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 SWEARING-IN CEREMONY APPENDIX "B" THE WHITE HOUSE" ( THURSDAY, MARCH 20, 1969

PRESIDENT'S SCENARIO:

 * At 11:30 a.m., you will be escorted from your office to the Roosevelt Room where you will be met by the Attorney General,John Mitchell, and the Honorable Donald Jackson. A single stand-up microphone will be provided for brief welcoming remarks.

 * The Attorney General will then administer the oath of office to:

The Honorable Donald L. Jackson as Interstate Commerce Commissioner.
 * You will make brief concluding remarks and then be escorted back to your office. It is estimated that your participation will be of approximately 10 minutes duration.

 * There will be forty invited guests.

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SWEARING-IN CEREMONY SCENARIO CONTINUED: ( INVITED GUESTS INCLUDE:

 * Honorable William H. Ayres
 * Honorable James F. Battin
 * Honorable J. Caleb Boggs
 * Honorable W. E. Brock
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 * Honorable Hamer H. Budge
 * Honorable John W. Byrnes
 * Honorable Norris Cotton
 * Honorable Glen R. Davis
 * Honorable Samuel L. Devine
 * Honorable William L. Dickinson
 * Honorable Gerald R. Ford (did not attend)
 * Honorable Melvin R. Laird (did not attend
 * Honorable Glenard P. Lipscomb
 * Honorable Clark MacGregor
 * Honorable Robert H. Michel
 * Honorable Rogers C. B. Morton
 * Honorable Wendell Wyatt
 * Honorable Jack Brooks
 * Honorable Olin E. Teague
 * Honorable Mendel Rivers
 * Honorable William M. Colmer
 * Honorable H. Allen Smith and Mrs. Smith
 * Honorable William Springer
 * Honorable Roman Hruska
 * Honorable Karl E. Mundt
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 like a man who had never seen such a thing in his life, to show us a private sitting-room. Upon that, he pulled out a napkin, as if it were a magic clue without which he couldn't find the way upstairs, and led us to the black hole of the establishment: fitted up with a diminishing mirror) quite a superfluous article considering the hole's proportions), an anchovy sauce-cruet, and somebody's pattens. On my objecting to this retreat, he took us into another room with a dinner-table for thirty, and in the grate a scorched leaf of a copy-book under a bushel of coal-dust. Having looked at this extinct conflagration and shaken his head, he took my order: which, proving to be merely "Some tea for the lady," sent him out of the room in a very low state of mind.

I was, and I am, sensible that the air of this chamber, in its strong combination of stable with soup-stock, might have led one to infer that the coaching department was not doing well, and that the enterprising proprietor was boiling down the horses for the refreshment department. Yet the room was all in all to me, Estella being in it. I thought that with her I could have been happy here for life. (I was not at all happy there at the time, observe, and I knew it well.)

"Where are you going to, at Richmond?" I asked Estella.

"I am going to live," said she, "at a great expense, with a lady there, who has the power—or says she has—of taking me about, and introducing me, and showing people to me and showing me to people."

"I suppose you will be glad of variety and admiration?"

"Yes, I suppose so."

She answered so carelessly, that I said, "You speak of yourself as if you were some one else."

"Where did you learn how I speak of others? Come, come," said Estella, smiling delightfully, "you must not expect me to go to school to you; I must talk in my own way. How do you thrive with Mr. Pocket?"

"I live quite pleasantly there; at least" It appeared to me that I was losing a chance.

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 "At least?" repeated Estella.

"As pleasantly as I could anywhere, away from you."

"You silly boy," said Estella, quite composedly, "how can you talk such nonsense? Your friend Mr. Matthew, I believe, is superior to the rest of his family?"

"Very superior indeed. He is nobody's enemy"

"—Don't add but his own," interposed Estella, "for I hate that class of man. But he really is disinterested, and above small jealousy and spite, I have heard?"

"I am sure I have every reason to say so."

"You have not every reason to say so of the rest of his people," said Estella, nodding at me with an expression of face that was at once grave and rallying, "for they beset Miss Havisham with reports and insinuations to your disadvantage. They watch you, misrepresent you, write letters about you (anonymous sometimes), and you are the torment and occupation of their lives. You can scarcely realise to yourself the hatred those people feel for you."

"They do me no harm, I hope?"

Instead of answering, Estella burst out laughing. This was very singular to me, and I looked at her in considerable perplexity. When she left off—and she had not laughed languidly, but with real enjoyment—I said, in my diffident way with her:

"I hope I may suppose that you would not be amused if they did me any harm?"

"No, no, you may be sure of that," said Estella. "You may be certain that I laugh because they fail. Oh, those people with Miss Havisham, and the tortures they undergo!" She laughed again, and even now, when she had told me why, her laughter was very singular to me, for I could not doubt its being genuine, and yet it seemed too much for the occasion. I thought there must really be something more here than I knew; she saw the thought in my mind and answered it.

"It is not easy for even you," said Estella, "to know what satisfaction it gives me to see those people thwarted, or what an enjoyable sense of the ridiculous I have when they are made ridiculous. For you were not brought up in

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T amazed Archie through the whole of a long afternoon to reflect how swiftly and unexpectedly the blue and brilliant sky of life can cloud over and with what abruptness a man who fancies that his feet are on solid ground can find himself immersed in Fate's gumbo. He recalled, with the bitterness with which one does recall such things, that that morning he had risen from his bed without a care in the world, his happiness unruffled even by the thought that Lucille would be leaving him for a short space. He had sung in his bath. Yes, he had chirruped like a bally linnet. And now

Some men would have dismissed the unfortunate affairs of Mr. George Benham from their mind as having nothing to do with themselves, but Archie had never been made of this stern stuff. The fact that Mr. Benham, apart from being an agreeable companion with whom he had lunched occasionally in New York, had no claims upon him affected him little. He hated to see his fellowman in trouble. On the other hand, what could he do? To seek Miss Silverton out and plead with her—even if he did it without cooing—would undoubtedly establish an intimacy between them which, instinct told him, might tinge her manner after Lucille's return with just that suggestion of Auld Lang Syne which makes things so awkward.

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Rh that strange house from a mere baby.—I was. You had not your little wits sharpened by their intriguing against you, suppressed and defenceless, under the mask of sympathy and pity and what not, that is soft and soothing.—I had. You did not gradually open your round childish eyes wider and wider to the discovery of that impostor of a woman who calculates her stores of peace of mind for when she wakes up in the night.—I did."

It was no laughing matter with Estella now, nor was she summoning these remembrances from any shallow place. I would not have been the cause of that look of hers, for all my expectations in a heap.

"Two things I can tell you," said Estella. "First, notwithstanding the proverb, that constant dropping will wear away a stone, you may set your mind at rest that these people never will—never would in a hundred years—impair your ground with Miss Havisham, in any particular, great or small. Second, I am beholden to you as the cause of their being so busy and so mean in vain, and there is my hand upon it."

As she gave it me playfully—for her darker mood had been but momentary—I held it and put it to my lips. "You ridiculous boy," said Estella, "will you never take warning? Or do you kiss my hand in the same spirit in which I once let you kiss my cheek?"

"What spirit was that?" said I.

"I must think a moment. A spirit of contempt for the fawners and plotters."

"If I say yes, may I kiss the cheek again?"

"You should have asked before you touched the hand. But, yes, if you like."

I leaned down, and her calm face was like a statue's. "Now," said Estella, gliding away the instant I touched her cheek, "you are to take care that I have some tea, and you are to take me to Richmond."

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128 His whole being shrank from extending to Miss Silverton that inch which the female artistic temperament is so apt to turn into an ell; and when, just as he was about to go in to dinner, he met her in the lobby and she smiled brightly at him and informed him that her eye was now completely recovered, he shied away like a startled mustang of the prairie, and, abandoning his intention of worrying the table d'hôte in the same room with the amiable creature, tottered off to the smoking-room, where he did the best he could with sandwiches and coffee.

Having got through the time as best he could till eleven o'clock, he went up to bed.

The room to which he and Lucille had been assigned by the management was on the second floor, pleasantly sunny by day and at night filled with cool and heartening fragrance of the pines. Hitherto Archie had always enjoyed taking a final smoke on the balcony overlooking the woods, but to-night such was his mental stress that he prepared to go to bed directly he had closed the door. He turned to the cupboard to get his pyjamas.

His first thought, when even after a second scrutiny no pyjamas were visible, was that this was merely another of those things which happen on days when life goes wrong. He raked the cupboard for a third time with an annoyed eye. From every hook hung various garments of Lucille's, but no pyjamas. He was breathing a soft malediction preparatory to embarking on a point-to-point hunt for his missing property, when something in the cupboard caught his eye and held him for a moment puzzled.

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280 in it, and build no hope on it; and yet I went on against trust and against hope. Why repeat it a thousand times? So it always was.

I rang for the tea, and the waiter, reappearing with his magic clue, brought in by degrees some fifty adjuncts to that refreshment, but of tea not a glimpse. A teaboard, cups and saucers, plates, knives and forks (including carvers), spoons (various), salt-cellars, a meek little muffin confined with the utmost precaution under a strong iron cover, Moses in the bulrushes typified by a soft bit of butter in a quantity of parsley, a pale loaf with a powdered head, two proof impressions of the bars of the kitchen fireplace on triangular bits of bread, and ultimately a fat family urn: which the waiter staggered in with, expressing in his countenance burden and suffering. After a prolonged absence at this stage of the entertainment, he at length came back with a casket of precious appearance containing twigs. These I steeped in hot water, and so from the whole of these appliances extracted one cup of I don't know what, for Estella.

