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North Dakota
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The capital of North Dakota is Bismarck and its governor is John Hoeven[?] (Republican). Its two U.S. senators are Kent Conrad[?] (Democrat) and Byron L. Dorgan[?] (Democrat). Its congressman is Earl Pomeroy[?] (Democrat).
See: List of North Dakota Governors
North Dakota is bordered on the north by Canada, on the west by Montana, on the south by South Dakota, and on the east, across the Red River of the North, by Minnesota. The Missouri River runs through much of the state. It is mainly a farm state and most of its industries (food processing and farm equipment) are connected to farming. Farms and ranches stretch from the flat Red River Valley, in the east, across rolling plains, to the rugged Badlands in the west.
North Dakota's 1999 total gross state product was $17 billion, the smallest in the nation. Its 2000 Per Capita Personal Income was $25,068, placing it 38th in the nation. The state's agricultural outputs are wheat, cattle, barley, sunflowers, milk, and sugar beets. Its industrial outputs are food processing, machinery, mining, and tourism.
6.1% of its population were reported as under 5, 25% under 18, and 14.7% were 65 or older. Females made up approximately 50.1% of the population.
Where all was dark, and many turnings planned;
The lawyer tottered much for want of light.
Where most unpleasantly he must engage,
The school where he was used the LAWS to trace!
He nearly fainted, vain 'twere to disguise.
THE circumstances ran throughout the town;
Enough, no doubt, his fortunes to destroy;
What, is he mad? said they, or would he seek
Still worse arrived:--his beauteous spouse complained;
Her relatives supported well the cause,
Occasioned jars and matrimonial strife;
The marriage was annulled, and she withdrew:
In Vavoureuse a prelate blessed the dame,
THE DEVIL IN HELL
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No more I'll burn my fingers in the flame.
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Some die of love, or languish in the spell.
There's no occasion dangers to pursue.
Whose beauty to a hermit gave the sting:
A very pleasant intercourse was kept;
My sentiments on this will never meet
Till, to the throat, he thoroughly was filled,
Such conduct horrid ever I shall think;
The truth is clear:--our faults may Heav'n forgive;
Had led this friar in the proper line,
Who, young and artless, would your heart have gained.
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