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 Part B of the First Schedule and has on such commencement become the Chief Justice of the High Court of a State specified in the said Schedule as amended by the said Act, shall, if he was immediately before such commencement drawing any amount as allowance in addition to his salary, be entitled to receive in respect of time spent on actual service as such Chief Justice, the same amount as allowance in addition to the salary specified in sub-paragraph (1) of this paragraph.]

11. In this Part, unless the context otherwise requires,—
 * (a) the expression “Chief Justice” includes an acting Chief Justice, and a “Judge” includes an ad hoc Judge;
 * (b) “actual service” includes—
 * (i) time spent by a Judge on duty as a Judge or in the performance of such other functions as he may at the request of the President undertake to discharge;
 * (ii) vacations, excluding any time during which the Judge is absent on leave; and
 * (iii) joining time on transfer from a High Court to the Supreme Court or from one High Court to another.

12. (1) There shall be paid to the Comptroller and Auditor-General of India a salary at the rate of four thousand rupees per mensem.

(2) The person who was holding office immediately before the commencement of this Constitution as Auditor-General of India and has become on such commencement the Comptroller and Auditor-General of India under article 377 shall in addition to the salary specified in sub-paragraph (1) of this paragraph be entitled to receive as special pay an amount equivalent to the difference between the salary so specified and the salary which he was drawing as Auditor-General of India immediately before such commencement.

(3) The rights in respect of leave of absence and pension and the other conditions of service of the Comptroller and Auditor-General of India shall be governed or shall continue to be governed, as the case may be, by the provisions which were applicable to the Auditor-General of India immediately before the commencement of this Constitution and all references in those provisions to the Governor-General shall be construed as references to the President.


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128* in patience and in other spiritual matters than the later Church It is evident from this disputation that to the big-bellied priest the early Church has a bad odor, it being so poor, with torn sides and a wounded head. Of course, the later Church is safe, peaceful, protected by the shadow of the Emperor's sword, having learned apostolic men, of pink faces, with long tunics and tall mitres; here is the heart of the priest brought up in a cool shade! The early Church was rich in spiritual treasures and victorious in many martyrdoms The Church of Christ is bound to tarry its cross and to overcome with patience every injustice till the Day of Judgment.

(:Every time the Church has shown impatience or dissatisfaction with its poor condition it has transgressed the commandment of God and committed a mortal sin.:)

Therefore, as I have said, the hatred and cruelty of the pagan princes against the early Church was the real reason of the Church's goodness and honesty; compelled by their cruel hatred it was bound to overcome all evil occurences victoriously in patience, in order to please God, and to fulfill His will by suffering iniquity in adverse times.

John 18:36.

Luke 22: 25–26.

Luke 21:19.

Luke 21:19.

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(:The Church having lost the capacity for patience and long-suffering has lost also God. Authority based on compulsion and the love of Christ are incompatible terms. The state sovereignty does not admit the possibility of standing under the moral judgment of od. But he who obeys God needs no other authority. "Love does no wrong to a neighbor; therefore love is the fulfilling of the law.":)

For the deeds of faith consist in loving God and one's neighbor, and the fulness of the law is love; the secular authority cannot produce this love by its sword, but it descends from above from the Father of Lights into the hearts of good will to whom it is a delight to love God and to do His will and obey His commandments.

Judge for yourself, how can state authority approach those who are bound by the divine commandment not to resist evil in times of adversity, but to offer the other cheek when the one is struck, to leave revenge to God and not to return evil for evil, to love their enemies and to do good to them, to give them food and drink when they are hungry and thirsty, and to  Rom. 13:10.

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130* pray for them to God? These are the acts of our faith and these are the commandments of God. So, what can the state authority do about that position?... The state authority, therefore, because of its reliance on cruel compulsion, cannot direct a life of obedience to God. A certain tool cannot be used in every trade but each trade has to use its own suitable tools; a blacksmith cannot hold a horseshoe in the fire with a spindle and a woman cannot spin with a pair of pliers. Therefore, pliers are appropriate to the blacksmith and a spindle to the woman.

Similarly, the authority of the state is suited for other things than the Church of Christ. (: It is doing good in sofar as it restrains the evil-doers.:)

Rom. 13:10.

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About All of the Oz Books reading "The Land of Oz.” There are plenty of grown-up little girls who have read all of the wonderful stories of Ozand “The Royal Book of and Oz” is the fourteenth.

