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# The New York Times/1918/11/11/Berlin Explains Invasion of Tyrol

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BERLIN EXPLAINS INVASION OF TYROL
Says It Was Only to Keep Demoralized Austrians from German Soil.
MACKENSEN IS DEFIANT
Determined to Pass Through Hungary from Rumania Without Disarming Troops.
AMSTERDAM, Nov. 10.—With respect to the Austrian protest to the German Government against the invasion of Northern Tyrol by Bavarian troops, it is explained in Berlin that the crossing of the frontier was designed to keep disorganized and undisciplined Austrian troops from German territory, and that it will not obstruct the demobilization of the Austrian forces.
The German Field Marshal von Mackensen's troops, it is reported, will force their way through Hungary to Germany with their arms, despite the injunction of the Hungarian Government that arms must be discarded when German troops cross Hungarian soil.
INNSBRUCK, Nov. 9, (via Basle, Nov. 10.)—Bavarian troops have occupied the railroad station here.
Austrian troops are returning from the former front in swarms, clinging to the railway cars wherever they can get a hold. Many have been crushed or decapitated when the trains passed through tunnels. Bodies to the number of 273 were picked up on a single day on the railroad tracks near Innsbruck.
# The Pima Indians/Plate 3

CASA GRANDE RUIN
# The Pima Indians/Plate 7

| a Ironwood (Olneya tesota) | b Cat's claw (Acacia greggii) |
IRONWOOD AND CAT'S CLAW
# The Pima Indians/Plate 8

* a Haʼnûm cactus (Opuntia arborescens)
* b Saguaro forest (Cereus giganteus)
TWO VARIETIES OF CACTUS
# The Pima Indians/Plate 16

* a Skâsŏwalĭk Hills clay pit
* c Clay pit near the Gila
* b Screening clay at pit
CLAY PITS
# The Pima Indians/Plate 18

| b Bean pot | a Cooking pot |
| c Canteen | d Canteen |
POTTERY—POTS AND CANTEENS
# The Pima Indians/Plate 4

* a Santan (from the west)
* b Ruin below Santan (from the west)
* c Sweetwater (from the southwest)
THREE PREHISTORIC PIMA RUINS
# The Pima Indians/Plate 6

* b Arrow-bush inclosed kitchen
* c Fireplaces
* a Fourteen-pound wheat loaf; corn bread; doughnuts
PIMA BREAD, KITCHEN, AND FIREPLACES
# The Pima Indians/Plate 17

| a Rolling clay | b Smoothing surface after applying coil |
| c Supporting vessel on loose sand | d Decorating exterior |
PIMA WOMAN MAKING POTTERY
# The Pima Indians/Plate 2

| a Antonio Azul | b Tcoʼkŭt Nak, holding a calendar stick |
| c Kâemâ-â ||
THREE OF THE AUTHOR'S PIMA INFORMANTS
# The Pima Indians/Plate 5

* a Casa Blanca (from the west)
* b Schoolhouse ruins
CASA BLANCA AND RUINS OF FIRST SCHOOLHOUSE
# The Pilgrim Cook Book/Ice Cream and Beverages

