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# The New Student's Reference Work/Poitiers

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Poitiers (pwä′tyā̇′), a city of France, occupying the summit and slopes of a hill at whose base flow Clain and Boivre Rivers. Before the French Revolution it had a large number of religious edifices, which even yet are quite numerous. Within and about the city are numerous Roman and Celtic remains, and here, in 1882, the remains of an entire Gallo-Roman town were discovered, with temple, baths and streets spread over 14 acres. In the vicinity of Poitiers Alaric II, the Visigoth was defeated and slain by Clovis in 507, and between Poitiers and Tours Charles Martel won his great victory in 732 over the Saracens under Abd-ur-Rahman. On Sept. 19, 1356, about five miles north of the city, Edward the Black Prince, with only 12,000 or 14,000 English and Gascon troops, defeated about 60,000 of the troops of King John of France, killing 11,000 and taking more than 2,000 prisoners. Population 39,302.
# The New Student's Reference Work/Plum

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Plum, certain species of the genus Prunus to which also belong the peaches and cherries. In the plum the flowers occur in umbel-like clusters and appear either before or with leaves. The fruit is a drupe or stone fruit, as in the case of peaches and cherries. The most common plum of cultivation is P. domestica, which probably is of Asiatic origin. Its fruits have been made to vary exceedingly as to shape and flavor. The common wild plum of the United States is P. Americana, with dull yellow fruit, splashed with spots of red, which is also under cultivation. The wild goose-plum is P. hortulana, with many varieties under cultivation. It is found wild in the Mississippi valley.
# The New Student's Reference Work/Poisons

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Poisons. A poison may be defined as “any substance or matter which, when introduced into the body in any way, can destroy life by its own inherent qualities without acting mechanically.” Poisons are sometimes classified according to their source as mineral, vegetable and animal; or, more generally, according to their action as irritants, narcotics and narcotic irritants. The irritants, when taken in ordinary doses, produce intense vomiting and purging and severe abdominal pain. They act directly upon the stomach and intestines, which they inflame and frequently corrode. The narcotics act specially on the brain and spinal cord. Among their most common symptoms are headache, giddiness, obscurity of sight, stupor, loss of muscular power, convulsions and finally complete coma. They have no acrid, burning taste, and, except a slight fullness of the cerebral vessels, they leave no clearly marked postmortem appearance. The narcotico-irritants have a mixed action. At varying periods after they have been swallowed they produce stupor, coma, paralysis and convulsions, owing to their effect on the brain and spinal marrow. As examples of irritant poisons we may mention sulphuric, nitric and oxalic acids (in doses of half an ounce or more), carbolic acid, arsenic, corrosive sublimate, blue vitriol, lunar caustic and chloride of antimony. Among the narcotics are opium, belladonna, alcohol, ether, India hemp, chloral and chloroform. The narcotico-irritants include prussic acid, strychnine, nux vomica, hemlock, aconite and nicotine (the active principle of tobacco). The evils resulting from the use of alcohol in its various forms have caused laws restricting or prohibiting the sale of intoxicating liquors to be passed in most of the states of the Union; and, as a preventive of the evils resulting both from alcohol and tobacco nearly all the states have laws providing for instruction in the public schools as to the effect of narcotics upon the brain and nervous system.
# The New Student's Reference Work/Poison-Ivy

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Poi′son-Ivy. See Poisonous Plants.
# The New Student's Reference Work/Poggendorff, Johann Christian

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Pog′gendorff, Johann Christian, an eminent German physicist, was born at Hamburg, Dec. 29, 1796; and died at Berlin, Jan. 2, 1877. He is best known, perhaps, in his capacity as editor of the great German periodical Annals of Physics and Chemistry.
# The New Student's Reference Work/Poincare, Raymond

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Poincare, Raymond (1860). Few men have ever devoted to public service a broader mental training and equipment than Raymond Poincare, President of France (1913– ). A graduate of the University of Paris, he was trained for the law, served for a time in the Department of Agriculture, distinguished himself as an economist in the Chamber, served successively as Minister of Education and Finance and in 1913 was elected President. During all his public service up to this time, he continued to practice at the bar, and found time to publish a number of brilliant essays on literary, scientific and political subjects.
# The New Student's Reference Work/Pointer

