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# Halloween Failure

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Published in Harper's Weekly, Oct. 29, 1910.
Who's dat peekin' in de do'?  Set mah heart a-beatin'! Thought I see' a spook for sho  On mah way to meetin'. Heerd a rustlin' all aroun',  Trees all sort o' jiggled; An' along de frosty groun'  Funny shadders wriggled.
Who's dat by de winder-sill?  Gittin' sort o' skeery; Feets is feelin' kind o' chill,  Eyes is sort o' teary. 'Most as nervous as a coon  When de dawgs is barkin', Er a widder when some spoon  Comes along a-sparkin'.
Whass dat creepin' up de road,  Quiet like a ferret, Hoppin' sof'ly as a toad?  Maybe hit's a sperrit! Lordy! hope dey ain't no ghos'  Come to tell me howdy. I ain't got no use for those  Fantoms damp an' cloudy.
Whass dat standin' by de fence  Wid its eyes a-yearnin', Drivin' out mah common-sense  Wid its glances burnin'? Don't dass skeercely go to bed  Wid dem spookses roun' me. Ain't no res' fo' dis yere head  When dem folks surroun' me.
Whass dat groanin' soun' I hear  Off dar by de gyardin? Lordy! Lordy! Lordy dear,  Grant dis sinner pardon! I won't nebber—I declar'  Ef it ain't my Sammy! Sambo, what yo' doin' dar?  Yo' can't skeer yo' mammy!
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# Hallowell v. United States (221 U.S. 317)

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United States Supreme Court
221 U.S. 317
Hallowell v. United States
Argued: March 10, 1911. --- Decided: May 15, 1911
Mr. Thomas L. Sloan for Hallowell.
Assistant Attorney General Harr for the United States.
Mr. Justice Day delivered the opinion of the court:

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# Hallowell v. Commons

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United States Supreme Court
239 U.S. 506
Hallowell v. Commons
Argued: December 15, 1915. --- Decided: January 10, 1916
Messrs. Hiram Chase and William Ross King for appellant.
Assistant Attorney General Knaebel for appellees.
Mr. Justice Holmes delivered the opinion of the court:

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# Hallowell v. United States

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* Hallowell v. United States (209 U.S. 101)
* Hallowell v. United States (221 U.S. 317)
# Hallowell v. United States (209 U.S. 101)/Opinion of the Court

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United States Supreme Court
209 U.S. 101
Hallowell v. United States
Argued: March 12, 1908 --- Decided: March 23, 1908
In Chicago, B. & Q. R. Co. v. Williams, 205 U.S. 444, 454, 51 L. ed. 875, 879, 27 Sup. Ct. Rep. 559, 563, we had occasion to consider the scope and meaning of the 6th section of the judiciary act of March 3d, 1891 [26 Stat. at L. 828, chap. 517, U.S.C.omp. Stat. 1901, p. 549], authorizing a circuit court of appeals, in every case within its jurisdiction, to certify questions or propositions of law concerning which it desires instruction for the proper decision of the case. The court there reaffirmed the rule, announced in previous cases, that the authority to certify such questions could not be used for the purpose of sending to this court the whole case, with all its circumstances, for consideration and decision. Jewell v. Knight, 123 U.S. 426, 31 L. ed. 190, 8 Sup. Ct. Rep. 193; Waterville v. Van Slyke, 116 U.S. 699, 29 L. ed. 772, 6 Sup. Ct. Rep. 622; United States v. Rider, 163 U.S. 132, 41 L. ed. 101, 16 Sup. Ct. Rep. 983; United States v. Union P. R. Co. 168 U.S. 505, 42 L. ed. 559, 18 Sup. Ct. Rep. 167. Upon a review of the adjudged cases we used this language in reference to the certificate of questions in that case: 'The present certificate brings to us a question of mixed law and fact and, substantially, all the circumstances connected with the issue to be determined. It does not present a distinct point of law, clearly stated, which can be decided without passing upon the weight or effect of all the evidence out of which the question arises. The question certified is rather a condensed, argumentative narrative of the facts upon which, in the opinion of the judges of the circuit court of appeals, depends the validity of the live-stock contract in suit. Thus, practically, the whole case is brought here by the certified question, and we are, in effect, asked to indicate what, under all the facts stated, should be the final judgment. In is, obviously, as if the court had been asked, generally, upon a statement of all the facts, to determine what, upon those facts, is the law of the case.' 205 U.S. 444, 454.
The certificate in the present case is objectionable upon the ground that it does not set forth propositions of law, clearly stated, which may be answered without reference to all the facts, but mixed questions of law and fact which require us to construe various acts of Congress, and, in the light of all the testimony in the case, determine whether the accused could be held guilty of any offense legally punishable by the United States. It is as if the court were asked what, upon the whole case as sent up, should have been the verdict and judgment in the trial court. The certificate is defective and must be dismissed, because not in conformity to the statute.
It is ordered.

