Biennial Report of the State Superintendent of Public Instruction to the Governor of the State of Nebraska, Volume 12

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1893
 

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Page 35 - States, as a day of fast or thanksgiving, shall, for all purposes whatsoever as regards the presenting for payment or acceptance, and of the protesting and giving notice of the dishonor, of bills of exchange, bank checks and promissory notes, made after the passage of this act, be treated and considered as is the first day of the week, commonly called Sunday...
Page 144 - The heights by great men reached and kept Were not attained by sudden flight, But they, while their companions slept. Were toiling upward in the night.
Page 47 - The beams and siding, all parts that be ; We plant the house when we plant the tree. What do we plant when we plant the tree?
Page 35 - The following days, viz : the first day of January, commonly called New years day, the fourth day of July, the twentyfifth day of December, commonly called Christmas day, and any day appointed or recommended by the governor of this state, or the President of the United States...
Page 33 - Give fools their gold, and knaves their power ; Let fortune's bubbles rise and fall ; Who sows a field, or trains a flower, Or plants a tree, is more than all. For he who blesses most is blest ; And God and man shall own his worth Who toils to leave as his bequest An added beauty to the earth.
Page 42 - We have a secret, just we three, The robin, and I, and the sweet cherry tree; The bird told the tree, and the tree told me, And nobody knows it but just we three.
Page 34 - Resolved, That, Wednesday, the 10th day of April, 1872, be and the same is hereby especially set apart and consecrated for tree planting in the State of Nebraska, and the State Board of Agriculture hereby name it "Arbor Day...
Page 78 - That light we see is burning in my hall. How far that little candle throws his beams ! So shines a good deed in a naughty world.
Page 45 - The storm-winds rocked its swelling bud, Its opening leaves were streaked with blood, Till lo ! earth's tyrants shook to see The full-blown Flower of Liberty! Then hail the banner of the...
Page 121 - A hurry of hoofs in a village street, A shape in the moonlight, a bulk in the dark, And beneath, from the pebbles, in passing a spark Struck out by a steed flying fearless and fleet: That was all! And yet, through the gloom and the light, The fate of a nation was riding that night; And the spark struck out by that steed in his flight Kindled the land into flame with its heat.

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