The bill paid, and the waiter remembered, and the ostler not forgotten, and the chambermaid taken into consideration—in a word, the whole house bribed into a state of contempt and animosity, and Estella's purse much lightened—we got into our post-coach and drove away. Turning into Cheapside and rattling up Newgate-street, we were soon under the walls of which I was so ashamed,

"What place is that?" Estella asked me.

I made a foolish pretence of not at first recognising it, and then told her. As she looked at it, and drew in her head again, murmuring "Wretches!" I would not have confessed to my visit for any consideration.

"Mr. Jaggers," said I, by way of putting it neatly on somebody else, "has the reputation of being more in the secrets of that dismal place than any man in London."

"He is more in the secrets of every place, I think," said Estella, in a low voice.

"You have been accustomed to see him often, I suppose?"

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Rh mauve was a colour which she did not like. He frowned perplexedly; and as he did so, from near the window came a soft cough.

Archie spun round and subjected the room to as close a scrutiny as that which he had bestowed upon the cupboard. Nothing was visible. The window opening on to the balcony gaped wide. The balcony was manifestly empty.

"Urrf!"

This time there was no possibility of error. The cough had come from the immediate neighbourhood of the window.

Archie was conscious of a pringly sensation about the roots of his closely-cropped back-hair, as he moved cautiously across the room. The affair was becoming uncanny; and, as he tip-toed towards the window, old ghost-stories, read in lighter moments before cheerful fires with plenty of light in the room, flitted through his mind. He had the feeling—precisely as every chappie in those stories had had—that he was not alone.

Nor was he. In a basket behind an arm-chair, curled up, with his massive chin resting on the edge of the wicker-work, lay a fine bulldog.

"Urrf!" said the bulldog.

"Good God!" said Archie.

There was a lengthy pause, in which the bulldog looked earnestly at Archie and Archie looked earnestly at the bulldog.

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Rh "I have been accustomed to see him at uncertain intervals, ever since I can remember. But I know him no better now, than I did before I could speak plainly. What is your own experience of him? Do you advance with him?"

"Once habituated to his distrustful manner," said I, "I have done very well."

"Are you intimate?"

"I have dined with him at his private house."

"I fancy," said Estella, shrinking, "that must be a curious place."

"It is a curious place."

I should have been chary of discussing my guardian too freely even with her; but I should have gone on with the subject so far as to describe the dinner in Gerrard-street, if we had not then come into a sudden glare of gas. It seemed, while it lasted, to be all alight and alive with that inexplicable feeling I had had before; and when we were out of it, I was as much dazed for a few moments as if I had been in Lightning.

So, we fell into other talk, and it was principally about the way by which we were travelling, and about what parts of London lay on this side of it, and what on that. The great city was almost new to her, she told me, for she had never left Miss Havisham's neighbourhood until she had gone to France, and she had merely passed through London then in going and returning. I asked her if my guardian had any charge of her while she remained here? To that she emphatically said, "God forbid!" and no more.

It was impossible for me to avoid seeing that she cared to attract me; that she made herself winning; and would have won me even if the task had needed pains. Yet this made me none the happier, for, even if she had not taken that tone of our being disposed of by others, I should have felt that she held my heart in her hand because she wilfully chose to do it, and not because it would have wrung any tenderness in her, to crush it and throw it away.

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282 way from Richmond, and that I hoped I should see her sometimes.

"Oh yes, you are to see me; you are to come when you think proper; you are to be mentioned to the family; indeed you are already mentioned."

I inquired was it a large household she was going to be a member of?

"No; there are only two; mother and daughter. The mother is a lady of some station, though not averse to increasing her income."

"I wonder Miss Havisham could part with you again so soon."

"It is part of Miss Havisham's plans for me, Pip," said Estella, with a sigh, as if she were tired; "I am to write to her constantly and see her regularly, and report how I go on—I and the jewels—for they are nearly all mine now."

It was the first time she had ever called me by my name. Of course she did so purposely, and knew that I should treasure it up.

We came to Richmond all too soon, and our destination there was a house by the Green: a staid old house, where hoops and powder and patches, embroidered coats, rolled stockings, ruffles, and swords, had had their court days many a time. Some ancient trees before the house were still cut into fashions as formal and unnatural as the hoops and wigs and stiff skirts; but their own allotted places in the great procession of the dead were not far off, and they would soon drop into them and go the silent way of the rest.

A bell with an old voice—which I dare say in its time had often said to the house, Here is the green farthingale, Here is the diamond-hilted sword, Here are the shoes with red heels and the blue solitaire,—sounded gravely in the moonlight, and two cherry-coloured maids came fluttering out to receive Estella. The doorway soon absorbed her boxes, and she gave me her hand and a smile, and said good night, and was absorbed likewise. And still I stood looking at the house, thinking how happy I should be if I

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Rh lived there with her, and knowing that I never was happy with her, but always miserable.

I got into the carriage to be taken back to Hammersmith, and I got in with a bad heart-ache, and I got out with a worse heart-ache. At our own door I found little Jane Pocket coming home from a little party, escorted by her little lover; and I envied her little lover, in spite of his being subject to Flopson.

Mr. Pocket was out lecturing; for he was a most delightful lecturer on domestic economy, and his treatises on the management of children and servants were considered the very best text-books on those themes. But Mrs. Pocket was at home, and was in a little difficulty, on account of the baby's having been accommodated with a needle-case to keep him quiet during the unaccountable absence (with a relative in the Foot Guards) of Millers. And more needles were missing than it could be regarded as quite wholesome for a patient of such tender years either to apply externally or to take as a tonic.

Mr. Pocket being justly celebrated for giving most excellent practical advice, and for having a clear and sound perception of things and a highly judicious mind, I had some notion in my heart-ache of begging him to accept my confidence. But happening to look up at Mrs. Pocket as she sat reading her book of dignities after prescribing Bed as a sovereign remedy for baby, I thought—Well—No, I wouldn't.

I had grown accustomed to my expectations, I had insensibly begun to notice their effect upon myself and those around me. Their influence on my own character I disguised from my recognition as much as possible, but I knew very well that it was not all good. I lived in a state of chronic uneasiness respecting my behaviour to Joe. My conscience was not by any means comfortable about Biddy. When I woke up in the night—like Camilla—I

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130 population, roll it on its back or backs, and punch it in the ribs. As a boy, his earliest ambition had been to become a veterinary surgeon; and, though the years had cheated him of his career, he knew all about dogs, their points, their manners, their customs, and their treatment in sickness and in health. In short, he loved dogs, and, had they met under happier conditions, he would undoubtedly have been on excellent terms with this one within the space of a minute. But, as things were, he abstained from fraternising and continued to goggle dumbly.

And then his eye, wandering aside, collided with the following objects: a fluffy pink dressing-gown, hung over the back of a chair, an entirely strange suit-case, and, on the bureau, a photograph in a silver frame of a stout gentleman in evening-dress whom he had never seen before in his life.

Much has been written of the emotions of the wanderer who, returning to his childhood home, finds it altered out of all recognition; but poets have neglected the theme—far more poignant—of the man who goes up to his room in an hotel and finds it full of somebody else's dressing-gowns and bulldogs.

Bulldogs! Archie's heart jumped sideways and upwards with a wiggling movement, turning two somersaults, and stopped beating. The hideous truth, working its way slowly through the concrete, had at last penetrated to his brain. He was not only in somebody else's room, and a woman's at that. He was in the room belonging to Miss Vera Silverton.

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Rh father-in-law on the fact that he had made no error in the number over the door. Yet, nevertheless, such was the case, and, below par though his faculties were at the moment, he was sufficiently alert to perceive that it behoved him to withdraw.

He leaped to the door, and, as he did so, the handle began to turn.

The cloud which had settled on Archie's mind lifted abruptly. For an instant he was enabled to think about a hundred times more quickly than was his leisurely wont. Good fortune had brought him to within easy reach of the electric-light switch. He snapped it back, and was in darkness. Then, diving silently and swiftly to the floor, he wriggled under the bed. The thud of his head against what appeared to be some sort of joist or support, unless it had been placed there by the maker as a practical joke, on the chance of this kind of thing happening some day, coincided with the creak of the opening door. Then the light was switched on again, and the bulldog in the corner gave a welcoming woofle.

"And how is mamma's precious angel?"

Rightly concluding that the remark had not been addressed to himself and that no social obligation demanded that he reply, Archie pressed his cheek against the boards and said nothing. The question was not repeated, but from the other side of the room came the sound of a patted dog.

"Did he think his muzzer had fallen down dead and was never coming up?"

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 physically as well as mentally distressing. It was cramped under the bed, and the boards were harder than anything he had ever encountered. Also, it appeared to be the practice of the housemaids at the Hotel Hermitage to use the space below the beds as a depository for all the dust which they swept off the carpet, and much of this was insinuating itself into his nose and mouth. The two things which Archie would have liked most to do at that moment were first to kill Miss Silverton—if possible, painfully—and then to spend the remainder of his life sneezing.

After a prolonged period he heard a drawer open, and noted the fact as promising. As the old married man, he presumed that it signified the putting away of hairpins. About now the dashed woman would be looking at herself in the glass with her hair down. Then she would brush it. Then she would twiddle it up into thingummies. Say, ten minutes for this. And after that she would go to bed and turn out the light, and he would be able, after giving her a bit of time to go to sleep, to creep out and leg it. Allowing at a conservative estimate three-quarters of

"Come out!"