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Point′er. See Dog.
# The Path of Roses

* "The Path of Roses" in Phantasmagoria and Other Poems (1869)
* "The Path of Roses" in Three Sunsets and Other Poems (1898)
* "The Path of Roses" in The Complete Works of Lewis Carroll (1920)
# The Path of the King

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"In this sequence of fourteen picturesque, episodic short stories John Buchan has endeavored to create a line of imagined forebears from whom, beginning with a ninth century Norse sea rover, in the succeeding ages Abraham Lincoln's ancestors might have been directly descended. Each one of the tales takes place within a glamorous historical setting, peopled by illustrious figures of the times—kings, knights, warriors, famous generals, courtiers, great leaders and adventurers," ... "Several of the tales assume in the reader a wider knowledge of general European history than is the average person's store, and these in consequence are likely to seem vaguely coherent and dubiously interesting to the inadequately informed."—Review in The Outlook, June 1921
THE PATH OF THE KING
BY JOHN BUCHAN
AUTHOR OF "Mr. Standfast,"Greenmantle, "Prester John," etc
NEW YORK GEORGE H. DORAN COMPANY
To MY WIFE I DEDICATE THESE CHAPTERS FIRST READ BY A COTSWOLD FIRE
Linum fumigans non exstinguet; in veritate educet judicium.
Isa. xlii. 3.

### CONTENTS

CHAPTER
       Prologue
* Hightown Under Sunfell
* The Englishman
* The Wife of Flanders
* Eyes of Youth
* The Maid
* The Wood of Life
* Eaucourt by the Waters
* The Hidden City
* The Regicide
* The Marplot
* The Lit Chamber
* In the Dark Land
* The Last Stage
* The End of the Road
       Epilogue
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# The New Student's Reference Work/Schooner

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​Schoon′er. See Ship.
# The New Student's Reference Work/Schopenhauer, Arthur

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​Schopenhauer (shō′pĕn-hou′ẽr), Arthur, a German philosopher, was born at Dantzic, Prussia, Feb. 22, 1788. He studied at Göttingen, Berlin and Jena, hearing Fichte and Schleiermacher. From Weimar, where his mother resided, he went in 1814 to Dresden and from there to Italy, afterwards living at Berlin and Frankfort-on-the-Main. His chief book, The World as Will and Idea, gives a large part of his peculiar philosophy. On the Will in Nature and Sight and Colors are among his philosophical writings, which include many occasional papers and his prize-essay in the Norwegian Academy on Freedom of the Will, which brought him the first public praise. He died on Sept. 21, 1860. See Lives by Zimmerman and Wallace.
# The New Student's Reference Work/Schoolcraft, Henry Rowe

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​School′craft, Henry Rowe, an American writer, was born in the state of New York, March 28, 1793. After studying at Union College, he visited the mining-region west of the Mississippi and also acted as geologist in an exploring expedition to Lake Superior and the Upper Mississippi under General Cass. In 1822 he was Indian agent for the tribes about the lakes, and in 1823 married the granddaughter of an Ojibway chief who had been educated in Europe. While Indian agent he made treaties that gave the United States 16,000,000 acres. As a member of the legislature of Michigan Territory, 1828-32, he founded its historical society. An expedition which he commanded in 1832 discovered the sources of the Mississippi. After collecting the statistics of the Six Nations, he was employed by Congress in 1847 to gather all the information possible about the Indian tribes, the result being published in five volumes, costing the government $30,000 a volume. He added a sixth volume to the collection in 1857. His works include narratives of his journeys, namely, Notes on the Iroquois; The Red Race of America; Thirty Years with Indian Tribes and The Indian in His Wigwam. He died at Washington, D. C., on Dec. 10, 1864.
# The New Student's Reference Work/Schools, Summer