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# Hallowing of Mar Nestorius

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The Hallowing of Mar Nestorius (or Liturgy of St Nestorius) is one of the eucharistic liturgies used by Chaldean and Assyrian Christians.
English-language translations of ܩܘܼܕܵܫܵܐ ܕܡܵܪܝ ܢܸܣܛܘܿܪܝܼܣ‎ include:
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# Higinio Romeu v. Roert H Todd

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United States Supreme Court
206 U.S. 358
Higinio Romeu v. Roert H Todd
Argued: April 19, 1907. --- Decided: May 27, 1907
Mr. Frederick L. Cornwell for appellant.
Mr. N. B. K. Pettingill for appellee.
[Argument of Counsel from pages 358-361 intentionally omitted]
Mr. Justice White delivered the opinion of the court:

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# Hilarity Hall

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A novelette. Extracted from St. Nicholas magazine, Vol 29.2 1902, pp. 976-1005. Accompanying illustrations by Charles M. Relyea may be added later. The story was published in book form (expanded and revised) as Eight Girls and a Dog, (1902)
HILARITY HALL:
BEING THE STORY OF EIGHT GIRLS AND A DOG.
By Carolyn Wells.
In this, the eleventh of the "long-stories-complete-in-one-number," the author of "The Story of Betty" takes a club of eight young girls to the seaside, and puts them in full charge of a summer cottage. It is no wonder that the jolly household was known as "Hilarity Hall." A bit of masquerading brings the story to an odd and pleasing conclusion.
* I. Pillows and Pitchers
* II. On the Road
* III. The Fun Begins
* IV. Annals of Hilarity Hall
* V. The Enchanted Princess
* VI. Mrs. Lennox
* VII. Willing Service
* VIII. Hailarious Hospitality
* IX. A Welcome Invitation
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# Higueras v. United States

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United States Supreme Court
72 U.S. 827
Higueras v. United States
APPEAL from the District Court for Northern California.
Mr. Bradley, for the appellants; Mr. Willes, contra.
Mr. Justice CLIFFORD delivered the opinion of the court.

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# Hand in Hand/Rivals

Rivals
TO Love's low voice she lent a careless ear, Her hand within his rosy fingers lay, A chilling weight. She would not turn nor hear, But with averted face went on her way; His flow'ry wreaths beneath her heedless feet She crushed, nor cared to breathe his offerings sweet.
But when pale Death, all featureless and grim, Lifted his bony hand, and beckoning Held out his cypress branch, she followed him; And Love was left forlorn and wondering When she, who for his wooing would not stay, At Death's first whisper rose, and went away.
# Hand in Hand/Secrets

Secrets
THE rain has beaten the tall maize down; Oh proud maize, with the golden crown, Broken thou liest at my feet.
The woman had a secret, That cradled in her heart, "None else have such a secret," She said, "save I, accursed!" She journeyed through the world, The secret in her heart, And Oh, each one she met, The women spinning at their sunny doorsills, The reapers toiling where the corn was thickest, The maidens with full pitchers by the streamlet, Each had a secret, She was afraid.
She saw their eyes, And through them, saw their hearts, Wherein the secrets lay. And some were white as moonlight,
And some were black as night, And some were red as roses, And some were grey as doves. She was afraid.
She bent to ask her heart, Wherein her secret nestled, "Tell me their names, and thine." And her secret answered, laughing, "The names of some are Sorrows, the names of some are Sins, And the colours tell thee whether they be Sorrows or be Sins." And the woman questioned, trembling, "What colour then art thou?" And her secret answered, laughing, "That thou shalt never know, Though thy heart must house me warmly, And thy breast must rock me softly, All thy life." She was afraid.
The rain has beaten the tall maize down; Oh proud maize, with the golden crown, Broken thou liest at my feet.
# Hand in Hand/Song