Archie stiffened. For an instant a feeble hope came to him that this remark, like the others, might be addressed to the dog.

"Come out from under that bed!" said a stern voice. "And mind how you come! I've got a pistol!"

"Well, I mean to say, you know," said Archie, in a propitiatory voice, emerging from his lair like a tortoise and smiling as winningly as a man can who has just

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 bumped his head against the leg of a bed, "I suppose all this seems fairly rummy, but"

"For the love of Mike!" said Miss Silverton.

The point seemed to Archie well taken and the comment on the situation neatly expressed.

"What are you doing in my room?"

"Well, if it comes to that, you know—shouldn't have mentioned it if you hadn't brought the subject up in the course of general chit-chat—what are you doing in mine?"

"Yours?"

"Well, apparently there's been a bloomer of some species somewhere, but this was the room I had last night," said Archie.

"But the desk-clerk said that he had asked you if it would be quite satisfactory to you giving it up to me, and you said yes. I come here every summer, when I'm not working, and I always have this room."

"By Jove! I remember now. The chappie did say something to me about the room, but I was thinking of something else and it rather went over the top. So that's what he was talking about, was it?"

Miss Silverton was frowning. A moving-picture director, scanning her face, would have perceived that she was registering disappointment.

"Nothing breaks right for me in this darned world," she said, regretfully. "When I caught sight of your leg sticking out from under the bed, I did think that everything was all lined up for a real find ad. at last. I could close my eyes and see the thing in the papers. On the front page, with photographs: 'Plucky Actress Captures Burglar.' Darn it!"

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134 "Fearfully sorry, you know!"

"I just needed something like that. I've got a Press-agent, and I will say for him that he eats well and sleeps well and has just enough intelligence to cash his monthly cheque without forgetting what he went into the bank for, but outside of that you can take it from me he's not one of the world's workers! He's about as much solid use to a girl with aspirations as a pain in the lower ribs. It's three weeks since he got me into print at all, and then the brightest thing he could thing up was that my favourite breakfast-fruit was an apple. Well, I ask you!"

"Rotten!" said Archie.

"I did think that for once my guardian angel had gone back to work and was doing something for me. 'Stage Star and Midnight Marauder,'" murmured Miss Silverton, wistfully. "'Footlight Favourite Foils Felon.'"

"Bit thick!" agreed Archie, sympathetically. "Well, you'll probably be wanting to get to bed and all that sort of rot, so I may as well be popping, what! Cheerio!"

A sudden gleam came into Miss Silverton's compelling eyes.

"Wait!"

"Eh?"

"Wait! I've got an idea!" The wistful sadness had gone from her manner. She was bright and alert. "Sit down!"

"Sit down?"

"Sure. Sit down and take the chill off the arm-chair. I've thought of something."

Archie sat down as directed. At his elbow the bulldog eyed him gravely from the basket.

"Do they know you in this hotel?"

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 "Know me? Well, I've been here about a week."

"I mean, do they know who you are? Do they know you're a good citizen?"

"Well, if it comes to that, I suppose they don't. But"

"Fine!" said Miss Silverton, appreciatively. "Then it's all right. We can carry on!"

"Carry on!"

"Why, sure! All I want is to get the thing into the papers. It doesn't matter to me if it turns out later that there was a mistake and that you weren't a burglar trying for my jewels after all. It makes just as good a story either way. I can't think why that never struck me before. Here have I been kicking because you weren't a real burglar, when it doesn't amount to a hill of beans whether you are or not. All I've got to do is to rush out and yell and rouse the hotel, and they come in and pinch you, and I give the story to the papers, and everything's fine!"

Archie leaped from his chair.

"I say! What!"

"What's on your mind?" enquired Miss Silverton, considerately. "Don't you think it's a nifty scheme?"

"Nifty! My dear old soul! It's frightful!"

"Can't see what's wrong with it," grumbled Miss Silverton. "After I've had someone get New York on the long-distance 'phone and give the story to the papers you can explain, and they'll let you out. Surely to goodness you don't object, as a personal favour to me, to spending an hour or two in a cell? Why, probably they haven't got a prison at all out in these parts, and you'll simply be locked in a room. A child of ten could do it on his

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 head," said Miss Silverton. "A child of six," she emended.

"But, dash it—I mean—what I mean to say—I'm married!"

"Yes?" said Miss Silverton, with the politeness of faint interest "I've been married myself. I wouldn't say it's altogether a bad thing, mind you, for those that like it, but a little of it goes a long way. My first husband," she proceeded, reminiscently, "was a travelling man. I gave him a two-weeks' try-out, and then I told him to go on travelling. My second husband—now, he wasn't a gentleman in any sense of the word. I remember once"

"You don't grasp the point. The jolly old point! You fail to grasp it. If this bally thing comes out, my wife will be most frightfully sick!"

Miss Silverton regarded him with pained surprise.

"Do you mean to say you would let a little thing like that stand in the way of my getting on the front page of all the papers—with photographs? Where's your chivalry?"

"Never mind my dashed chivalry!"

"Besides, what does it matter if she does get a little sore? She'll soon get over it. You can put that right. Buy her a box of candy. Not that I'm strong for candy myself. What I always say is, it may taste good, but look what it does to your hips! I give you my honest word that, when I gave up eating candy, I lost eleven ounces the first week. My second husband—no, I'm a liar, it was my third—my third husband said Say, what's the big idea? Where are you going?"

"Out!" said Archie, firmly, "Bally out!"

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 A dangerous light flickered in Miss Silverton's eyes.

"That'll be all of that!" she said, raising the pistol. "You stay right where you are, or I'll fire!"

"Right-o!"

"I mean it!"

"My dear old soul," said Archie, "in the recent unpleasantness in France I had chappies popping off things like that at me all day and every day for close on five years, and here I am, what! I mean to say, if I've got to choose between staying here and being pinched in your room by the local constabulary and having the dashed thing get into the papers and all sorts of trouble happening, and my wife getting the wind up and—I say, if I've got to choose"

"Suck a lozenge and start again!" said Miss Silverton.

"Well, what I mean to say is, I'd much rather take a chance of getting a bullet in the old bean than that. So loose it off and the best o' luck!"

Miss Silverton lowered the pistol, sank into a chair, and burst into tears.

"I think you're the meanest man I ever met!" she sobbed. "You know perfectly well the bang would send me into a fit!"

"In that case," said Archie, relieved, "cheerio, good luck, pip-pip, toodle-oo, and good-bye-ee! I'll be shifting!"

"Yes, you will!" cried Miss Silverton, energetically, recovering with amazing swiftness from her collapse. "Yes, you will, I by no means suppose! You think, just because I'm no champion with a pistol, I'm helpless. You wait! Percy!"

"My name is not Percy."

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138 "I never said it was. Percy! Percy, come to muzzer!"

There was a creaking rustle from behind the arm-chair. A heavy body flopped on the carpet. Out into the room, heaving himself along as though sleep had stiffened his joints, and breathing stertorously through his tilted nose, moved the fine bulldog. Seen in the open, he looked even more formidable than he had done in his basket.

"Guard him, Percy! Good dog, guard him! Oh, heavens! What's the matter with him?"

And with these words the emotional woman, uttering a wail of anguish, flung herself on the floor beside the animal.

Percy was, indeed, in manifestly bad shape. He seemed quite unable to drag his limbs across the room. There was a curious arch in his back, and, as his mistress touched him, he cried out plaintively.

"Percy! Oh, what is the matter with him? His nose is burning!"

Now was the time, with both sections of the enemy's forces occupied, for Archie to have departed softly from the room. But never, since the day when at the age of eleven he had carried a large, damp, and muddy terrier with a sore foot three miles and deposited him on the best sofa in his mother's drawing-room, had he been able to ignore the spectacle of a dog in trouble.

"He does look bad, what!"

"He's dying! Oh, he's dying! Is it distemper? He's never had distemper."

Archie regarded the sufferer with the grave eye of the expert. He shook his head.

"It's not that," he said. "Dogs with distemper make a sort of snifting noise."

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 "But he is making a snifting noise!"

"No, he's making a snuffling noise. Great difference between snuffling and snifting. Not the same thing at all. I mean to say, when they snift they snift, and when they snuffle they—as it were—snuffle. That's how you can tell. If you ask me"—he passed his hand over the dog's back. Percy uttered another cry. "I know what's the matter with him."

"A brute of a man kicked him at rehearsal. Do you think he's injured internally?"

"It's rheumatism," said Archie. "Jolly old rheumatism. That's all that's the trouble."

"Are you sure?"

"Absolutely!"

"But what can I do?"

"Give him a good hot bath, and mind and dry him well. He'll have a good sleep then, and won't have any pain. Then, first thing to-morrow, you want to give him salicylate of soda."

"I'll never remember that."

"I'll write it down for you. You ought to give him from ten to twenty grains three times a day in an ounce of water. And rub him with any good embrocation."

"And he won't die?"

"Die! He'll live to be as old as you are! I mean to say"

"I could kiss you!" said Miss Silverton, emotionally.

Archie backed hastily.

"No, no, absolutely not! Nothing like that required, really!"

"You're a darling!"

"Yes. I mean no. No, no, really!"

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140 "I don't know what to say. What can I say?"

"Good night," said Archie.

"I wish there was something I could do! If you hadn't been here, I should have gone off my head!"

A great idea flashed across Archie's brain.

"Do you really want to do something?"

"Anything!"

"Then I do wish, like a dear sweet soul, you would pop straight back to New York to-morrow and go on with those rehearsals."

Miss Silverton shook her head.

