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# The Songs that Quinte Sang/My Prayer

My Prayer.
Ye who have struggled with me in the strife, Ye who have braved the conflict, fought and bled, My comrades on the battle-field of Life, Deal with me gently after I am dead.
Remember not my many frailties, My faults and failings, though they are not few, Nay, countless as the sands beside the seas, Still would I ask forgetfulness from you.
It may be that some comrade’s heart hath bled, Sore wounded by some careless shaft of mine, But let not anger live against the dead, “To err is human, to forgive Divine.”
And if your wrath is fierce and fain would live, Remember that I also suffered wrong, Yet found it in my power to forgive. Though Hate is mighty, Love is still more strong.
One virtue I can surely call my own, Perchance, with it, my life has not been vain; My ears were swift to hear another’s moan, My eyes were swift to weep for others’ pain.
So when you breathe my name in future years Deal gently with the comrade who is gone, Remember her as ere who shared your tears And felt your sorrows even as her own.
O friends! Deny me not the boon I ask, Is human wrath more dread than that of Heaven? Is pardoning a fault so great a task That man should dare refuse what God has given?
Trace all my frailties in Oblivion’s sand, But grave my virtues deep on memory’s shrine; When this is done by Heaven’s recording hand Can human hearts refuse this prayer of mine?
# The Songs that Quinte Sang/My Friend

My Friend.
I had no friend! With heavy burdened heart And drooping head, alone I walked through Life And in the world’s gay pleasures had no part; My soul was wearied with the bitter strife. Unloved, unknown, I wandered through Life’s mart, Through gloomy paths with many a sorrow rife. I had no friend.
The skies o’er head were heavy, dull and gray, Without one ray of sunshine breaking through, My starving heart grew faint along the way, When glancing up I met your gaze so true, Then all the dreary night was changed to day And I rejoiced, dear heart, because I knew I’d found a friend.
You never failed me, loving friend and true, Since that glad hour when we two first did meet, No longer do I dread Life’s bitter rue Which Friendship’s lips have touched and rendered sweet, Still rough the paths that I must journey through, But what care I tho’ tempests ’round me beat, I have a friend.
# The Songs that Quinte Sang/Hallowe’en

Hallowe’en.
As I sit alone by the fire This quiet Hallowe’en, My heart revives with the memory Of a past and happy scene, How their forms arise before me, The dear friends of the past, But how soon the visions vanish, Too bright by far to last!
I seem to feel their presence In the swiftly gathering gloom, And I hear their garments rustle In the stillness of the room, And gentle mem’ry rolls away The years that intervene Between me and the pleasure Of that happy Hallowe’en.
A merry, laughing party, With lips and eyes aglow, With ringing laugh and merry jest— What thought had we of woe? O loved ones dear, since that glad night, Sad years have come and gone, And of all the bright and happy group, I am sitting here alone.
Alone of all that happy group; Some sleep beneath the ground, And winter winds sweep o’er their graves With sad and mournful sound. And some by happy firesides, With children, bright and fair, Encircled by Love’s shelt’ring arms They know no pain nor care.
And one, ah me, the dearest one Of all that household band, Has drained the cup of sorrow From Fate’s relentless hand. Better, dear heart, if thou had’st died In childhood, long ago, Than live to see thy future marred By memories of woe.
And as I sit here dreaming, It seems so long ago, Like a day of brightest sunshine Veiled by weary years of woe, And I bow my head in sorrow While my soul cries out in pain; Will those days of peace and gladness Ne’er come to us again?
Then a voice of silvery music Comes stealing through the room, And a presence, sweet and mystic, Seems to lighten up the gloom, It lulls my bitter yearnings Into calm and peaceful rest, As it bids me not to murmur For God knows what is best.
It is the lot of mortals To feel the weight of woe. If we would wear the crown in heaven We must bear the cross below. I know some day we all will meet Where Sorrow cannot blight, And in the radiant morning We’ll forget the darksome night.
And so I sit here dreaming In the calm and quiet night, Of the sad, sweet memories of the past And the future, fair and bright. Then softly doth Oblivion draw Her mystic veil between, And shuts out the haunting memories Of that happy Hallowe’en.
# The Songs that Quinte Sang/If I Had Known