Mr. Baum used to like to say the Oz books "are for children from six to sixty." A child can hardly be too little to enjoy them for if the very little ones haven’t learned to read yet Mama or Daddy will get as much fun as the children in reading them aloud, and no boy or girl can be too little to enjoy Mr. Neill's funny and lovely pictures. Each year there is a new Oz book, and there are thousands of girls and boys who just hate to grow up, for fear their folks will think they are getting too old want the new one. It was nearly years ago twenty that Jack Pumpkinhead came to life in

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it is prescribed under existing laws that the stripe of the Filipino Flag above the imaginary horizontal line of the quadrangular bunting starting from the third angle of the triangle and running straight from the left to the right border or side of the bunting be colored blue and the stripe below said imaginary line be colored red;

it is a tradition of the Filipino people that in time of war, the flag shall be flown with the red stripe above and the blue stripe below in order to denote the valor, firmness and fortitude with which the Filipino people aim to prosecute such war to victory;

I, Manuel L. Quezon, President of the Philippines, pursuant to the authority vested in me by the Constitution and laws of the Philippines, do hereby order that, for the duration of the existing emergency and until otherwise ordered, the Filipino Flag shall be flown with the red stripe above and the blue stripe below. The Filipino Flag shall otherwise remain as prescribed under existing laws.

Done at the City of Manila, this eighteenth day of December, in the year of Our Lord, nineteen hundred and forty-one, and of the Commonwealth of the Philippines, the seventh.

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Executive Order No. 17 (Laurel)

Whereas, section 1 of Article IX of the Constitution provides that "the Flag of the Republic of the Philippines shall be red, white and blue, with a sun and three stars, as consecrated and honored by the Filipino people";

Whereas, Act Numbered Two thousand nine hundred and twenty-eight of the former Philippine Legislature describes the construction of the Flag but does not prescribe the necessary specifications of its different elements; and

Whereas, for the purpose of securing uniformity in making the Flag, it is necessary to adopt definite rules on the matter, in line with the provisions of the Constitution and Act Numbered Two thousand nine hundred and twenty-eight;

Now, therefore, by virtue of the powers conferred upon me by law, I, Jose P. Laurel, President of the Republic of the Philippines, do hereby promulgate and order that the following specifications for the Flag of the Republic of the Philippines be strictly observed:

1. The length of the flag is twice the altitude of the equilateral triangle.

2. Any side of the equilateral triangle is as long as the width of the flag.

3. Solid golden sunburst without any markings—Sun with eight rays, equally spaced; Arc X with Sun ray = Free Arc y; two opposite rays in horizontal axis and two in vertical axis; Sun's diameter D = W/5; each ray has one major beam, twice as broad as the minor beam on either side; length of major beam R = 5/9 D; length of minor beam r = 4/5 R. (See accompanying illustration.)

4. Three five-pointed golden stars of equal size, each star with one point directed to the vertex of the angle enclosing it; diameter of circumscribed circle of each star = 5/9 D; diameter of inscribed circle of each star = 2/9 D; distance from each corner = D/2.

5. Canvas-trimmed edge to the left of the triangle is approximately D/5 wide = not counted in measuring length of flag.

6. Flags made of silk will be trimmed on three edges with a knotted fringe of yellow silk D/5 wide.

Done in the City of Manila, this thirteenth day of December, in the year of Our Lord, nineteen hundred and forty-three, and of the Republic of the Philippines, the first.

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Executive Order No. 4 (Laurel)

For the purpose of giving the Philippine National Anthem an appropriate name and insuring that proper respect and high consideration be accorded thereto at all times, I, Jose P. Laurel, President of the Republic of the Philippines, by virtue of the powers vested in me by law, do hereby order that—

1. The Philippine National Anthem shall hereafter be called and known as "Diwa ng Bayan."

2. The music of the "Diwa ng Bayan" and its words may be played and sung only when public acts of an official or semi-official character are performed or held, when the Flag of the Republic of the Philippines is to be hoisted or lowered, when performances or celebrations of an official character are held by public or private schools duly recognized by the Government, or on similar solemn occasions.

3. The words of the "Diwa ng Bayan" shall not be sung and its music shall not be played in social acts purely private in nature and for mere recreation, amusement, entertainment or information purposes, nor at meetings, places or occasions where its use involves lack of respect or where it will not likely receive the high consideration and honor which it merits.

4. All public officials and employees are hereby enjoined to see that the provisions of this Order are observed in all places and on all occasions where they happen to be present in their respective communities.