"I can't do that!"

"Oh, right-o! But it isn't much to ask, what!"

"Not much to ask! I'll never forgive that man for kicking Percy!"

"Now listen, dear old soul. You've got the story all wrong. As a matter of fact, jolly old Benham told me himself that he has the greatest esteem and respect for Percy, and wouldn't have kicked him for the world. And, you know it was more a sort of push than a kick. You might almost call it a light shove. The fact is, it was beastly dark in the theatre, and he was legging it sideways for some reason or other, no doubt with the best motives, and unfortunately he happened to stub his toe on the poor old bean."

"Then why didn't he say so?"

"As far as I could make out, you didn't give him a chance."

Miss Silverton wavered.

"I always hate going back after I've walked out on a show," she said. "It seems so weak!"

"Not a bit of it! They'll give three hearty cheers and

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Rh think you a topper. Besides, you've got to go to New York in any case. To take Percy to a vet., you know, what!"

"Of course. How right you always are!" Miss Silverton hesitated again. "Would you really be glad if I went back to the show?"

"I'd go singing about the hotel! Great pal of mine, Benham. A thoroughly cheery old bean, and very cut up about the whole affair. Besides, think of all the coves thrown out of work—the thingummabobs and the poor what-d'you-call-'ems!"

"Very well."

"You'll do it?"

"Yes."

"I say, you really are one of the best! Absolutely like mother made! That's fine! Well, I think I'll be saying good night"

"Good night And thank you so much!"

"Oh, no, rather not!"

Archie moved to the door.

"Oh, by the way."

"Yes?"

"If I were you, I think I should catch the very first train you can get to New York. You see—er—you ought to take Percy to the vet as soon as ever you can."

"You really do think of everything," said Miss Silverton.

"Yes," said Archie, meditatively.

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AHH to JC Dale OUM Hope Dept. Letter 18

My dear Sir I thought it as well to write to Mr. F. Rondani to enquire about the opportunities of conveyance to Genoa. F. Rondani has written to reply that Mr. Rondani is now at Leghorn and that he will be sending a parcel to him there at the end of this month an that it will be sent on to Genoa thence- that on a small [emphasised]  parcel the charge will be 2/0.On reference to an old letter from the Marquis de Spinola I find he mentions two ways by sea or throug Balliere in London (219 Rgt. St.) the latter way he would choose himself.This therefore seems the better course.I enclose you a note of the conveyance direct [emphasised] to Genoa [newspaper clipping attached]. I am sending a very small packet by a private hand. I am sorry that I have not had the opportunity to send yours by the same, but in fact, except for a special circumstance I should have chosen the passage by the bookseller myself as I intend to should I send another. I have not got anything yet put up for Rondani but intend soon to do so.The weather is very cold latterly and I think the collecting season is closed. I heard from Curtis the other day after his return from Lincoln. I was very sorry to peruse that is health and spirits are not more improved. Yours faithfully

A.H. Haliday Clifden October 5th 1846

Ps. Do you happen to have any unset duplicates lying by of 170 Clypeaster 171 Sepioderus 171 Orthoperus I find I have none available for dissection.

AHH to JC Dale OUM Hope Dept. Letter 19

My dear Sir Thanks for the letter and the box of insects you were so kind as to send to me. The Diapriadae I will examine at leisure with others. Should there be no additions among these they will be interesting to enlarge my list of localities. The 54 Aphidius from fir is, I believe different from any of my Pinicolae section. Atherodes hirtallus I found a good many of on pini not [emphasised] on furze [emphasised], I believe it acquires wings [emphasised]. The four small Coleoptera in the middle were [!] on one card  Gabrius  pygmaeus Stephens (Phalarus) and 165 Ephestemus diadematus Sturm ( ... pius Stephens)  the other contained a couple of small species [small species emphasised] and different from mine of the very genus [very genus emphasised] for the invesigation of which I wish to compare Clypeaster L. The receipt of another sp. [another sp.emphasised] makes it seem improbable that it should be unknown to Europn. Students yet I cannot find the genus [emphasised] characterised anywhere and I have looked first in Redtenbachers analytic tables of Coleopt Genera.

The larger Col. sent without names you doubtless know better than myself 152 Engis rufifrons and Heterophaga diaperina (= picipes Stephens). You ave given me a large supply of 622 Elasmus nearly all female- the appearance of only one sex (at least at a time) out of a brood is nothing uncommon among these tribes, the males I blieve are generally earlier than females.After I received your last I sent a P.S to Mr. Spinola mentioning your despatch and the mode of transmission, that he may be able to enquire of it if not delivered promptly. I have seen the de Selys paper but cannot say I have studied it. I am ignorant (very) of the Libellulidae and have collected only a small number of even the Irish spp. Is it not curious that ten days collecting at and around L. Neagh this summer showed only 3 spp. and these few in individuals and local. I have few bees Nomadus and Ireland is very poor in these and the collection I made in England was not large.Mr. Smith as offered some in exchange but I scarcely aspire to a collection of species [emphasised] contenting myself with a series of generic types [emphasised] of  Hymenoptera [emphasised]. I have therefore declined the offer of one or two rare ones which I felt would be thrown away in my boxes. I will look over mine at a more leisured time and tell you what I ave. The two Bethylii are both females- the male is smaller and has paler [emphasised], Curtis as figd. a bright var. (male) of this sex.Your observation about the apterous Hemiptera corroborates the opinion which seems prevalent now. The species which deserve most attention in this repect Are those where there is not merely more or less shortening of the wings [emphasised] but where there is a ifferent formation of the thorax in consquence and no intermediate forms. - V. velia L.

I don't know whether you read German. There ave been great contributions of late to the knowledge of European Coleoptera, particularly in the form of monographs as on Anthicus, Anisotomidae,Heterocerus, Byrrhus, Malachius, Latridius and Corticaria, the Coccinellidae, Elateridae and besides Mulsant's Coleoptera of France and Lacordaire's Chrysomelia. In consequence of my remarks on the Irish maritime Heterocera Mr. V. Wollaston as sent me a pair of a sp. common at Whittlesea which rather puzzles me [puzzles me emphasised] I should have called it obsoletus had only one of the specimens been before me, but the other as elytra marked as 102 laevigatus  a varn. of which I can find no notice published. I defer returning your boxes till I remove the contents carefully and consider if there is anything I can put in likely to interest you instead of sending them back empty. I hope the colder weather will agree with you. . It (at least the damp we have here) is not at all agreeable to me and I had thoughts of spending this winter abroad. That however cannot be as far as I can see and a summer trip is the next thing I propose if practicable. I should much like to colllect a little in the southern and eastern alps.

Yours A H Haliday 15th October 1846

AHH to JC Dale OUM Hope Dept. Letter 20 "I have enclosed for you the description of Anthicus humilis  that you may judge for yourself of the correctness of my determination. Also a note as to Heterophaga diapesina  lest I be in error here. I will send you Lampronota marginator Schiødte (= denticornis Hal. ). I am not sure I have a duplicate of nigra which I have found only in Scotland. These with caligata (=crenicornis B.E.) complete the Genus, maculatoria L. being Stilbonota of Stephens though how the names should be apportioned types being duly considered I am not sure. Schiodtes Megastylus [Ichneumonidae] is positively my Helictes and his cruentator =cruenta M. I have got some copies of the Danish Journal of Natural History (Krogers)  and am glad to find that by the help of German and a vocabulary I can pick out what I require though tediously. When I can get a sight of Stannius on Dolichopodidae which appeared in 1831, a few months before my list in Zool. Journal of that year I must give a revision of my Irish list as I find that between this and Staeger that there are many synonyms. Staeger refers Dol obscurellus 1258/52 to 1257 Sybistroma a genus of which I did not think I had any and.......a separate genus Ammobates Stann. (already used by Latreille for bees) for Dolichopus plumipes and notatus Stn. (=litoreus m.). I find the Diptera if I look much at them will be my prime favourites. I have some notes to pen on 1173 Mycetophila etc. and have to beg some information from you. My specimens of Mycetobia annnulata wh. I had from you has lost the four hind legs and I cannot see the palpi distinctly. I should like to know, expressly, what I dare say you can tell me if the posterior tibia have two spurs at the tip and how many joints are present in the palpi. I have no hesitation in referring it to Winnertz  genus -  though there is a little difference in the form of the eyes, antennae and veining of the wings. Perhaps the other sp. fasciata Meigen which inhabits Boletus versicolor may be English. Annulata is like a large Platyura ferrugineus with dusky abdominal rings, pubescent wings and you will I think recognise it by the very distinct type of venation in the wings. I, once only, took here Mycetobia ferruginosa Mg.. which forms Macquart’ s genus Macroneura. It is bad enough that I only answer your letters full of matter and interest with questions but where one is ignorant these follow.Your Phlaeothrips on account of it's colour- darker than the other species- I had named in my Mss. descriptions tristis. I am glad to know the habitat of the Aphidius as it will supply a specific name.. The Macrocnema from Lundy Isle I have (I suppose) from Mr Wollaston. I had one very like it taken here. The little beetle you sent me has trimerous tarsi (pseudotrimerous). Redtenbacher [ characterises the rest of this Fam. Clypeastres [Clypeastres Redtenbacher 1845 Werke: Die Gattungen der deutschen Käfer-Fauna nach der analytischen Methode, 1845]  which Erichson  united with Coccinellidae. I do not know whether Stephens Sericoderus will prove identical with Clypeaster or to be a separate genus but those I know I divide thus [half page of Synopsis] I have no doubt that your collection includes stores of unknown riches. In Diptera especially I expect it will afford valuable resources when that order is seriously taken up[Haliday is clearly aware that the Diptera remained largely unworked at this date]. I am almost disheartened about collecting them, this place [Holywood, Ireland] is so poor and I have lost so many of them by neglect they are so fragile and tempting to devourers. In the genus Dolichopus 1258 I find my Irish species in number approach Staeger's Danish List (I have not an English species additional) and my British list of Hydromyzidae curiously coincides in number with Stenhammar of Swedish- but then in others I fall so short. I have little more than half the Tipulae (Irish) that are given as Danish and it is a genus I collected most carefully & so of most others. I am not fond of resetting my insects as I find it so much more tedious a job than setting them while fresh. I think I shall begin to satisfy myself with the modern German mode of setting without any attempt at regularity or flat display. I was surprised to find that laurel water dosed above the normal strength too did not prevent a rich crop of mould when I left insects to relax for more than a week. i was in hope that it would have kept insects fresh enough for several days in order to allow dissectionof the tender internal organs but the experiment was not quite successful. Have you ever tried the comparative aptitude of the laurel leaves themselves and of cotton soaked with strong laurel water ? The laurel leaves kill better than the other of the degree I used. Vapour of naptha is one of the most certain and rapid killers I know but rather stiffens them so I have given it up. I still prefer heat of steam to all other modes in general: it is so rapid and does not stiffen. Amongst thehaunts which have of late afforded additions to entomology, the nests of birds, swallows, sparrows, owls etc have been searched with good results. The dry twigs of old logs, boughs, decaying hedges etc too have yielded various rare coleoptera. About the Hydrophorus 9-maculatus of Rudd I do not rember anything. I enclose the Tinea of the evergreen oak ill conditioned specimens perhaps you can tell me the name. It abouds on both the common and narrow -leaved variety. Also a male Bethylus- youwill see the obtuse abdomen distinguishes it from female. Have you ever met with a genuine Glochnia ? Staeger gives three Danish species but I believe he distinguishes the Genus nearly as I did when I included leucocephala and dimetorum, the former perhaps is right not the latter. I can make no remarks about Libellulae as I am ignorant, but hope they will be of use to me hereafter I have never seen but one of Elasmus. I have observed a similar case as you mention, in rearing a nest of Eulophis ramicornis 623 from which I did not procure 1 male. Your note about 1046 Atheroides hirtellus is curious. I found only one (pupa) with pterothecae developed wh. I sent forthwith to F. Walker who as you know is working on aphides and it had come out winged when it reached him. Yours faithfully A.H.H Clifden 23 Oct. 1846