Ice Cream and Beverages
Ice Cream.
One quart milk, 1 quart cream, 4 eggs, whites beaten stiff, 2 cups sugar and vanilla to taste. Pack and freeze.—Olga T. Bohnsack.
Vanilla Ice Cream.
One quart whipping cream, 1 cup sugar, 2 eggs well beaten, flavor with vanilla. Freeze.—Mrs. F. Nyendorf.
Angel Parfait.
One pint cream, ½ cup water, ½ cup sugar, 3 egg whites, 1 cup English walnuts or 1 cup candied cherries. Boil sugar and water until it threads, then remove from fire and stir it into the beaten egg whites; beat well and flavor. When cold gently stir in the cream which has been beaten stiff, add chopped nuts or cherries. Pack in ice and salt 4 hours; do not turn the freezer. One-half cherries and one-half walnuts makes a delicious substitute for 1 whole cup of either. Fine.—Mrs. William Bohnsack.
Lemon Ice.
Four cups hot water, ¼ cup cold water, 2 cups sugar, ½ cup lemon juice, ½ tablespoon gelatine, 1 tablespoon yellow rind. Dissolve gelatine in cold water for 10 minutes. Boil sugar and hot water; after it begins to boil add the gelatine and lemon rind. Pour into mixing bowl and set in pan of ice water; when cold add the lemon juice, strain and freeze.—Elsa Rauschert.
Lemon Sherbert.
Pineapple Ice.
One can Pineapple (grated), 2 cups sugar, juice of 4 lemons, 1 pint of water, whites of 1, 2 or 4 eggs, mix and freeze.—Mrs. R. Baur.
Pineapple Milk Sherbert.
Four cups milk, 1½ cups sugar, 2 cups grated pineapple, ½ cup lemon juice. Mix the pineapple, lemon juice and sugar. Add the milk. Then freeze.—Mrs. F. Nyendorf.
Strawberry Ice.
One quart mashed strawberries, 1½ pints of water, enough sugar to sweeten, about 1 cup, juice of 2 lemons. Freeze.—Mrs. R. Baur.
Grape Nectar.
One pint grape juice, juice of 1 orange, 2 lemons, ½ cup sugar, 1 pint water. Mix and serve ice cold, garnishing with sliced lemon.—Mrs. Chas. Hemler.
Punch.
Two cups sugar, 2 cups water, thin yellow rind (lemon and orange). Cook together for 5 minutes and strain. One box strawberries, wash, mash and strain through coarse sieve. Add ½ cup sugar, 1 pineapple grated, 6 lemons, 1 or 2 oranges, ½ cup strong tea, 4 cups water, cracked ice for serving. This serve 25 people or 25 sherbert cups.—Lydia H. Bohnsack.
Gluehwein.
One pint good red wine, 1 cup sugar, 1 cinnamon stick, 6 cloves and the thinly peeled rind of 1 lemon. Let this come to a boil. Serve while hot.—Marie Doederlein.
Flaxseed Lemonade.
Good Cough Syrup.
Five cent cherry wood bark ground and soaked in 1 pint of water over night. In the morning strain and add 5 cents rock candy 5 cent stick licorice chopped fine, and boil until thick like syrup. Dose—1 teaspoon every hour.—Mrs. H. England.
# The Pilgrim Cook Book/Dumplings and Noodles