Done in the City of Manila, this 23rd day of October, in the year of Our Lord, nineteen hundred and forty-three, and of the Republic of the Philippines, the first.

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 subject. In London he was so fortunate as to study under John Hunter, to whom he communicated his views. The advice of the anatomist was thoroughly characteristic: "Don't think, but try; be patient, be accurate." Jenner's courage was supported by the advice, which conveyed to him the true art of philosophical investigation. He went back to the country to practise his profession and make observations and experiments, which he continued to pursue for a period of twenty years. His faith in his discovery was so implicit that he vaccinated his own son on three several occasions. At length he published his views in a quarto of about seventy pages, in which he gave the details of twenty-three cases of successful vaccination of individuals, to whom it was found afterwards impossible to communicate the small-pox either by contagion or inoculation. It was in 1798 that this treatise was published; though he had been working out his ideas since the year 1775, when they had begun to assume a definite form.

How was the discovery received? First with indifference, then with active hostility. Jenner proceeded to London to exhibit to the profession the process of vaccination and its results; but not a single medical man could be induced to make trial of it, and after fruitlessly waiting for nearly three months, he returned to his native village. He was even caricatured and abused for his attempt to "bestialize" his species by the introduction into their systems of diseased matter from the cow's udder. Vaccination was denounced from the pulpit as "diabolical." It was averred that vaccinated children became "ox-faced," that abscesses broke out to "indicate sprouting horns,"


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Executive Order No. 18 (Laurel)

By virtue of the powers vested in me by law, I, Jose P. Laurel, President of the Republic of the Philippines, do hereby prescribe the following rules and regulations governing the use of the Flag of the Republic of the Philippines:

1. The flag shall be displayed in public office buildings, official residences, public squares, and institutions of learning every day throughout the year, and shall be raised at sunrise and lowered at sundown. It should be on the mast at the break of day and should not remain flying after the sun has actually set except when specially prescribed. The flag staff must be straight, slightly and gently tapering at the end.

2. In peace time, the flag shall be displayed with the blue field above and the red field below when flown from a pike or staff or hung horizontally, and with the blue field on the right and the red field on the left of the observer, when hung vertically; and in time of war, the flag shall be flown with the red field above and the blue field below, when flown or hung horizontally, and with the red field on the right and the blue field on the left of the observer, when hung vertically.

Inclining the flag to the right or left is incorrect, except when displayed from a pike or staff.

3. The flag must not be displayed upside down.

4. The flag should never be displayed for decorative purposes. It should never be used for a curtain, for decorating a post or for covering a chair, table, or bench.

5. The flag must not be displayed in a dancing pavilion, cockpit or other places of hilarious or vicious amusement.

6. When used in connection with the unveiling of a statue or monument, the flag should form a distinct feature during the ceremony, but the flag itself should never be used as the covering for the statue.

7. The flag shall be displayed on Independence Day, October 14th of every year, and on all national holidays and other historic or special occasions not only in public office buildings, official residences, public squares, and institutions of learning, but also in private buildings and homes, from sunrise to sundown.

8. When flag ceremonies are held, all persons designated to take part in such ceremonies should assemble promptly and face the flag standing at attention. While the flag is being raised, the participants shall salute the flag; (a) those belonging to the armed service, by rendering the usual military salute; and (b) the civilians, by placing their right hands over their hearts and if wearing hats, by uncovering and holding the hats over their hearts. Complete silence shall be observed, and no person should be allowed to walk around while the ceremony is going on.

9. The national flags of friendly nations may be displayed with that of the Philippines, with the flag of the Republic of the Philippines in the center and the flags of the Greater East Asiatic nations to the right and left thereof in the order of precedence as may be determined by the dates of recognition of the Republic of the Philippines by such nations, or as may be established by usage. The flags of other nations shall occupy positions after those of the Greater East Asiatic nations in the order of precedence fixed by international convention, protocol, or usage, and in the absence of these, in the alphabetical order as determined by the names in French of the respective countries. When the national flag of a guest of state is displayed with the flag of the Republic of the Philippines, the former shall be placed at the right side of the latter.

10. When the flag of the Republic of the Philippines is carried in a procession with other flags, the display of the flags shall be in the order given in paragraph 9 above. However, when there is more than one line of other flags, the flag of the Republic of the Philippines should be in front of the center of those lines.