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 Rh almost needless to say that his daughter, knowing the family at Burleigh was living almost without the use of money, did not suggest to him to give that. But what woman could have devised a more compassionate and gracious way of bestowing a gift?

A poor woman in Mississippi has said of him, "The time that my son fell in the well and he was there,— oh! I could have hugged him in my arms. My son told me that the first thing that he saw was that white head bending over him."

", 21st February, 1876.

"The mail of to-day brought me your sweet and truly dutiful letter of the 16th instant. You only want my 'orders,' my dear child, to obey them. God forbid that I should ever give 'orders' to one who is ever ready to anticipate my wishes by the time that I know them myself I had to write that letter to you, painful as it was to me. All that you say of —— I already knew but too well; but the knowledge came too late to be of any benefit to us, and it can now do no good to grieve over it. What we now have to do is to look the thing in the face as it stands, and I will tell Coker that he may look to me for that one hundred dollars next winter. I cannot pay it any sooner, as I find, after my last pound of cotton has been sold, that I have thirty-three dollars and some cents left."

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. . . "When I fish in the bayous back of the Pass (which I generally do, in preference to fishing in the gulf), I start at sunrise and get back at half-past twelve to one o'clock, and the distance, eight miles, is nearly the same as from Alexandria to Trout Creek. With a buggy and a good horse I never thought anything of the distance; and, besides, I always wanted the family with whom I stayed to enjoy the fruit of my rod. I have caught thirty-two trout (we never counted the perch, goggle-eyes, etc.) in the three hours


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Rh A score of dark, thin arms pointed. Smith turned his head speculatively toward the spot they indicated. In this changeless twilight all sense of direction had long since left him, but he marked the line as well as he could by the formation of the trees, then turned to the little people with a ceremonious farewell rising to his lips.

"My thanks for——" he began, to be interrupted by a chorus of whispering cries of protest. They seemed to sense his intention, and their pleadings were frantic. A panic anxiety for him glowed upon every little terrified face turned up to his, and their eyes were wide with protest and terror. Helplessly he looked down.

"I—I must go," he tried stumblingly to say. "My only chance is to take Thag unawares, before he sends for me."

He could not know if they understood. Their chattering went on undiminished, and they even went so far as to lay tiny hands on him, as if they would prevent him by force from seeking out the terror of their lives.

"No, no, no!" they wailed murmurously. "You do not know what it is you seek! You do not know Thag! Stay here! Beware of Thag!"

LITTLE prickling of unease went down Smith's back as he listened. Thag must be very terrible indeed if even half this alarm had foundation. And to be quite frank with himself, he would greatly have preferred to remain here in the hidden quiet of the hollow, with its illusion of shelter, for as long as he was allowed to stay. But he was not of the stuff that yields very easily to its own terrors, and hope burned strongly in him still. So he squared his broad shoulders and turned resolutely in the direction the tree-folk had indicated.

When they saw that he meant to go, their protests sank to a wail of bitter grieving. With that sound moaning behind him he went up out of the hollow, like a man setting forth to the music of his own dirge. A few of the bravest went with him a little way, flitting through the underbrush and darting from tree to tree in a timidity so deeply ingrained that even when no immediate peril threatened they dared not go openly through the twilight.

Their presence was comforting to Smith as he went on. A futile desire to help the little terror-ridden tribe was rising in him, a useless gratitude for their warning and their friendliness, their genuine grieving at his departure and their odd, paradoxical bravery even in the midst of hereditary terror. But he knew that he could do nothing for them, when he was not at all sure he could even save himself. Something of their panic had communicated itself to him, and he advanced with a sinking at the pit of his stomach. Fear of the unknown is so poignant a thing, feeding on its own terror, that he found his hands beginning to shake a little and his throat going dry as he went on.

The rustling and whispering among the bushes dwindled as his followers one by one dropped away, the bravest staying the longest, but even they failing in courage as Smith advanced steadily in that direction from which all their lives they had been taught to turn their faces. Presently he realized that he was alone once more. He went on more quickly, anxious to come face to face with this horror of the twilight and dispel at least the fearfulness of its mystery.

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Proclamation 8801

When President Theodore Roosevelt first took office over a century ago, he embarked on a tour of the American West that would change his life and the life of our Nation forever. He traveled from Yellowstone's geysers, to Yosemite's granite cliffs, to Dakota's Badlands, ever moved by the natural wonders of which he and all Americans were proud inheritors. As he explored wild country, he heard a call to preserve our country's heritage that echoed throughout our forests and river valleys. He remarked of the Grand Canyon, "the ages have been at work on it, and man can only mar it."

From that sense of commitment sprang five National Parks, 18 National Monuments, 51 Federal bird reservations, and 150 National Forests. From that commitment sprang an effort to save the great Redwoods of California and the Petrified Forest of Arizona, the great bird rocks of the Aleutian Islands and the Tongass of Alaska. President Roosevelt inspired a breathtaking legacy of conservation that has forever enriched our lives, and in the decades since his historic journey, millions have worked to build on his enduring mission. When the fate of our lands and waters has been cast into doubt, they have taken the long view   that as Americans and as inhabitants of this one small planet, it is up to us to preserve our national heritage for our children, grandchildren, and for the generations to come.

That spirit drives my Administration today. Since I took office, we have set aside more than 2 million acres of Federal wilderness and thousands of miles of trails and rivers under the Omnibus Public Land Management Act. Last November, I was proud to establish the Fort Monroe National Monument, forever enshrining a site of profound historical and cultural significance. Today, I designated Fort Ord as a National Monument that will not only protect one of the crown jewels of California's coast   a world class destination for hikers, mountain bikers, and outdoor enthusiasts but also honor the heroism and dedication of men and women who served our Nation during the major conflicts of the 20th century. And with the America's Great Outdoors Initiative, we continue to advance a smarter, more community-driven conservation and recreation strategy. We are partnering with cities and States to make it easier for families to spend time outside no matter where they live, and we are working to create jobs, boost rural economies, and increase tourism by enhancing public lands that draw travelers from across the globe. To celebrate National Park Week, all 397 National Parks will offer free admission from April 21 through April 29, 2012. I encourage every American to visit www.NPS.gov to find a nearby park and discover the land passed down to us by our forebears.

President Franklin Delano Roosevelt told us "There is nothing so American as our National Parks." This week, we honor the uniquely American idea behind them: that each of us has an equal share in the land around us, and an equal responsibility to protect it. That call to conserve has echoed for generations from Jefferson, to Lincoln, to Roosevelt, to all who have done their part to protect the land that they love. It is the call we hear today, and as we come together to celebrate our national heritage, let us reaffirm our promise to preserve America's treasures for the generations yet to come.

NOW, THEREFORE, I, BARACK OBAMA, President of the United States of America, by virtue of the authority vested in me by the Constitution and the laws of the United States, do hereby proclaim April 21 through April 29, 2012, as National Park Week. I encourage all Americans to visit their national parks and be reminded of these unique blessings we share as a Nation.