Dumplings and Noodles
Never Fail Dumplings.
One and one-half cups flour, 1 teaspoon baking powder, pinch salt. Mix, add 1 egg and ¾ cup sweet milk. Stir and drop by the spoonful into boiling chicken, veal, or lamb broth. Keep covered for 5 minutes, then uncover and boil a few minutes longer. Serve at once.—Mrs. A. J. Koehneke.
Steamed Dumplings.
Two cups flour, 2 teaspoons baking powder, 2 eggs, ½ teaspoon salt, 7 tablespoons milk. Mix well and drop in steamer with tablespoon. Nice with stewed chicken.—Mrs. Sodemann.
Corn Dumplings.
Make a nice light biscuit dough and form it into small, thin rounds, just large enough to hold 1 heaping tablespoon corn, seasoned to taste. Add a lump of butter and form into round dumplings. Steam for about 30 minutes and serve as a garnish for stewed chicken.—Mrs. Albrecht.
Cracker Dumplings.
One heaping tablespoon butter, 3 eggs, 10 crackers, nutmeg and lemon rind to taste. Stir butter to cream, add yolks of eggs, nutmeg and lemon rind; add whites of eggs, beaten stiff, and lastly crackers, rolled fine. Form little balls, drop in boiling soup and let boil for a few minutes.—Mrs. John C. Koebel.
Farina Dumplings.
Boil ¼ cup farina in 1 cup soup, then remove from stove add 1 egg and nutmeg to taste. Drop into soup from a ​tablespoon and boil 5 minutes before serving.—Mrs. Wm. Bohnsack.
Liver Dumplings.
One pound calf's liver, 2 eggs, 3 slices white bread, 1¼ cups flour. Chop liver fine, add beaten eggs and bread. Allow to stand until bread is soft, then add flour, pepper and salt. Drop into boiling broth and boil about 20 minutes.—Mrs. Wm. Hinrichs.
Meat Dumplings (for Soup).
One-half pound chopped beef and pork, 2 slices stale white bread (soaked in cold water and pressed dry), 1 egg, 1 good sized grated onion, parsley, pepper, salt, nutmeg to taste. Mix all together, form in small balls. Boil in soup 10 minutes without a cover.—Mrs. C. B. Moellering.
Potato Dumplings.
Grate 6 boiled potatoes and add 4 or 5 rolled crackers, then add 2 eggs beaten with 1 spoon milk. Mix, add 1 teaspoon salt, pinch of baking powder and enough flour to handle. Form into balls and drop into boiling water; cook 30 minutes.—Mrs. Mandel Z.
Potato Dumplings.
Boil and mash about 10 medium sized potatoes, or use left over potatoes and grate them. Then grate about 20 raw potatoes and squeeze dry in cheese cloth. Mix all together and add about 3 slices white bread cut into cubes, shape into balls, put into boiling water and boil ½ hour. Serve with pork roast or sauer braten.—Mrs. Wm. C. Hinricks.
Filled Noodles.
This recipe will make enough for 4 or 5 persons. Cook ½ peck spinach well, drain and chop real fine. Fry 1½ pounds pork shoulder and when done put through meat chopper so it will be real fine; season with pepper, salt, a little nutmeg and 2 eggs. Mix with the gravy from the fried pork. Make noodle dough and roll out; they should not be too dry cut them in triangles or 3-inch three cornered pieces. Put about 1
# The Pacific Monthly/Volume 1/Number 1

* Physical Characteristics of the Northwest
* Despondency
* How the Commander Sailed
* Over the Bar
* Education in France
* A New Era in our National Life
* The Oregon Emergency Corps
* Westward Ho!
* Was He Justified?
* October
* In the Beginning
* Our Point of View
* The Magazines (number 1)
* The Month (number 1)
* Literary Comment (number 1)
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# The Pacific Monthly/Volume 1/Number 2

* Columbia River Salmon
* Salmon Fishing on the Lower Columbia
* A Rough Rider
* Education in France
* Augustus Dana's Wife
# The Pacific Monthly/Volume 1/October

OCTOBER.
Fire! fire! upon the maple bough,
The red flames of the frost.
Fire! fire! by burning woodbine, see,
The cottage-roof is crossed.
The hills are hid by smoky haze;
Look, how the roadside sumachs blaze!
And, on the withered leaves below,
The fallen leaves like bonfires glow.
— Mariou Douglas in "Religious Herald."
# The Panchatantra (Purnabhadra's Recension of 1199 CE)/Book 1/The Jackal at the Ram-Fight

THE JACKAL AT THE RAM-FIGHT
Now Godly sat down perfectly carefree, for his disciple's countless virtues had lulled his suspicions. As he rested, he saw a herd of rams, and two of them fighting. These two would angrily draw apart and dash together, their slablike foreheads crashing so that blood flowed freely. This spectacle attracted a jackal whose soul was in the fetters of carnivorous desire, and he stood between the two, lapping up the blood.
When Godly observed this, he thought: "Well, well! This is a dull-witted jackal. If he happens to be between just when they crash, he will certainly meet death. This inference seems inescapable to me."
Now the next time, being greedy as ever to lap up the blood, the jackal did not move away, was caught between the crashing heads, and was killed. Then ​Godly said: "The jackal at the ram-fight," and grieving for him, started to resume his treasure.
He returned in no haste, but when he failed to find June, he hurried through a ceremony of purification, then examined his robe. Finding the treasure gone, he fell to the ground in a swoon, murmuring: "Oh, oh! I am robbed." In a moment he came to himself, rose again, and started to scream: "June, June! Where did you go after cheating me? Give me answer!" With this repeated lamentation he moved slowly on, picking up his disciple's tracks and muttering: "And we, when tricked by June."
# The Panchatantra (Purnabhadra's Recension of 1199 CE)/Book 1/The Results of Education