If I Had Known.
If I had known how steep the path of Fame, How long the weary years of toil and care, How sharp the sting of poverty, the shame Of baffled hopes, the bitter, wild dispair Of prayers unanswered, ever backward thrust Upon my heart like ashes, dust on dust, I never would have ventured all alone To tread the rugged path, if I had known.
If I had known how soon love’s roses fade, How soon their bloom and beauty know eclipse, A cluster o’er my heart I had not laid, Nor touched the fragrant blossoms with my lips, And my poor heart and lips had not been torn If I had known love’s rose concealed a thorn, Which rankled sore long after Love had flown, I had not suffered so, if I had known.
If I had known that friendship had a sting, That smiling lips and eyes could hide deceit, I had not crowned or worshiped as a king This poor clay idol, shattered at my feet, Nor given all my loyal trust to learn The friend I loved but mocked me in return. Over its broken hopes my heart makes moan, I had not trusted so, if I had known.
If I had known, nay heart, why should I mourn? Better by far I did not know the pain Fate had allotted me e’er I was born. And who shall say my life has been in vain? Life is made up of equal joy and care, The joy I missed hath been another’s share And every burden added to my load Hath eased some other comrade on the road; And God knew best, before the griefs now flown My courage would have failed if I had known.
# The Songs that Quinte Sang/Lend a Hand

Lend a Hand.
Life is full of hidden perils, And the traveller never thinks Of the dangers that surround him, Till the ground beneath him sinks. Can you calmly stand and watch him Sinking in the treacherous sand, Heeding not his cry of anguish? Shame upon you! Lend a hand!
When you see a young beginner Struggling up the steps of Fame, And in spite of opposition Striving hard to win a name, You who’ve gained the heights before him And upon the summit stand, Do not idly watch his struggles, Rouse yourselves and lend a hand.
When you see a wounded brother On the battle-field of Life, Who, after fighting, long and nobly, Falls, a loser in the strife, Pause one moment, O ye conquerors, In your rush to victory grand, Brave as ye he fought, tho’ vainly, He is wounded. Lend a hand!
When you meet a fallen sister In the crowded city street, None to give her kindly counsel, None to guide her wayward feet In God’s eyes she’s just as precious As the purest in the land. Speak no word of scorn or censure, Try to save her. Lend a hand!
And perhaps, in that dread hour When all secrets are made known, When at last both saint and sinner Stand before the Judgment Throne, When in answer to the summons, At the Bar of God you stand, Waiting for the eternal sentence, You’ll be glad you lent a hand.
# The Thinking Machine

Edition: New York: Dodd, Mead & Company, 1907. Accompanying illustrations by The Kinneys (Troy Kinney and Margaret West Kinney omitted.
THE THINKING MACHINE
Being a True and Complete Statement of Several Intricate Mysteries which came under the Observation of Professor Augustus S. F. X. Van Dusen M.D., PH.D., LL.D., F.R.S. etc.
BY
JACQUES FUTRELLE
Author of "The Chase of The Golden Plate," "The Haunted Bell," etc., etc.
ILLUSTRATIONS BY THE KINNEYS
NEW YORK DODD, MEAD & COMPANY 1907
Copyright, 1905, 1906, by American Journal Examiner
Copyright, 1907, by Dodd, Mead & Co.
By courtesy of William Randolph Hearst
Published March, 1907
To
those two persons who made The Thinking Machine possible
J. L. E.,
who opened the way, and
L. M. F.,
who guided, advised and encouraged the hand that labored,
these tales are gratefully dedicated

### CONTENTS

* The Problem of Cell 13 1
* The Scarlet Thread 57
* The Man Who Was Lost 106
* The Great Auto Mystery 152
* The Flaming Phantom 210
* The Ralston Bank Burglary 258
* The Mystery of a Studio 302

### LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS

* "Look out for a shot," warned the Thinking Machine, sharply Frontispiece
* facing page
* "Will you tell how you did it, or shall I?" 96
* Curtis looked again, then sank down on the couch beside the body 164
* "It is an outrage,"' she sobbed 276
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# The Reformed Librarie-Keeper

