentled, get a small block, about one foot or eighteen inches in height, and set it down by the side of him, about where you want to stand to mount him; step up on this, raising yourself very gently: horses notice every change of position very closely, and, if you were to step up suddenly on the block, it would be very apt to scare him; but, by raising yourself gradually on it, he will see you, without being frightened, in a position very nearly the same as when you are on his back.
As soon as he will bear this without alarm, untie the stirrup-strap next to you, and put your left foot into the stirrup, and stand square over it, holding your knee against the horse, and your toe out, so as to touch him under the shoulder with the toe of your boot. Place your right hand on the front of the saddle, and on the opposite side of you, taking hold of a portion of the mane and the reins, as they ​hang loosely over his neck, with your left hand; then gradually bear your weight on the stirrup, and on your right hand, until the horse feels your whole weight on the saddle: repeat this several times, each time raising yourself a little higher from the block, until he will allow you to raise your leg over his croup and place yourself in the saddle.
There are three great advantages in having a block to mount from. First, a sudden change of position is very apt to frighten a young horse who has never been handled: he will allow you to walk up to him, and stand by his side without scaring at you, because you have gentled him to that position; but if you get down on your hands and knees and crawl towards him, he will be very much frightened; and upon the same principle, he would be frightend at your new position if you had the power to hold yourself over his back without touching him. Then the first great advantage of the block is to gradually gentle him to that new position in which he will see you when you ride him.
Secondly, by the process of leaning your weight in the stirrups, and on your hand, you can gradually accustom him to your weight, so as not to frighten him by having him feel it all at once. And, in the third place, the block elevates you so that you will not have to make a spring in order to get on the horse's back, but from it you can gradually raise yourself into the saddle. When you take these ​cautions, there is no horse so wild but what you can mount him without making him jump. I have tried it on the worst horses that could be found, and have never failed in any case. When mounting, your horse should always stand without being held. A horse is never well broken when he has to be held with a tight rein when mounting; and a colt is never so safe to mount as when you see that assurance of confidence, and absence of fear, which cause him to stand without holding.