11. Uncased national colors and flags passing in parade, review, or other ceremony should be saluted by all persons present who should face the flags, stand at attention and render an appropriate salute, as prescribed in paragraph 8 hereof.

12. The flag should never be dipped by way of salute or compliment.

13. On the national holidays of his country and other historic or special occasions, any alien whose country is at peace with the Philippines, may display the flag of his nation on any building or property owned or rented by him, without simultaneously displaying the flag of the Republic of the Philippines.

However, if the alien is located in a building or on other property owned or rented by the Republic of the Philippines, or by any of its branches, agencies or instrumentalities, the flag of the Republic of the Philippines should always be displayed when that of his own country is displayed. When so displayed, the flag of the Republic of the Philippines should at least be of the same size as the flag of the alien's country and placed on the right of the latter (left of the observer facing the flags).

14. The flag, flying from a fixed pole at full or half-mast, should never be draped in black, but one carried in a funeral or in a necrological service indoor or outdoor, may, in sign of mourning, be draped by tying a double knot of black crepe at the head of the pike and hanging at a convenient length. It should not be so draped except when specifically ordered by the proper authorities.

15. The flag may be hoisted at half-mast in sign of mourning. To display the flag at half-mast, it must first be hoisted to full-mast, allowing it to fly there for a short moment before bringing it to the position of half-mast. From this position it may be raised but not lowered. To lower the flag at sunset or at any other time when ordered, it must again be hoisted to full-mast before bringing it down. The flag shall be displayed at half-mast only on the following occasions:

(a) On National Heroes Day, November 30th of every year, the flag should be flown at half-mast at sunrise until sundown; and

(b) On the death of a distinguished official or citizen, and on the anniversary of the death of a national hero or a martyr, the flag on all public office buildings, official residences, public squares, and institutions of learning throughout the Philippines may be ordered flown at half-mast by express authority of the President of the Republic of the Philippines or by a resolution approved by the National Assembly.

16. The flag shall not be used to wrap a casket, except of men in the air, military or naval forces of the nation; men who have rendered patriotic service for the people; and men whose lives, by reason of exemplar citizenship, devotion and loyalty to the public service, merit public recognition. When used to enshroud a casket in proper cases, the flag should be neatly and evenly spread lengthwise over the full length of the casket. The white triangle of the sun and stars will cover the head end, the blue field to the left, the red field to the right of the deceased with both colors evenly distributed on each side of the casket. The flag should not be lowered into the grave or allowed to touch the ground. Wreaths of flowers should not be placed over a flag-shrouded casket. A little cross with a few flowers strewn here and there, or a small cross made of flowers, may be allowed over the red and blue fields of the flag. A small cross as a symbol of Christian faith may be permitted to rest anywhere on the flag.

17. The use of the flag of the Republic of the Philippines as trade-marks, or for advertisement, placards, or labels for commercial, industrial or agricultural purposes by private persons, corporations or associations, and the printing or stamping of the same on articles or commodities intended for sale, barter, or exchange, or on personal, professional, Christmas or greeting cards, is hereby prohibited and penalized as provided by law.

Done in the City of Manila, this thirteenth day of December, in the year of Our Lord, nineteen hundred and forty-three, and of the Republic of the Philippines, the first.

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By the President:

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 addition to the usual precautions to eliminate stray-light, wave-length, and slit-width errors, the order of wave-lengths chosen for measurement was such as to detect any change in the sample during measurement, so that if such change occurred the data could be corrected to apply as nearly as possible to the sample as it was at the start of the measurements. For these measurements and for those with the other instruments, small samples were cut for measurement from the large 8×8-inch sheets. A complete set of measurements was made on each of the 70 samples by W. Greenberg, research associate placed at the Bureau for this purpose by the Munsell Research Laboratory. Check measurements were later made by other observers, H. J. McNicholas, P. Rudnick and W. Greenberg, on different samples cut from the same large sheets. Such checks were made particularly for samples which changed during the first set of measurements.