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​Schools, Sum′mer. Schools of the Chautauqua type are held only during the summer months, at favorable resorts, and combine study with recreation, although opportunity is also offered for advanced instruction in special branches. Among summer schools and universities, that of the University of Chicago is unique in having the regular work of the entire university carried through the summer quarter. The universities allow credit towards a degree for work done during the summer session. Another important type of summer school is that for the professional training of teachers. There are also summer schools for the pursuit of some branch of natural sciences located at places suitable for their particular purposes.
# The New Student's Reference Work/Schreiner, Olive

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​Schreiner (shrī-nẽr), Olive, whose pseudonym is Ralph Iron, was born about 1860 in Basutoland, South Africa, where her father, a German Lutheran clergyman, was a missionary in the service of the London Missionary Society. Her mother, however, was an English woman. In 1894 she married S. C. Cronwright. In 1883 she published The Story of an African Farm, a story of Afrikander life, replete with simple but forceful and fascinating pictures of South Africa and its peoples. Dreams, An English South African's View of the Situation (1899) and Trooper Halket are other publications of hers. Her husband and she also are joint-authors of The Political Situation (1895). Her judgments as to this and as to the Transvaal difficulties are those of one who, though half English, appreciates and sympathizes with the native Dutch of South Africa. Her home is at Hanover, Cape Colony.
# The Posthumous Works of Ann Eliza Bleecker/On Reading Dryden's Virgil

Now cease these tears, lay gentle Vigil by, Let recent sorrows dim the pausing eye: Shall Æneas for lost Creusa mourn, And tears be wanting on Abella's urn? Like him I lost my fair one in my flight From cruel foes---and in the dead of night. Shall he lament the fall of Illion's tow'rs, And we not mourn the sudden ruin of our's? See York on fire---while borne by winds each flame Projects its glowing sheet o'er half the main: Th' affrighted savage, yelling with amaze, From Allegany sees the rolling blaze. Far from these scenes of horror, in the shade I saw my aged parent safe convey'd; Then sadly follow'd to the friendly land, With my surviving infant by the hand. No cumb'rous houshold gods had I indeed To load my shoulders, and my flight impede; The hero's idols sav'd by him remain; My gods took care of me---not I of them! The Trojan saw Anchises breathe his last, When all domestic dangers he had pass'd: So my lov'd parent, after she had fled, Lamented, perish'd on a stranger's bed. ---He held his way o'er the Cerulian Main, But I return'd to hostile fields again.
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# The Posthumous Works of Ann Eliza Bleecker/On a great Coxcomb recovering from an Indisposition

(recovering from an Indisposition)
Narcissus (as Ovid informs us) expir'd, Consum'd by the flames his own beauty had fir'd; But N---o (who like him is charm'd with his face, And sighs for his other fair-self in the glass) Loves to greater excess than Narcissus---for why? He loves himself too much to let himself die.
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# The Posthumous Works of Ann Eliza Bleecker/Elegy on the death of Gen. Montgomery

Melpomene, now strike a mournful string, Montgomery's fate assisting me to sing! Thou saw him fall upon the hostile plain Yet ting'd with blood that gush'd from Moncalm's veins, Where gallant Wolfe for conquest gave his breath, Where num'rous heroes met the angel Death. Ah! while the loud reiterated roar Of cannon echoed on from shore to shore, Benigner Peace, retiring to the shade, Had gather'd laurel to adorn his head: The laurel yet shall grace his bust; but, oh! America must wear sad cypress now. Dauntless he led her armies to the war, Invulnerable was his soul to fear: When they explor'd their way o'er trackless snows, Where Life's warm tide thro' every channel froze, His eloquence made the chill'd bosom glow, And animated them to meet the foe; Now flam'd this bright conspicuous grace alone, The softer virtues in his bosom shone; It bled with every soldier's recent wound; He rais'd the fallen vet'ran from the ground; He wip'd the eye of grief, it ceas'd to flow; His heart vibrated to each sound of woe: His heart too good his country to betray For splendid posts or mercenary pay, Too great to see a virtuous land opprest, Nor strive to have her injuries redress'd. Oh had but Carleton suffer'd in his stead! Had half idolitrous Canadia bled! 'Tis not for him but for ourselves we grieve, Like him to die is better than to live; His urn by a whole nation's tears bedew'd, His mem'ry blest by all the great and good: O'er his pale coarse the marble soon shall rise, And the tall column shoot into the skies; There long his praise by freemen shall be read, As softly o'er the hero's dust they tread.