THE RESULTS OF EDUCATION
On a part of a mountain a hen-parrot brought two chicks into the world. These chicks were caught by a hunter when the mother had left the nest to search for food. One of them—since fate decreed it—contrived to escape, while the other was kept in a cage and taught to speak. Meanwhile, the first chick encountered a wandering holy man, who caught him, took him to his own hermitage, and gave him kindly care.
While time was passing in this manner, a certain king, whose horse ran away and separated him from his guard, came to that part of the forest where the hunters lived. The moment he perceived the king's approach, the parrot straightway began to chuckle from his cage: "Come, come, my masters! Here comes somebody riding a horse. Bind him, bind him! Kill him, kill him!" And when the king heard the parrot's words, he quickly spurred his horse in another direction.
Now when the king came to another wood far ​ away, he saw a hermitage of holy men, and in it a parrot who addressed him from a cage: "Enter O King, and find repose. Taste our cool water and our sweet fruit. Come, hermits! Pay him honor. Give him water to wash his feet in the cool shade of this tree."
When he heard this, the king's eyes blossomed wide, and he wonderingly pondered what it might mean. And he said to the parrot: "In another part of the forest I met another parrot who looked like you, but who had a cruel disposition. 'Bind him, bind him!' he cried; 'kill him, kill him!'" And the parrot replied to the king by giving a precise relation of the course of his life.
"And that is why I say:
Our education, good and bad, The obvious consequences had.
Thus mere association with you is an evil. As the proverb says:
To foes of sense, not foolish friends, 'Tis wiser far to cling: The robber for his victims died; The monkey killed the king."
"How was that?" asked Victor. And Cheek told two stories, called
THE SENSIBLE ENEMY
# The Panchatantra (Purnabhadra's Recension of 1199 CE)/Book 1/The Plover Who Fought the Ocean

THE PLOVER WHO FOUGHT THE OCEAN
A plover and his wife once lived by the shore of the sea, the mighty sea that swarms with fish, crocodiles, turtles, sharks, porpoises, pearl oysters, shellfish, and other teeming life. The plover was called Sprawl, and his wife's name was Constance.
In due time she became pregnant and was ready to lay her eggs. So she said to her husband: "Please find a spot where I may lay my eggs." "Why," said he, "this home of ours, inherited from our ancestors, promises progress. Lay your eggs here." "Oh," said ​she, "don't mention this dreadful place. Here is the ocean near at hand. His tide might some day make a long reach and lick away my babies."
But the plover answered: "Sweetheart, he knows me, he knows Sprawl. Surely the great ocean cannot show such enmity to me. Did you never hear this?
What man is rash enough to take The gleaming crest-jewel from a snake? Or stirs the wrath of one so dread His glance may strike his victim dead?
However summer heat distresses In wild and treeless wildernesses, Who, after all, would seek the shade By some rogue elephant's body made?
And again:
When morning's chilly breezes blow With whirling particles of snow, What man with sense of value sure, Employs for cold the water cure?
To visit Death what man desires, So wakes the lion's sleeping fires, Who, tired from slaying elephants, Lies in a temporary trance?
Who dares to visit and defy The death-god? Dares the fearless cry— I challenge you to single strife; If power be yours, pray take my life?
What son of man, with simple wit, Defies the fire, and enters it— The smokeless flame that terrifies, Whose tongues by hundreds lick the skies?"
But even as he spoke, his wife laughed outright, since she knew the full measure of his capacity, and she said: "Very fine, indeed. There is plenty more where that came from. O king of birds,
Your heavy boastings startle, shock, And make of you a laughingstock: One marvels if the rabbit plants A dung-pile like the elephant's.
How can you fail to appreciate your own strength and weakness? There is a saying:
To know one's self is hard, to know Wise effort, effort vain; But accurate self-critics are Secure in times of strain.
This much of effort brings success; I have the power; I can: So think, then act, and reap the fruit Of your judicious plan.
And there is sound sense in this:
To take advice from kindly friends Be ever satisfied: The stupid turtle lost his grip Upon the stick, and died."
"How was that?" asked Sprawl. And Constance told the story of
SHELL-NECK, SLIM, AND GRIM
# The Paradise/Volume 1/Book 1/The Paradise of Palladius/The Histories of the Holy Men/History 56