Song
I'M lost to joy: I'm lost to love; I'm lost to all would make me fain: I lost my way in the light of day— God send that I find it soon again!
I'm lost to peace; I'm lost to ease; I'm lost to all would make me blest; I lost my way in the light of day, And I'm weary now and long to rest.
I'm lost to gladness and to mirth; I'm lost to all that's good to find: I lost my way in the light of day, And left the good things all behind.
I wander West, I wander East, And know not which is East or West; I lost my way in the light of day, And I seek it still, and never rest.
The Sun went down an hour ago; I wonder if I face towards home? If I lost my way in the light of day, How shall I find it now night has come?
# Hand in Hand/Overtaken

Overtaken
WHEN first the waters flowed across her path, She quickened not at all her measured pace, She deemed the summer sea but mimicked wrath, And smiled to feel the sunshine in her face; Her garment's hem raised from the glittering spray, Nor ceased her song, nor faltered on her way.
But when the gathering wave, with sullen roar, Broke at her foot, with sudden startled cry She turned in haste to quit that fatal shore: And ever as she strove in vain to fly, Beneath her trembling steps the shifting sand Sank as she stood between the sea and land.
What terror of the earth and sea and sky, What threefold horror seized her as she stood! What sickening sense of hopeless destiny, As round her heart she felt the chilling flood! Great God! to go down quick, among the dead, The surging waves of deluge over-head!
# Hand in Hand/Rose Aylmer's Grave

Rose Aylmer's Grave
Rose Aylmer died in Calcutta on March 2nd, 1800, and is buried in the old South Park Street Cemetery.
AN English grave 'neath Indian skies, Marked by a sullen stone: And this is where Rose Aylmer lies, Far, flowerless, and alone. Rose Aylmer was a poet's love, Sweet, beautiful, and young. Her elegy, in melody, The poet-lover sung.
About her grave no flowers grow, No pleasant boughs are stirred: No gentle sun, no quiet snow, No English bee or bird. The suns of springtime scorch the stone, In summer, storm and rave The winds that herald the cyclone, The rains that lash the grave.
Rose Aylmer's sister-flowers should spring In whitest bloom above: The roses Landor could not bring, Far distant from his love. But now, a snake lies near her bed, The crows perch on the rail, A kite sweeps past, and overhead The unclean vultures sail.
"Ah what avails the sceptred race, Ah what the form divine! What every virtue, every grace! Rose Aylmer, all were thine. Rose Aylmer, whom these wakeful eyes May weep, but never see, A night of memories and of sighs I consecrate to thee."
Ah, why regret the gloomy hearse, The land of banishment? This is her grave: but Landor's verse Rose Aylmer's monument. Rose Aylmer, on thy namestone lies Love's rose immortally, The rose of memories and of sighs Once consecrate to thee.
# Hand in Hand/Peden's Grave