## Notes

* ↑ In St. Paul's Church, in the city of New-York, is a beautiful monument raised to his memory, by order of Congress, 1783
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# The Posthumous Works of Ann Eliza Bleecker/On Mrs. Johanna Lupton

Her soul, unsetter'd from the bands of clay, With swift-wing'd haste to heaven takes its way; She tow'rs the æriel space on wings divine, While weeping friends surround the bloodless shrine: The soften'd heart there breathes a tender sigh, And grief sits pensive in each moisten'd eye: Suppress the rising tear, and with her sing, 'Death, where's thy vict'ry? Grave, where is thy sting?' Sing how with God she rests in endless day, All tears of sorrow ever wip'd away; 'Sing how by tortures heav'n her faith has try'd; 'The saint endur'd it, tho' the woman dy'd!'
Ah, nature will prevail! 'tis all in vain: Say, sacred muse, what loss do we sustain? She wip'd the eye of grief---it ceas'd to flow; Her pitying heart still felt another's woe; Indigent virtue shar'd her earthly store; She call'd herself God's steward for the poor: A duteous child; a faithful, loving wife; Serene in death, as tranquil was her life: A pious mother---mother now no more; Her soft solicitude and cares are o'er: Sister and friend, each tender name in one. And is she gone? but heav'n's great will be done! Like Noah's dove, the wand'rer found no rest, Till in his ark her Saviour took the guest. Oh may we meet her on the eternal shore, Where death shall never separate us more!
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# The Posthumous Works of Ann Eliza Bleecker/On seeing Miss S. T. E. crossing the Hudson

Tis she, upon the sapphire flood, Whose charms the world surprise, Whose praises, chanted in the wood, Are wafted to the skies,
To view the heaven of her eyes, Where'er the light barque moves, The green hair'd sisters, smiling, rise From out their sea-girt groves.
E'en Neptune quits his glassy caves, And calls out from afar, 'So Venus look'd, when o'er the waves 'She drove her pearly car.'
He bids the winds to caves retreat, And there confin'd to roar: 'But here,' said he, 'forbear to breathe, 'Till Susan comes on shore.'
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# The Posthumous Works of Ann Eliza Bleecker/Hope arising from Retrospection

Alas! my fond enquiring soul, Doom'd in suspence to mourn; Now let thy moments calmly roll, Now let thy peace return.
Why should'st thou let a doubt disturb Thy hopes, which daily rise, And urge thee on to trust his word Who built and rules the skies?
Look back thro' what intricate ways He led thy unfriended feet; Oft mourning in the cheerless maze, He ne'er forsook thee yet.
When thunder from heav'n's arch did break, And cleft the sinking ship, His mercy snatch'd thee from the wreck, And from the rolling deep:
And when Disease, with threat'ning mein, Aim'd at thy trembling heart, Again his mercy interven'd, And turn'd aside the dart.
When Murder sent her hopeless cries More dreadful thro' the gloom, And kindling flames did round thee rise, Deep harvests to consume;
Who was it led thee thro' the wood And o'er th' ensanguin'd plain, Unseen by ambush'd sons of blood, Who track'd thy steps in vain?
'Twas pitying heav'n that check'd my tears, And bade my infants play, To give an opiate to my fears, And cheer the lonely way.
And in the doubly dreadful night When my Abella died, When horror struck---detesting light! I sunk down by her side:
When wing'd for flight my spirit stood, With this fond thought beguil'd, To lead my charmer to her God, And there to claim my child;
Again his mercy o'er my breast Effus'd the breath of peace; Subsiding passions sunk to rest, He bade the tempest cease.
Oh! let me ever, ever praise Such undeserved care; Tho' languid may appear my lays, At least they are sincere.
I never will distrust thee more, Tho' hell should aim her dart; Innoxious is infernal pow'r, If thou Protector art.
It is my joy that thou art God, Eternal, and supreme--- Rise Nature! hail the power aloud, From whom creation came.
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# The Posthumous Works of Ann Eliza Bleecker/Elegy on the Death of Cleora