​Chapter lv. Of Diocles
THIS man Diocles was originally [one] of those who were greatly skilled in grammar, but afterwards he became learned in philosophy. And having arrived at the period of the twenty-eighth year of his life, he was called by the Grace of God, and he departed and removed himself from the house of instruction, and delivered himself over to the promise of Christ; and having dwelt in caves for the space of thirty-five years, he said unto us, “The mind which removeth itself from the meditation of God falleth into lust.” Now he used to say that lust was that of a savage, animal, and bestial character, for he said unto us, “The mind which falleth away from the meditation of God becometh either a devil or a beast”; and we asked him to explain this saying unto us, and he did so, and said, “The mind which maketh itself to be remote from the contemplation of God must, perforce, be delivered over either to the devil of lust, who leadeth [it] into lasciviousness, or to the evil devil of wrath, wherefrom are produced the animal passions.” And he said, “The feeling of lasciviousness is a bestial thing, but the feeling of wrath appertaineth to the devil.” And making answer I said unto him, “How is it possible for the human mind to be with God continually and uninterruptedly?” And he said, “The mind of that soul which liveth in the thought or the fear of God, no matter what it may be, is with God.”
# The Paradise/Volume 1/Book 1/The Paradise of Palladius/The Histories of the Holy Men/History 5

​Chapter v. the History of the Maiden Alexandra
THERE was a certain maiden of Alexandria whose name was Alexandra, and she left the city and shut herself up in a tomb until the end of her life; she used to receive her food and whatsoever she needed through a window, and no man and no woman saw her face, neither did she see the face of any man, for twelve years. And a few days afterwards she yielded up her soul, and she lay down and went to her rest in peace. Now when her serving woman went to visit her according to her wont, she knocked at the window, but Alexandra gave her no answer, and straightway she knew that she was dead, and she came and made known unto us concerning her mistress. And we took off the door of her cell and we found her body dried up.
​Now the blessed woman Melha also related unto us the story of Alexandra, saying, “I have [never] seen her face to face. And I stood outside the cell, close to the window, and entreated her to tell me for what reason she had shut herself up in the grave. And Alexandra answered and said unto me, ‘Inasmuch as the thought of the love of God was present in my mind, I prayed before the Lord, and I entreated Him to permit me to offer unto Him my virginity in the state in which it had been born with me. Now a certain young man regarded me in his thoughts, and looked upon me, and desired me, and sought to destroy me. But because I did not want to grieve him, or to say what was evil unto him, or to be to him an occasion of sin, I chose rather to shut myself up alive in this grave than to cause a man who was made in the form of the image of God to stumble.’ And I said unto her, ‘How canst thou bear [to] live here not seeing the face of any man without being driven to despair?’ Then she answered and said unto me, ‘I occupy myself with my prayers and with the work of my hands, and I have no idle moments. From morn until the ninth hour I weave linen, and recite the Psalms and pray; and during the rest of the day I commemorate in my heart the holy fathers, and I revolve in my thoughts the histories of all the Prophets and Apostles, and Martyrs; and during the remaining hours I work with my hands and eat my bread, and by means of these things I am comforted whilst I await the end of my life in good hope.’ ” These things we have heard from the blessed woman Melania who told the story of the maiden Alexandra. But in this history I must not underrate those who have toiled in the faith of Christ, to the glory of the perfect and to the admonition of those who hear.
# The Paradise/Volume 1/Book 1/The Paradise of Palladius/The Histories of the Holy Men/History 52

