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Two hundred and eight years ago today, Meriwether Lewis was walking along the high cliffs of the Missouri River when his footing slipped and he nearly plunged approximately three hundred feet to what likely would have been his death. Fortunately his instincts were quick, and he was able to save himself by plunging his knife into the side of the cliff, falling only twenty feet; unfortunately, he would live for only five years more.
But what a five years that was. Wonderful and beautiful, at times bizarre and tragic, but ultimately uniquely, splendidly his own.
He successfully managed to penetrate the American continent, being among the first white men to lay eyes on the Pacific Ocean. He led his party of thirty or so men, the Corps of Discovery, successfully through a wilderness full of dangers unknown, with the aid of William Clark, sustaining only one causality. Together with Clark, he made countless discoveries about the nature of the American interior and created the most accurate map of the land seen until that time. After returning from the Expedition, he went on to hold the governorship of the new territories.
Two hundred and eight years ago today, Meriwether Lewis got a second chance at life.
And just look what he did with it.
Maybe today is your second chance at life; maybe it’s your third or fourth or whatever. But today is yours. You still have a lifetime ahead of you. What can you make of your next five years?
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Burr was now seldom seen, and when seen, was silent. The air of indifference it as his habit to affect, even towards his nearest friends, was no longer assumed. The conviction of his disappointed ambition, he could not conceal. Nor was this the whole. His credit was near its end. Penury was before him. In the midst of his spendthrift habits and luxurious tastes, his importunate creditors were pressing upon him. His dejection was dark, and deep, and despairing. What to do he was at a loss. What he did do - what occurred, looking at the past, and that which was near by, is hardly credible. Hamilton was at his country-seat; and soon after the early summer sun had arisen, was awakened by a violent ringing at the bell of his front door. He arose, descended, and found Burr at the door. With great agitation, he related the circumstances which rendered immediate pecuniary assistance absolutely necessary to him. On returning to his bed, Hamilton relieved the anxiety of his wife, caused by this early call. ‘Who do you think was at the door - Colonel Burr. He came to ask my assistance.’
Hamilton immediately endeavored to raise the desired sum, which was not without difficulty. While thus exerting himself, he ‘received a note from Colonel Burr, telling him to take no further trouble about it, couched in language which he interpreted as intending in despair to put an end to himself. General Hamilton immediately applied to [John] Church and other of his friends, and raised the money for him.’*
*This occurrence was mentioned by Mrs. Hamilton to the author; and was, by William Coleman, editor of the Evening Post, to whom Hamilton related it, communicated to General Morton, who states it in a letter to the author, dated June 26th, 1836. ‘Coleman,’ General Morton observes, ‘related it to me with great seriousness, a short time after the occurrence; and I was further led to believe it from the circumstances of General Hamilton’s calling upon me about that time in hates, and asking if I could conveniently spare him a thousand or two dollars for a particular emergency.’ The total sum raised, is state by General Morton, to have been ten thousand dollars.
"John Church Hamilton, History of the Republic of the United States, vol. 7. Bringing this back because it’s surreal and I love it. (via publius-report)
STOP WHAT YOU’RE DOING. read this. I started following this girl and her whole dash ended up these. And her last post. I can’t even say words. Anons took her life. If that okay with you, then carry on with your day. If you agree this is unacceptable and okay, then reblog and spread the word. What you say can actually change a persons life! So help out
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+ Commonly banned books throughout History
The books that the world calls immoral are the books that show the world its own shame.
-Oscar Wilde
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I can’t help but giggle when Hamilton and Laurens are described simply as being “close friends”
Oh they were close alright

seriously...
The trees transform. Their dull, skeletal forms disappear under a fresh, frivolous green glow.
Radiant leaves erupt, growing outward and...
LOL OK
It’s actually not that exciting
I was picking out deodorant and I noticed my mom, who had the cart, was already on the other side of the...
So I’m reading that person’s responses and I think I should stop because it’s just making me really twitchy and angry
Ugh
‘do people actually track this tag?’ you ask yourself as you hit create post and make the biggest mistake of your life
this one
might actually be my favorite.
i really think one of the Hamilton babbus should have little glasses
;A;