IN WITNESS WHEREOF, I have hereunto set my hand this twentieth day of April, in the year of our Lord two thousand twelve, and of the Independence of the United States of America the two hundred and thirty-sixth.

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Author:Thomas Lovell Beddoes

Works

 * The Improvisatore (1821)
 * The Bride's Tragedy (1822)
 * Death's Jest-Book (1850)
 * Poems (1851)

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Proclamation 8802

On April 22, 1970, millions of Americans came together to celebrate the first Earth Day. Students, teachers, activists, elected officials, and countless others challenged our Nation to confront our most urgent environmental issues and rallied around a single message: the success of future generations depends upon how we act today. As we commemorate Earth Day this year, we reflect on the challenges that remain before us and recommit to the spirit of togetherness and shared responsibility that galvanized a movement 42 years ago.

America rose to meet the call to action in the months and years that followed the first Earth Day. We passed the Clean Air, Clean Water, Endangered Species, and Marine Mammal Protection Acts; founded the Environmental Protection Agency; and ignited a spirit of stewardship that has driven progress for over four decades. Today, our air and water are cleaner, pollution has been greatly reduced, and Americans everywhere are living in a healthier environment.

While we have made remarkable progress in protecting our health and our natural heritage, we know our work is not yet finished. Last July, my Administration proposed the toughest fuel economy standards in our Nation's history -- standards that will save families money at the pump, cut greenhouse gas emissions, and significantly reduce our dependence on oil. In December, we finalized the first-ever national standards to limit mercury and other toxic emissions from power plants, helping safeguard the health of millions. We have taken action to protect and restore our Nation's precious ecosystems, from the Gulf Coast to the Great Lakes. And we continue to make landmark investments in batteries, biofuels, and renewable energy that are unlocking American innovation and ensuring our Nation stays on the cutting edge. Our country is on the path to economic recovery and renewal, and moving forward, my Administration will continue to fight for a healthy environment every step of the way.

As we work to leave our children a safe, sustainable future, we must also equip them with the tools they need to take on tomorrow's environmental challenges. Supporting environmental literacy and a strong foundation in science, technology, engineering, and math for every student will help ensure our youth have the skills and knowledge to advance our clean energy economy. Last year, we launched the Department of Education Green Ribbon Schools recognition award to encourage more schools to pursue sustainability, foster health and wellness, and integrate environmental literacy into the curriculum. In the days ahead, we look forward to awarding the first Green Ribbons and recognizing the accomplishments of green schools across our country.

Forty-two years ago, a generation rallied together to protect the earth we would inherit. As we reflect on that historic day of activism and stewardship, let us embrace our commitment to the generations yet to come by leaving them a safe, clean world on which to make their mark.

NOW, THEREFORE, I, BARACK OBAMA, President of the United States of America, by virtue of the authority vested in me by the Constitution and the laws of the United States, do hereby proclaim April 22, 2012, as Earth Day. I encourage all Americans to participate in programs and activities that will protect our environment and contribute to a healthy, sustainable future.

IN WITNESS WHEREOF, I have hereunto set my hand this twentieth day of April, in the year of our Lord two thousand twelve, and of the Independence of the United States of America the two hundred and thirty-sixth.

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Establishment of the Fort Ord National Monument

In the heart of California's Central Coast, the former Fort Ord encompasses a sweeping landscape of vivid beauty and rich natural diversity. One of the few remaining expanses of large, contiguous open space in the increasingly developed Monterey Bay area, this area is a rolling landscape long treasured for recreation, scientific research, outdoor education, and historical significance. Originating in the Pleistocene Epoch, ancient dunes provide the foundation for this landscape's unique array of plant and wildlife communities. The area is also notable for its historical significance, including its role in the Spanish settlement of California and in the military training of generations of American soldiers.

Nearly two and a half centuries ago, as Americans fought for independence far to the east, these lands were traversed by a group of settlers led by Spanish Lieutenant Colonel Juan Bautista de Anza. In 1775-1776, Anza established the first overland route from "New Spain," as Mexico was then known, to San Francisco, opening the way for expanded Spanish settlement of California. The diaries kept on this nearly 2,000-mile journey were used to identify the Juan Bautista de Anza National Historic Trail, approximately 6 miles of which pass through the Fort Ord area. Although much of the historic route currently passes through urban areas, the undeveloped expanse of the Fort Ord area is likely quite similar to the open landscape experienced by Anza and by the Costanoan (now commonly referred to as Ohlone) peoples who lived in what is now the Central Coast region of California.

The area's open, contiguous landscape owes its undeveloped state in large part to its role as a U.S. Army facility. From World War I through the early 1990s, the area's rugged terrain served as a military training ground and introduced as many as a million and a half American soldiers to the rigors of military service. From its origins in 1917 as a training ground for troops stationed at the nearby Presidio of Monterey, Fort Ord had grown into a major Army installation by the beginning of World War II. During the Vietnam War, it served as a leading training center and deployment staging ground. While the former Fort Ord has few remaining historic structures, today thousands of veterans carry the memory of its dramatic landscape as their first taste of Army life, as a final stop before deploying to war, or as a home base during their military career. These lands are an historical link to the heroism and dedication of the men and women who served our Nation and fought in the major conflicts of the 20th century.

Today, this expansive, historic landscape provides opportunities for solitude and adventure to nearly 100,000 visitors each year. By bicycle, horse, and foot visitors can explore the Fort Ord area's scenic and natural resources along trails that wind over lush grasslands, between gnarled oaks, and through scrub-lined canyons. Within the boundaries of the Fort Ord area, visitors admire the landscape and scenery and are exposed to wildlife and a diverse group of rare and endemic plants and animals. Because visitors travel from areas near and far, these lands support a growing travel and tourism sector that is a source of economic opportunity for the community, especially businesses in the region. They also help to attract new residents, retirees, and businesses that will further diversify the local economy.

Scientists are also drawn here, seeking out opportunities to better understand once-widespread species and vegetative communities, and their ongoing restoration. The Fort Ord area is significant because of its rich biodiversity and important Central Coast habitats, supporting a diverse group of rare and endemic species of plants and animals that are managed across the base through a multi-agency, community-led management plan. It is one of the few remaining places in the world where large expanses of coastal scrub and live oak woodland and savanna habitat, mixed with rare vernal pools, exist in a contiguous, interconnected landscape.

The protection of the Fort Ord area will maintain its historical and cultural significance, attract tourists and recreationalists from near and far, and enhance its unique natural resources, for the enjoyment of all Americans.

WHEREAS section 2 of the Act of June 8, 1906 (34 Stat. 225, 16 U.S.C. 431) (the "Antiquities Act"), authorizes the President, in his discretion, to declare by public proclamation historic landmarks, historic and prehistoric structures, and other objects of historic or scientific interest that are situated upon the lands owned or controlled by the Government of the United States to be national monuments, and to reserve as a part thereof parcels of land, the limits of which in all cases shall be confined to the smallest area compatible with the proper care and management of the objects to be protected;

WHEREAS the 1991 Defense Base Closure and Realignment Commission recommended that Fort Ord cease to be used as an Army installation, and pursuant to the Defense Base Closure and Realignment Act of 1990 (Public Law 101-510), Fort Ord closed on September 30, 1994;

WHEREAS it is in the public interest to reserve such lands as a national monument to be known as the Fort Ord National Monument;

NOW, THEREFORE, I, BARACK OBAMA, PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA, by the authority vested in me by section 2 of the Antiquities Act, hereby proclaim that all lands and interests in lands owned or controlled by the Government of the United States within the boundaries described on the map entitled "Fort Ord National Monument," which is attached to and forms a part of this proclamation, are hereby set apart and reserved as the Fort Ord National Monument (monument) for the purpose of protecting and restoring the objects identified above. The reserved Federal lands and interests in lands consist of approximately 14,651 acres, which is the smallest area compatible with the proper care and management of the objects to be protected and restored.

All Federal lands and interests in lands within the boundaries of this monument are hereby appropriated and withdrawn from all forms of entry, location, selection, sale, leasing, or other disposition under the public lands laws, including withdrawal from location, entry, and patent under the mining laws, and from disposition under all laws relating to mineral and geothermal leasing other than by exchange that furthers the protective purposes of the monument.

The establishment of this monument is subject to valid existing rights. Lands and interests in lands within the monument boundaries not owned or controlled by the United States shall be reserved as part of the monument upon acquisition of ownership or control by the United States.

Of the approximately 14,651 acres of Federal lands and interests in lands reserved by this proclamation, approximately 7,205 acres are currently managed by the Secretary of the Interior through the Bureau of Land Management (BLM) and approximately 7,446 acres are currently managed by the Secretary of the Army. The Secretary of the Army, in consultation with the Secretary of the Interior, through the BLM, shall continue to manage the lands and interests in lands under the Secretary's jurisdiction within the monument boundaries until the Army transfers those lands and interests in lands to the BLM in accordance with the 1995 Memorandum of Understanding (MOU) between the Department of the Army and the BLM, as amended, that describes the responsibilities of each agency related to such lands and interests in lands, the implementing actions required of each agency, the process for transferring administrative jurisdiction over such lands and interests in lands to the Secretary of the Interior, and the processes for resolving interagency disputes. The Secretary of the Interior, through the BLM, shall manage that portion of the monument under the Secretary's administrative jurisdiction, pursuant to applicable legal authorities and the MOU, to implement the purposes of this proclamation.