No more of Zephyr's airy robe I'll sing, Or balmy odours dropping from his wing, Or how his spicy breath revives the lands, And curls the waves which roll o'er crystal sands. No more I'll paint the glowing hemisphere, Or rocks ambitious, piercing upper air; The subjects of the grave demand my lay, Spectator now, I soon shall be as they.
Cleora, art thou gone? thou dost not hear The voice of grief, nor see the dropping tear; And yet, it soothes my sorrows while I mourn In artless verse, and weep upon thy urn. ---Tho' bright from thee the rays of beauty stream'd, Thy mind irradiate, stronger graces beam'd; The meteor shone so permanent and fair, Who'd not mistook the vapour for a star? ---E'en then---when lying poets flattering breath Pronounc'd so fair a form exempt from death; The icy angel met her on the plain, And bade our friend adorn his ghastly train; The vital heat forsakes her loitering blood; The blood stands still---the springs of life all stood; Down sunk the fair, while nature gave a groan, To see her noblest structure fall so soon.
But say, some pow'r, where is the spirit fled, To wait the time when it shall join the dead? Say, springs her active soul beyond the skies, Or still around the clay enamour'd flies? Or sits exalted on th' empyreal height, 'Midst deluges of primogenial light? Or else expatiates, with enlarged pow'rs, Where mortal man's conception never soars?
---Ah! when the brittle bands of life are burst, To meet her on the shores of bliss. I trust; Sure I shall know her in the realms above, By those sweet eyes which beam incessant love: There we'll renew the friendship here begun, But which shall last thro' th' eternal noon: Till then suspend my fond enquiries, where, And with what souls she breathes immortal air; Meanwhile, with imitative art I'll try, Nobly like her to live---like her to die!
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# The Posthumous Works of Ann Eliza Bleecker/On the Immensity of Creation

Oh! could I borrow some celestial plume, This narrow globe should not confine me long In its contracted sphere---the vast expanse, Beyond where thought can reach, or eye can glance, My curious spirit, charm'd should traverse o'er, New worlds to find, new systems to explore: When these appear'd, again I'd urge my flight Till all creation open'd to my sight.
Ah! unavailing wish, absurd and vain, Fancy return and drop thy wing again; Could'st thou more swift than light move steady on, Thy sight as broad, and piercing as the sun, And Gabriel's years too added to thy own; Nor Gabriel's sight, nor thought, nor rapid wing, Can pass the immense domains of th' eternal King; The greatest seraph in his bright abode Can't comprehend the labours of a God. Proud reason fails, and is confounded here; ---Man how contemptible thou dost appear! What art thou in this scene?---Alas! no more Than a small atom to the sandy shore, A drop of water to a boundless sea, A single moment to eternity.
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# The Posthumous Works of Ann Eliza Bleecker/Despondency

Come Grief, and sing a solemn dirge Beneath this midnight shade; From central darkness now emerge, And tread the lonely glade.
Attend each mourning pow'r around, While tears incessant flow; Strike all your strings with doleful sound, Till Grief melodious grow.
This is the cheerless hour of night, For sorrow only made, When no intrusive ray of light The silent glooms pervade.
Tho' such the darkness of my soul, Not such the calmness there, But waves of guilt tumultuous roll 'Midst billows of despair.
Fallacious Pleasure's tinsel train My soul rejects with scorn; If higher joys she can't attain, She'd rather chuse to mourn
For bliss superior she was made, Or for extreme despair: If pain awaits her past the dead Why should she triumph here?
Tho' Reason points at good supreme, Yet Grace must lead us thence; Must wake us from this pleasing dream, The idle joys of Sense.
Surely I wish the blackest night Of Nature to remain, 'Till Christ arise with healing light, Then welcome day again.
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