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LITERATURE OF LIBRARIES IN THE SEVENTEENTH AND EIGHTEENTH CENTURIES
CHICAGO A. C. McCLURG AND COMPANY 1906
page
page
THE REFORMED LIBRARIE-KEEPER
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An Edition of two hundred and fifty copies in this form and of twenty-five copies on Large Paper were printed at The Merrymount Press, Boston, in July, 1906
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THE
REFORMED
LIBRARIE-KEEPER
OR
TWO COPIES OF LETTERS
CONCERNING
THE PLACE AND OFFICE OF
A LIBRARIE-KEEPER
BY
JOHN DURY
CHICAGO
A. C. McCLURG & CO.
MDCCCCVI
Biographical Sketch The First Letter The Second Letter
page
COPYRIGHT, A. C. MCCLURG & CO., 1906 PUBLISHED, JULY 10, 1906
D. B. UPDIKE, THE MERRYMOUNT PRESS, BOSTON
# The Reformer

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# The Reformer (Whittier)

ALL grim and soiled and brown with tan, I saw a Strong One, in his wrath, Smiting the godless shrines of man Along his path.
The Church, beneath her trembling dome, Essayed in vain her ghostly charm Wealth shook within his gilded home With strange alarm.
Fraud from his secret chambers fled Before the sunlight bursting in Sloth drew her pillow o'er her head To drown the din.
"Spare," Art implored, "yon holy pile; That grand, old, time-worn turret spare;" Meek Reverence, kneeling in the aisle, Cried out, "Forbear!"
Gray-bearded Use, who, deaf and blind, Groped for his old accustomed stone, Leaned on his staff, and wept to find His seat o'erthrown.
Young Romance raised his dreamy eyes, O'erhung with paly locks of gold,-- "Why smite," he asked in sad surprise, "The fair, the old?"
Yet louder rang the Strong One's stroke, Yet nearer flashed his axe's gleam; Shuddering and sick of heart I woke, As from a dream.
I looked: aside the dust-cloud rolled, The Waster seemed the Builder too; Upspringing from the ruined Old I saw the New.
'T was but the ruin of the bad,-- The wasting of the wrong and ill; Whate'er of good the old time had Was living still.
Calm grew the brows of him I feared; The frown which awed me passed away, And left behind a smile which cheered Like breaking day.
The grain grew green on battle-plains, O'er swarded war-mounds grazed the cow; The slave stood forging from his chains The spade and plough.
Where frowned the fort, pavilions gay And cottage windows, flower-entwined, Looked out upon the peaceful bay And hills behind.
Through vine-wreathed cups with wine once red, The lights on brimming crystal fell, Drawn, sparkling, from the rivulet head And mossy well.
Through prison walls, like Heaven-sent hope, Fresh breezes blew, and sunbeams strayed, And with the idle gallows-rope The young child played.
Where the doomed victim in his cell Had counted o'er the weary hours, Glad school-girls, answering to the bell, Came crowned with flowers.
Grown wiser for the lesson given, I fear no longer, for I know That, where the share is deepest driven, The best fruits grow.
The outworn rite, the old abuse, The pious fraud transparent grown, The good held captive in the use Of wrong alone,--
These wait their doom, from that great law Which makes the past time serve to-day; And fresher life the world shall draw From their decay.
Oh, backward-looking son of time! The new is old, the old is new, The cycle of a change sublime Still sweeping through.
So wisely taught the Indian seer; Destroying Seva, forming Brahm, Who wake by turns Earth's love and fear, Are one, the same.
Idly as thou, in that old day Thou mournest, did thy sire repine; So, in his time, thy child grown gray Shall sigh for thine.
But life shall on and upward go; Th' eternal step of Progress beats To that great anthem, calm and slow, Which God repeats.
Take heart! the Waster builds again, A charmed life old Goodness hath; The tares may perish, but the grain Is not for death.
God works in all things; all obey His first propulsion from the night Wake thou and watch! the world is gray With morning light!
# The Reformation of Calliope

* “The Reformation of Calliope,” in Heart of the West (1907)
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# The Story of Peter Pan/Illustrations

Illustrations by: Alice Bolingbroke Woodward
LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS
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# The Story of Peter Pan

Illustrations by: Alice Bolingbroke Woodward
THE STORY OF PETER PAN
WITH THE SPRING COMES WENDY.
THE STORY OF
PETER PAN
RETOLD FROM THE FAIRY PLAY BY SIR J. M. BARRIE BY DANIEL O'CONNOR
ILLUSTRATED BY ALICE B. WOODWARD
TORONTO THE MUSSON BOOK COMPANY LIMITED
PRINTED IN GREAT BRITAIN BY PURNELL AND SONS PAULTON, SOMERSET, ENGLAND
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# The Story of Peter Pan/Contents