Peden's Grave
"A man of God, Peden the Prophet was his name. Ye'll have heard tell of Prophet Peden. There was never the wale of him sinsyne, and it's a question wi' mony if there was ever his like afore. He was wild 's a peat-hag, fearsome to look at, fearsome to hear, his face like the day of judgment. The voice of him was like a solan's and dinneled in folk's lugs, and the words of him like coals of fire."—R. L. S.
WHEN Peden the Prophet, the outlaw, was dying, He said to the friends that were weeping at hand: "Ye'll tak' me to Ayremoss; I fain would be lying Where Ritchie is resting, at peace in the land. But when and wherever my grave may be maken, My weary auld body will find but small rest, By the force of the wicked my bones will be taken To swing on a gibbet, the enemy's jest."
The Boswells of Auchinleck, blessing befall them, Did give him entombment within their own vault: By night and in secret, with much to appal them, Of outrage and insult, and mocking assault. For forty days later, a rabble unruly, Of poor hired fellows, the soldiers of Sorn, Broke open the coffin, a sacrilege truly, And from the dead body the shroud sheet was torn!
They buried him then at the foot of the gallows, The grave of the felon, high up on the steep, Mid thistles and nettles, and docken and mallows, They laid down great Peden the Prophet to sleep. But mark you, his people, his own loving people, The people of Cumnock, they followed him still: They left the kirkyard in the shade of the steeple, And the graveyard is now on the dark Gallows Hill!
The hill once dishonoured is now their "God's Acre," The people have followed their minister there, And roses and white thorn breathe praise to their Maker Where once stood the gallows, all grimly and bare.
And sweet is the spot where the Prophet is biding In the "lap o' the mantle" his Master has cast, For the ban, the barred pulpit, the prison, and hiding Have all been forgotten in peace at the last.
# Hand in Hand/Playing with Fire

Playing with Fire
IDLY she stirred the ashes at her feet, The burnt-out embers of a by-gone day, Thinking how bright that fire had burned—what heat Glowed once, where now she found all cold and grey.
Then, idly still, scarce knowing what she did, Fanned the pale ashes with her gentle breath, Nor thought of fire within the embers hid, Nor dreamed of life where all lay cold as death.
Sudden a light where all before was dark, Shone in her dazzled eyes, and dimmed her sight, A tongue of flame that, kindled by some spark Undreamed of, made a noonday of the night.
She stood one moment, stunned, then in amaze She fled, for all her world was in a blaze!
# Hand in Hand/New Year’s Eve

New Year's Eve
A Man and Woman speak.
"WHAT did Old Year bring us, dear? Much of good, and some of bad, Hours merry, moments sad. Brought us love, and brought us laughter, With a touch of sorrow after, And an armful of hope, and a handful of fear, Good-bye, and bless you then, Old Year!"
A Woman speaks.
"What did Old Year bring to me? Brought me months of bitter sorrow, Black the day, and dark the morrow, Brought a hope that soon was gone, Left a grave to weep upon, And a grief to endure through the time still to be. Old Year, I have no thanks for thee!"
A Child speaks.
"I'll be better in New Year. This year's toys were quickly broken, Bad cross words so soon were spoken. Now, I'll think before I say things, And I'll take care of my playthings, And I'll answer the minute that nurse calls "Come here." Oh, do make haste and go, Old Year!"
The Old Year speaks.
"I must pass to-night beyond life and light, For the New Year comes apace. The bell strikes One. 'Tis the chime begun That tolls me to my place. The strokes come fast: in the time that's past, For a weary and thankless crew, I did my best and I go to my rest, Saddened yet joyful too. It strikes Eleven! One instant even, My end comes and I die: The joy bells ring for the coming King! Twelve! Twelve! I go. Good-bye."
The New Year speaks.
"I come as a child, a king, a hope, A promise of good to be;
Though no man may cast my horoscope, And fathom futurity. Plenty and ease, a garnered store, And the wealth of the fruitful earth, I may give perchance,—or famine sore And the pitiful pinch of dearth. I am the bringer to young and old, Of gifts that they shun and crave: Change, and sorrow, and love, and gold, And to some the gift of a grave. But to all the comfort of hope new-born. Of a sunrise dawning clear, That makes men smile on my First Day's morn, And speak of "A Happy New Year."
# Hand in Hand/On Sonnet Structure

On Sonnet Structure
A SONNET may prove difficult to write, Always supposing that you keep the rules: These be a decalogue, and many fools The world terms "sonneteers" disdain them quite, Scorn to chime octave or scan sestet right. Poor unskilled workmen, gibing at their tools! Their rhyme sounds ring, like those bedizened mules Whose bells send jangling cadence down the height.
A sonnet should have one idea, complete And perfect, penned in fourteen noble lines: Pacing with music on ten stately feet: And when the octave worthily enshrines Jewels of phrase, and sestet brightly shines With golden words, the sonnet stands concrete.
# Hand in Hand/Spion Kop