​Chapter lj: Of Chronius Who Was From The Village Of Phœnix
THERE was a certain man whose name was Chronius, who came from the village which was called Tomârtâ (i.e., Phœnix) which was nigh unto the desert; and when he had gone away a little distance from human habitations, and had departed from his village, having measured out along the road with his right foot about fifteen thousand paces, he prayed and dug in that spot a pit, and he found [therein] good and sweet water. Now the well was about seven fathoms in depth; and he built there a little habitation wherein to dwell, and from the day wherein he shut himself up in that place, he prayed to God that he might never return to a region inhabited by men. Now when he had dwelt there some few years, he was esteemed worthy to become a priest unto the brotherhood, for there were gathered together unto him about two hundred brethren. And these excellent things are said concerning him: that during the whole of the period of sixty years, wherein he was performing the ministrations of the altar, he never once went out of the desert, and that he never ate bread which he had not [earned by] the labour of his hands.
# The Paradise/Volume 1/Book 1/The Paradise of Palladius/The Histories of the Holy Men/History 54

​Chapter liij. Of The Blessed Man Solomon
NOW I went about in Antinoë of the Thebaïd for a period of four years, and I learned concerning the whole of the system of the religious houses which were there; for there dwelt by the side of the city about twelve hundred men, who worked with their hands, and who lived the life of spiritual excellence. Among these there was a number of solitary monks who shut themselves up in caves, and among them was one who was called Solomon; he was a chaste and humble man, and unto him was given the gift of patient endurance. He used to say that he had passed fifty years in the cave, during which time he had fed himself by means of his labour, and he could repeat the Scriptures by heart.
# The Paradise/Volume 1/Book 1/The Paradise of Palladius/The Histories of the Holy Men/History 57

​Chapter lvj: Of The Blessed Man Kapiton
NOW by the side of this man there used to dwell Kapiton, a man who had been formerly a thief, and he had lived in holes in the rocks for fifty years, [at a place] which was about four miles from Antinoë; he never went down from his cave, not even to the river Nile, for he used to say that he was unable to meet in the congregation of the children of men him that still fought with him, namely, his Adversary.
# The Paradise/Volume 1/Book 1/The Paradise of Palladius/The Histories of the Holy Men/History 55

​Chapter liv. Of Dorotheos The Priest
AND there was Dorotheos, a priest, who used to live in a cave, and he possessed more goodness than many men, and led a spiritual life of high excellence; now he had been held to be worthy of consecration to the priesthood, and he performed the offices thereof for the brethren who dwelt in the caves. Unto this blessed man Melania the Less, the kinswoman of Melania the Great, concerning whom we are about to speak later, sent five hundred darics and begged him to spend them on behalf of the brethren [who were there]; but he only took three of them, and then sent the remainder to the wandering monk Diocles, a man of knowledge and understanding, saying, “O our brother Diocles, thou art wiser than I am; I am not equal [to spending these]”; and having taken them Diocles was able to spend them wisely on those whom he knew of a certainty to be in want.
# The Overland Monthly/Volume 14

* Issue 1 IA
* Issue 2 IA
* Issue 3 IA
* Issue 4 IA
* Issue 5 IA
* Issue 6 IA
# The Overland Monthly/Volume 2

Contents: IA
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# The Overland Monthly/Volume 3

contents: IA
* Frances Fuller Victor: Manifest Destiny in the West
* Francis Bret Harte: Portala's Cross
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