Illustrations by: Alice Bolingbroke Woodward
CONTENTS
PAGE
PART I
PART II
PART III
PART IV
PART V
PART VI
# The Tower (Yeats)/Two Songs from a Play

TWO SONGS FROM A PLAY
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# The Tower (Yeats)/The Wheel

THE WHEEL
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# The Tower (Yeats)/The Tower

THE TOWER
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# The Tower (Yeats)/Youth and Age

YOUTH AND AGE
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# The Tower (Yeats)/Wisdom

WISDOM
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# The Tragedy of Julius Caesar (The Warwick Shakespeare)/General Preface

This edition was edited and published c. 1908 See the scan index for this work.
GENERAL PREFACE.
In the Warwick Shakespeare an attempt is made to present the greater plays of the dramatist in their literary aspect, and not merely as material for the study of philology or grammar. Criticism purely verbal and textual has only been included to such an extent as may serve to help the student in his appreciation of the essential poetry. Questions of date and literary history have been fully dealt with in the Introductions, but the larger space has been devoted to the interpretative rather than the matter-of-fact order of scholarship. Aesthetic judgments are never final, but the Editors have attempted to suggest points of view from which the analysis of dramatic motive and dramatic character may be profitably undertaken. In the Notes likewise, while it is hoped that all unfamiliar expressions and allusions have been adequately explained, yet it has been thought even more important to consider the dramatic value of each scene, and the part which it plays in relation to the whole. These general principles are common to the whole series; in detail each Editor is alone responsible for the plays intrusted to him.
Every volume of the series has been provided with a Glossary, an Essay upon Metre, and an Index; and Appendices have been added upon points of special interest, which could not conveniently be treated in the Introduction or the Notes. The text is based by the several Editors on that of the Globe edition: the only omissions made are those that are unavoidable in an edition likely to be used by young students.
By the systematic arrangement of the introductory matter, and by close attention to typographical details, every effort has been made to provide an edition that will prove convenient in use.
# The Tragedy of Julius Caesar (The Warwick Shakespeare)

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JULIUS CÆSAR
BLACKIE & SON LIMITED Fitzhardinge Street, London, W.1 Bishopbriggs, Glasgow
BLACKIE & SON (INDIA) LIMITED 103/5 Fort Street, Bombay
THE WARWICK SHAKESPEARE
THE TRAGEDY
OF
JULIUS CÆSAR
EDITED BY
ARTHUR D. INNES, M.A.
SOMETIME SCHOLAR OF ORIEL COLL. OXFORD
BLACKIE & SON LIMITED
LONDON AND GLASGOW
CONTENTS.
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# The Tragedy of Julius Caesar (The Warwick Shakespeare)/Dramatis Personae

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DRAMATIS PERSONÆ
       Julius Cæsar. Octavius Cæsar, triumvirs after the death of Julius Cæsar. Marcus Antonius, M. Æmilius Lepidus, Cicero, Publius, senators. Popilius Lena, Marcus Brutus, conspirators agains Julius Cæsar. Cassius, Casca, Trebonius, Ligarius, Decius Brutus, Metellus Cimber, Cinna, Flavius and Marullus, tribunes. Artemidorus of Cnidos, a teacher of Rhetoric. A Soothsayer Cinna, a poet.Another Poet. Lucilius, friends to Brutus and Cassius. Titinius, Messala, Young Cato, Voluminius, Varro, servants to Brutus. Clitus, Claudius, Strato, Lucius, Dardanius, Pindarus, servant to Cassius. Calpurnia, wife to Cæsar. Portia, wife to Brutus.
Senators, Citizens, Guards, Attendants, &c.
Scene: Rome: the neighbourhood of Sardis: the neighbourhood of Philippi
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# The Times/1947/Public notice/William Arthur Jobson Archbold

Source: Deaths. The Times, Tuesday, Jun 3, 1947; Issue 50777; pg. 1
Layout 2ARCHBOLD.—On June 1, 1947, at 39, Grange Road, Cambridge, William Arthur Jobson Archbold, aged 82 years. Funeral private. No flowers please.
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# The Times/1948

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