For purposes of protecting and restoring the objects identified above, the Secretary of the Interior, through the BLM, shall prepare and maintain a transportation plan, in coordination with the Secretary of the Army and consistent with the MOU, that provides for visitor enjoyment and understanding of the scientific and historic objects on lands within the monument boundaries that are under the administrative jurisdiction of the Secretary of the Interior.

The transportation plan shall include the designation of roads and trails for bicycling and other purposes. Except for emergency or authorized administrative purposes, under the transportation plan motorized vehicle use shall be permitted only on designated roads, and non-motorized mechanized vehicle use shall be permitted only on designated roads and trails. The plan shall be revised upon the transfer of lands now under the administrative jurisdiction of the Secretary of the Army to the Secretary of the Interior in accordance with the MOU.

Nothing in this proclamation shall be deemed to enlarge or diminish the rights of any Indian tribe.

Nothing in this proclamation shall affect the responsibility of the Department of the Army under applicable environmental laws, including the remediation of hazardous substances or munitions and explosives of concern within the monument boundaries; nor affect the Department of the Army's statutory authority to control public access or statutory responsibility to make other measures for environmental remediation, monitoring, security, safety, or emergency preparedness purposes; nor affect any Department of the Army activities on lands not included within the monument. Nothing in this proclamation shall affect the implementation of the Installation-Wide Multispecies Habitat Management Plan for the former Fort Ord including interagency agreements implementing that plan.

Nothing in this proclamation shall be deemed to enlarge or diminish the jurisdiction of the State of California with respect to fish and wildlife management.

Nothing in this proclamation shall be deemed to revoke any existing withdrawal, reservation, or appropriation; however, the monument shall be the dominant reservation.

Warning is hereby given to all unauthorized persons not to appropriate, injure, destroy, or remove any feature of this monument and not to locate or settle upon any of the lands thereof.

IN WITNESS WHEREOF, I have hereunto set my hand this twentieth day of April, in the year of our Lord two thousand twelve, and of the Independence of the United States of America the two hundred and thirty-sixth.


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Proclamation 8470

Administration of Barack H. Obama, 2010

Proclamation 8470—National Mentoring Month, 2010 January 4, 2010

By the President of the United States of America

A Proclamation

 * Every day, mentors in communities across our Nation provide crucial support and guidance to young people. Whether a day is spent helping with homework, playing catch, or just listening, these moments can have an enormous, lasting effect on a child's life. During National Mentoring Month, we recognize those who give generously of themselves by mentoring young Americans.

 * As tutors, coaches, teachers, volunteers, and friends, mentors commit their time and energy to kids who may otherwise lack a positive, mature influence in their lives. Their impact fulfills critical local needs that often elude public services. Our government can build better schools with more qualified teachers, but a strong role model can motivate students to do their homework. Lawmakers can put more police officers on our streets and ensure our children have access to high-quality health care, but the advice and example of a trusted adult can keep kids out of harm's way. Mentors are building a brighter future for our Nation by helping our children grow into productive, engaged, and responsible adults.

 * Many of us are fortunate to recall a role model from our own adolescent years who pushed us to succeed or pulled us back from making a poor decision. We carry their wisdom with us throughout our lives, knowing the unique and timeless gift of mentorship. During this month, I encourage Americans to give back by mentoring young people in their communities who may lack role models, and pass that precious gift on to the next generation.

 * Now, Therefore, I, Barack Obama, President of the United States of America, by virtue of the authority vested in me by the Constitution and the laws of the United States, do hereby proclaim January 2010 as National Mentoring Month. I call upon public officials, business and community leaders, educators, and Americans across the country to observe this month with appropriate ceremonies, activities, and programs.

 * In Witness Whereof, I have hereunto set my hand this fourth day of January, in the year of our Lord two thousand ten, and of the Independence of the United States of America the two hundred and thirty-fourth.

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Century Magazine/Volume 47/Issue 1

Contents

 * Memories and Letters of Edwin Booth, by William Bispham
 * Combatants, a poem by Florence Earle Coates
 * Mr. Cummin's Relinquishment, by Richard Malcolm Johnston

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 утрам. He's almost never here mornings. — Я никогда не видал ничего подобного. I've never seen anything like it. □ Она сегодня пела, как никогда. She sang better than ever today.

никто (ag -кого, d -кому, i -нём, l ни о ком, §25) no one. Он говорил, но никто его не слушал. He talked, but no one listened to him. • none. Никто из нас там никогда. не был. None of us have ever been there. • nobody. Об этом никому неизвестно. Nobody knows about it. • no one, nobody. Я никого здесь не знаю. I know no one here. □ никто другой no one else. Никто другой на это бы не решился. No one else would have had the courage to do it. никто иной no one else. Никто иной на это неспособен. No one else can do it. □ Я ни о ком не говорил. I didn't talk about anybody.

никуда (§25) no place. Я никуда, не поеду — дома лучше. I'm going no place; I like it better at home. □ Он никуда не годный человек. He's just worthless. • Его работа никуда не годится. His work isn't worth a damn. • Это мне никуда. I've no use for it.

ним See он.

ними See они.

нипочём (/cf ничто, §23/) no trouble at all. Ему нипочём поднять пятьдесят кило. It's no trouble at all for him to lift fifty kilograms. □ Ему всё нипочём. He finds everything a snap. • Как его ни ругай, ему всё нипочём. You can bawl him out all you want, but he doesn't care. • Ей нипочём не спать несколько ночей. She thinks nothing of going without sleep for several nights.

нисколько (§2S) not a bit. Это меня нисколько не беспокоит. That doesn't worry me a bit. • not at all. "Я вам помешал?" "Нисколько". "Am I intruding?" "Not at all." — Он этим нисколько не интересуется. He isn't at all interested in it.

нитка thread. Где тут можно купить ниток? Where can I buy some thread around here? □ Это платье сшито на живую нитку. This dress was just thrown together. • Я промок до нитки. I got soaked through and through. • *Во время войны они потеряли всё до нитки. During the war they lost everything they had. • *Все их оправдания шиты белыми нитками. The story they're giving us is full of holes. • *Я еду с мужем: куда иголка, туда и нитка. I go with my husband, as the thread follows the needle.

них See они.

ничего (/g of ничто, §2S/) all right. Всё было бы ещё ничего, да дождь пошёл. Everything would have been all right but it began to rain. • that's all right. "Простите, я вас, кажется, толкнул?" "Ничего". "I'm sorry I pushed you." "That's all right." • nothing. Ничего не поделаешь, придётся уступить ему. There's nothing to be done about it; we've got to give in to him. • pretty good. Поедем в этот ресторан, там ничего кормят. Let's go to that restaurant. The food is pretty good there. □ ничего себе so so. "Как дела?" "Ничего себе". "How are things?" "So so." □ Ничего. It doesn't matter. • Я его ругаю, а ему всё ничего. I bawl him out but he doesn't seem to mind a bit. • Ничего не попишешь, надо идти. There's no getting out of it; we'll have to go.

ничей (§§23, 15) nobody's. "Чей это зонтик?" "Ничей, можешь его взять". "Whose umbrella is this?" "Nobody's. You can take it." • no one's. Я не боюсь ничьей критики. I'm afraid of no one's criticism. □ в ничью in a tie. Футбольный матч кончился в ничью. The soccer match ended in a tie. • in a draw. Я выиграл одну партию в шахматы, а другая вышла в ничью. I won one chess game, and the other ended in a draw.

ничком flat on one's face. Он споткнулся и упал ничком. He stumbled and fell flat on his face.

ничто ([-št-], g -чего, d -чему, i -чём, l ни о чём, §2S) nothing. Ничто его не интересует. Nothing interests him. — Вы не волнуйтесь: ничего страшного не случилось. Don't get excited; nothing terrible has happened. — Я больше ничему не удивляюсь. Nothing surprises me any more. — Его ничем не развеселишь. Nothing'll cheer him up. □ ничего подобного nothing of the kind. "Вы с ним поссорились?" "Ничего подобного". "Did you quarrel with him?" "Nothing of the kind." • not at all. "Вы обиделись?" "Ничего подобного". "Are you offended?" "Not at all!" • no such thing. Я вам не говорил ничего подобного. I told you no such thing. ничто другое nothing else. Ничто другое его не занимает. Nothing else interests him. □ Вы ни о чём не догадываетесь? Can't you sense there's something up?

ничуть not a bit. Я ничуть не боюсь. I'm not a bit afraid. • not at all. "Вы, кажется, на меня сердитесь?" "Ничуть не бывало". "It seems that you're mad at me?" "Not at all."

ничьё See ничей.

ничьи See ничей.

ничья (ns F of ничей §§15, 2S).

нищий (AM) beggar.

но but. Но ведь я сказал вам, что вернусь только вечером. But I told you I won't be back before evening. — Она некрасива, но в ней есть что-то очень привлекательное. She's not beautiful, but there's something very nice about her. — Он очень занят, но вас он всё-таки примет. He's very busy, but he'll see you nevertheless. — Тут есть маленькое "но". There's one little "but" in it. — Я соглашусь, но с одним условием. I'll agree, but on one condition. □ Хоть он и виноват, но не вам его судить. Even though he's at fault, it's not for you to judge him. • Но! Поехали! Giddiyap!

новинка latest (thing). В этом магазине продаются все книжные новинки. This store has all the latest books. • novelty. Так работать ему не в новинку. It's not a novelty for him to work this way.

новость (F) news. Какие сегодня новости? What's today's news? — Это для меня новость. It's news to me. • Об этом была сегодня заметка в отделе "Новости в Науке и Технике". There was a notice about it in the "Science and Technical News" column. • newness. Новость дела меня не пугает. The newness of the job doesn't frighten me. □ Это что ещё за новости! What's the big idea?