Spion Kop (January 24, 1900.)
YOUNG Never-Grow-Old, with your heart of gold, And the dear boy's face upon you; It's hard to tell, though we know it well, That the grass is growing upon you. Flowers and grass, and the graveyard mould, Over the eyes of you, Never-Grow-Old, Over the heart of you, over each part of you, All your dear body, our Never-Grow-Old.
Never-Grow-Old, the theft of Time, His daily stealthy robbing, Is not for you—slain in your prime This one thought stays my sobbing. Never for you the flagging strength, The warm young heart grown cold, You earn your child pet-name at length, We called you "Never-Grow-Old"; Kissed curls, and called you "Young Never-Grow-Old."
Never-Grow-Old, your curly head Will never streak with grey; Young Always-Young, your springing tread Will never pass away. The morning glory of your eyes Will light you now and ever; You keep your boyhood in the skies, The other side the River; River that flows by the City of Gold, River of Healing, dear Never-Grow-Old.
Never-Grow-Old, your rosy dawn Outlives our weary even; Young Always-Young, so lately drawn Up to the highest heaven; The youngest 'mid the angel bands That shout among the stars, And wing to work their Lord's commands Beyond our prison bars. God's soldier still, through the streets of gold, In your shining harness, Never-Grow-Old.
Young Never-Grow-Old, with your heart of gold, And the dear boy's face upon you, It's hard to tell, though we know it well, That the grass is growing upon you; But the trials of earth are a tale that's told, And your pain is over, Never- Grow-Old.
Peace and long rest for you—maybe its best for you, Only remember us, Never-Grow-Old, One whose love aches for you, one whose heart breaks for you Missing you daily, dear Never-Grow-Old.
# Historical Tales and Anecdotes of the Time of the Early Khalifahs/How el-Mughlrah the son of Shu'abah became Governor of el-Kufah

HOW EL-MUGHÌRAH THE SON OF SHUʾABAH BECAME GOVERNOR OF EL- KÛFAH.
TRANSLATOR'S PREFATORY NOTE.
The province of ʾIrâk, answering to the Babylonia of Ptolemy, had for its capital el-Hîrah, a city founded by Mâlik, one of the descendants of Kahlân. (See Note *, p. 26.) The Persian Satraps resided at el-Hîrah; but after the reduction of ʾIrâk by the Muslims, the latter people built el-Kûfah at about three miles' distance from el-Hîrah, and from thenceforth el-Kûfah became the capital of the province and the seat of government.
In A.H. 23, the Khalîfah ʾOmar was assassinated, and as soon as it was known that his wounds were mortal, he was called upon to nominate his successor. Saʾad was one of those named to him; but ʾOmar considered that his disposition was too fierce and untractable. He was, however, among the six persons appointed by ʾOmar to deliberate upon the choice of a new Khalîfah, and was afterwards one of ʾOthmân's (ʾOmar's successor) governors of provinces. He died between the years 50 and 58 A.H., at his castle in Akîk, a town about ten miles from el-Medînah, and was buried in el-Bâkiya.
A STORY is told of the people of el-Kûfah, that they one day presented themselves before ʾOmar-ibn-el-Khattâb, in order to complain of their governor, Saʾad-ibn-abi-Wakkâs. And when ʾOmar had heard them, he said, "Who will deliver me from these people of el-Kûfah? If I appoint a virtuous man for their ruler, they think that he is weak; and if I appoint a man of determination, they accuse him of impiety."
Then el-Mughîrah, the son of Shuʾabah, said to ​him, "O Commander of the Faithful! verily if a pious man be weak, his piety is for himself and his weakness for you; and as surely if an impious man be strong, is his strength for you and his impiety for himself."
Then said ʾOmar, "Thou hast spoken the truth. Therefore, thou strong sinner, go thou and rule over them."
So el-Mughîrah ruled over them all the days of ʾOmar, and the days of ʾOthmân, and until he died in the reign of Muʾâwiyah.