новый (sh -ва,;/ -ы/) new. У нас новый учитель. We have a new teacher. — Эта шляпа ещё совсем новая. This hat is still quite new. — Эта книга по новому правописанию, а та по старому. This book is in the new orthography and that one in the old. — Я тут человек новый и мало кого знаю.


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Portal:Acts of the United States Congresses/Acts of the 85th United States Congress

Second Session

 * Public Law 85-508: Alaska Statehood Act
 * Public Law 85-568: National Aeronautics and Space Act of 1958


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326 goal. The hush seemed to confirm it. He loosened the force-gun at his thigh.

In that changeless twilight the ground was sloping down once more into a broader hollow. He descended slowly, every sense alert for danger, not knowing if Thag was beast or human or elemental, visible or invisible. The trees were beginning to thin. He knew that he had almost reached his goal.

He paused at the edge of the last line of trees. A clearing spread out before him at the bottom of the hollow, quiet in the dim, translucent air. He could focus directly upon no outlines anywhere, for the tapestried blurring of the place. But when he saw what stood in the very center of the clearing he stopped dead-still, like one turned to stone, and a shock of utter cold went chilling through him. Yet he could not have said why.

For in the clearing's center stood the Tree of Life. He had met the symbol too often in patterns and designs not to recognize it, but here that fabulous thing was living, growing, actually springing up from a rooted firmness in the spangled grass as any tree might spring. Yet it could not be real. Its thin brown trunk, of no recognizable substance, smooth and gleaming, mounted in the traditional spiral; its twelve fantastically curving branches arched delicately outward from the central stem. It was bare of leaves. No foliage masked the serpentine brown spiral of the trunk. But at the tip of each symbolic branch flowered a blossom of bloody rose so vivid he could scarcely focus his dazzled eyes upon them.

This tree alone of all objects in the dim land was sharply distinct to the eye—terribly distinct, remorselessly clear. No words can describe the amazing menace that dwelt among its branches. Smith's flesh crept as he stared, yet he could not for all his staring make out why peril was so eloquent there. To all appearances here stood only a fabulous symbol miraculously come to life; yet danger breathed out from it so strongly that Smith felt the hair lifting on his neck as he stared.

was no ordinary danger. A nameless, choking, paralyzed panic was swelling in his throat as he gazed upon the perilous beauty of the Tree. Somehow the arches and curves of its branches seemed to limn a pattern so dreadful that his heart beat faster as he gazed upon it. But he could not guess why, though somehow the answer was hovering just out of reach of his conscious mind. From that first glimpse of it his instincts shuddered like a shying stallion, yet reason still looked in vain for an answer.

Nor was the Tree merely a vegetable growth. It was alive, terribly, ominously alive. He could not have said how he knew that, for it stood motionless in its empty clearing, not a branch trembling, yet in its immobility more awfully vital than any animate thing. The very sight of it woke in Smith an insane urging to flight, to put worlds between himself and this inexplicably dreadful thing.

Crazy impulses stirred in his brain, coming to insane birth at the calling of the Tree's peril—the desperate need to shut out the sight of that thing that was blasphemy, to put out his own sight rather than gaze longer upon the perilous grace of its branches, to slit his own throat that he might not need to dwell in the same world which housed so frightful a sight as the Tree.

All this was a mad battering in his brain. The strength of him was enough to isolate it in a far corner of his consciousness, where it seethed and shrieked half heeded while he turned the cool control which the spaceways life had taught him to the solution of this urgent question. But even so his hand was moist


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 I'm new here and know very few people. — Где вы встречаете Новый Год? Where are you going to celebrate New Year's Eve? — С Новым Годом! Happy New Year! — Что нового? What's new? — Здесь мне всё ново и незнакомо. Everything here is new and unfamiliar to me. • modern. Кто у вас читает курс по новой истории? Who's teaching the course in Modern History here? □ Новая экономическая политика See НЭП. Новый Завет (See also евангелие) New Testament.

нога (a ногу, P ноги, ног, ногам) foot. Мне трудно покупать обувь. У меня очень большая нога. It's hard for me to get shoes; I have such large feet. — Перестаньте вертеться под ногами. Stop getting under my feet. — Она с утра до вечера на ногах. She's on her feet from morning till night. — Он, наконец, получил работу и стал на ноги. He found work at last, and got on his feet. — Новый доктор быстро поставил меня на ноги. The new doctor put me on my feet quickly. — Ноги моей здесь не будет! I won't set foot in here again! — После нашей ссоры я к нему ни ногой. I won't set foot in his house after our quarrel. — Я уже одной ногой в могиле стою, я лгать не стану. I've already got one foot in the grave, so I won't start telling lies now. — Он нетерпеливо переминался с ноги на ногу. He was shifting his weight impatiently from one foot to the other. — *Я сегодня без задних ног. I'm so tired I'm dead on my feet. • leg. Вам с вашими длинными ногами тут не улечься. You won't be able to lie down here with your long legs. — У меня от страха ноги подкосились. I was so frightened my legs went limp on me. □ вверх ногами upside down. Вы, кажется, повесили картину вверх ногами. I think you hung the picture upside down. в ногу in step. Идите в ногу. Keep in step. □ Дети бросились бежать со всех ног. The children began to run as fast as they could. • Этого старичка едва ноги носят. The old man can just about walk. • *Я с ним на короткой ноге, мне легче его спросить. I'm friendly with him and can ask him more easily. • Я у него в ногах валяться не стану. I won't humble myself before him. • *Он бросил камень в окно и давай бог ноги. He threw a stone through the window and then took to his heels. • *Я едва-едва ноги унёс. I escaped by the skin of my teeth. • *Она от радости ног под собой не слышит. She's so happy she's walking on air. • *"Чего моя левая нога хочет" — вот его правила! He acts according to whim. • *Они привыкли жить на широкую ногу. They're used to living in grand style.

ноготь (-гтя [-xtj-], P -гти, -гтёй M) nail. Вам надо остричь ногти покороче. You should cut your nails shorter.

нож (-а, M) knife. Простите, гражданка, вы мне нож дать забыли. Pardon me. Miss, you forgot to give me a knife. — Это очень тупой нож. This is a very dull knife. — Он умер под ножом. He died under the knife. — *Ох, без ножа зарезали! You might just as well have stuck a knife in me! □ бритвенный ножик razor blade. Где вы купили эти бритвенные ножики? Where did you buy those razor blades? быть на ножах to be at swords' points. *Я назвал его дураком и с тех пор мы на ножах. I called him a fool and since then we've been at swords' points. перочинный нож penknife. Можно взять ваш перочинный нож? May I borrow your penknife? перочинный ножик penknife. Мне подарили новый перочинный ножик. I got a new penknife as a present. □ И чего вы пристали, как с ножом к горлу? Why are you bothering the life out of me?

ножка leg. Осторожно, у этого стула ножка шатается. Be careful, one of the legs on this chair is shaky. □ козья ножка hand-rolled cigarette. □ Порядочный спортсмен ножку не подставляет. A clean player won't trip up other players. • *Ему кто-то на работе подставил ножку. Somebody pulled a mean trick on him at work.

ножницы (-ниц P) scissors. У меня были прекрасные стальные ножницы, но я их не могу найти. I had a pair of fine steel scissors, but I can't find them. • clippers. Дайте мне, пожалуйста, ножницы для ногтей. Give me some nail clippers, please. □ садовые ножницы shears. Куда вы положили садовые ножницы? Where did you put the pruning shears?

ноздря (P ноздри, ноздрей, ноздрям) nostril.

нокаут knockout.

ноль or нуль (-ля M) zero. Дайте мне, пожалуйста, два-ноль один-два ноля. Give me 2-0-1-0-0, please. • naught. Таким образом, вся польза от его пребывания здесь свелись к нулю. And so all the good of his stay here came to naught. • nonentity. Он совершеннейший ноль. He's a total nonentity. □ Я ему говорила, но он — ноль внимания. I told him but he didn't pay any attention.

номер (P -а, -ов) number. Запишите номер моего телефона. Take down my telephone number. — Трамвай номер пять довезёт вас до самого дома. The number five trolley will take you right to the house. — Какой номер вашей комнаты? What's the number of your room? • (license) number. Номер моего велосипеда сто пять. The (license) number of my bicycle is 105. • room (in hotel). У нас в гостинице нет ни одного свободного номера. There's not a single vacant room in our hotel. • issue. Нет ли у вас февральского номера этого журнала? Do you have the February issue of this magazine? • size. Какой номер ботинок вы носите? What size shoes do you wear? □ *Этот номер не пройдёт! You won't get away with it. • *Ну и номер же он выкинул. That was some trick he pulled off!

номерок (-рка) check. Оставьте свой портфель и возьмите номерок. Leave your briefcase and take a check.

норма quota. У нас норма выработки была повышена. Our production quota has been increased. — Она выработала пятьсот процентов нормы. She produced five times her quota.

нормальный normal. У него нормальная температура. His temperature is normal. — При нормальных условиях этого бы не случилось. It wouldn't have happened under normal conditions. — По-моему он вполне нормален. In my opinion he's perfectly normal.

нос (P -ы, -ов;/g -у, на носу/) nose. У вас сажа на носу. There's a bit of soot on your nose. — Что, у вас насморк? Вы в нос говорите. You're speaking through your nose. Have you got a cold? — Он не замечает, что у него под носом творится. He doesn't know what's going on right under his very nose. — Он дальше собственного носа не