45° illumination, normal reflection, visual method

The Martens photometer with filters was used with improvised equipment to obtain these data. Two light sources were used. The first was a quartz-mercury arc, with filters isolating in turn the light at 578 (577.0+579.1), 546.1, 435.8, and 405 (404.7+407.8) mμ. The efficiency of the filters was such that the light transmitted by the filter from the next most luminous line was not more than one percent of the light nominally being used. In addition, the red light from the arc was absorbed by a blue-green glass where the filter would otherwise transmit this. Plate glass prevented radiant energy of wave-length less than 320 mμ from reaching the sample. The second source was an incandescent lamp with


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(: However, in restraining the evil-doers the state has to resort to the evildoers technique which is bad and un-Christian. Those who work for the sovereignty of the state are not without sin. The Christians should have nothing in common with the pagans and the pagans nothing with the Christians except the living together. The pagans depend on outward authority, while the Christians depend on goodness and love which come from the inner life. Chelc̄icky̍ finds this authority of the 'inner man' even in the Old Testament:)

The Jews, having been brought into the Promised Land, lived safely under the protection of God and His laws, living in perfect freedom and having no temporal lord with authority to rule over them and no one to whom they were obliged to pay taxes. And they remained in this freedom for four hundred years, as can be found in the Scriptures. But later, through Satan's insinuations and through their own sins having rejected their Lord God and

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 filters isolating spectral regions centering at 501, 651, and 703 mμ for a white surface. The data obtained in this way, while meager with respect to wave-length, had the advantage of yielding values applying to 45°-normal illuminating-viewing conditions, and of being free from errors caused by fading during measurements. Polarization errors were eliminated by proper orientation of the Martens photometer, the plane of the sample, and the direction of illumination. Measurements were made by P. Rudnick and K. S. Gibson.

45° illumination, normal reflection, photographic method

Inasmuch as zinc oxide was understood to be an important constituent of many of the pigments of the Munsell samples it seemed desirable to obtain data from 380 to 420 mμ, rather than to estimate over this range solely on the basis of the values at 405 mμ, since the reflectance of zinc oxide was known to vary strongly between 405 and 365 mμ (5). Accordingly, measurements were made photographically on most of the samples, using the Hilger sector-photometer equipment (6) adapted to reflection measurements with incandescent lamps as source. All of the photographic measurements were made by H. J. McNicholas.

All of the data obtained by the above methods, to quote the 1926 report, “were plotted as a function of wave-length. A separate curve sheet was used for each sample. Values of $$R_x/R_0$$ (apparent reflectance of the sample relative to that of MgO) less than 0.10 were also magnified by 10 in plotting....


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132* His protection – they begged Samuel for a king saying:

Having asked for a pagan king, they committed a great sin, and the Lord sent thunder and rain that day, and the Jewish people said:

(:In asking for a temporal ruler the Jews scorned God and His law. Just as they rejected divine order by inviting a king to rule over them, similarly also the Christians rejected God by accepting the Donation of Constantine. Before, Christ had specifically set his people apart from pagan authority, not geographically, but spiritually:) by purity and innocence, setting the Church apart as a pure bride to be betrothed to her one husband, Christ. They belonged no more to themselves but to him who died for them. 1-Sam. 8: 4–9,.

1-Sam.12:18–19,.

2-Cor.11: 2.

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133* (:It was only in that perfect separation from the evil world of temporal affairs that it was possible for the "dwelling of God to be with men.":)

What the Emperor could not accomplish by tortures he obtained by favors and gifts; he joined their faith only to drag it into the unfaith of his paganism.

(:Emperor Constantine and Pope Sylvester are accomplices in a great conspiracy against God. But this would not be so bad as the fact that they declared their transaction to be of divine sanction. The alliance of Church and state was declared to be in accordance with the true faith, and whoever now dares challenge it is condemned as a heretic.:)

1-Sam. 8: 4–9,.

1-Sam.12:18–19,.

2-Cor.11: 2.

Rev. 21:3.

Rev. 21:3.

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(:This chapter contains Chelc̄icky̍'s commentary on Wyclif's theory that there are three types of government, namely, divine, human, and angelic, and that every Christian has an authority, not civil, but evangelical. The prophets had such authority, and such have the Christian prelates; that kings exercise temporal authority through civil laws and spiritual kings through the law of the Gospel. Commenting on this dualism, Chelc̄icky̍ says:)

Do not mix poison with honey: for the poison, even though mixed with sweets, will not turn into medicine but will always remain poison. Poison can do naught else but kill human beings. "Hic oportet notare distinctionem quod aliud est dominium.divinum, aliud evangelicum, et aliud humanum; ipsum autem subdividetur, cum aliud civiliter coactivum, et aliud evangelice regimentum; primo modo non debet ecclesiasticus dominari, sed secundo modo debet quilibet Christianus modo suo dominari quilibet; et sic prophete erant reges eorum quibus a Deo preficiebantur, et prelati tempore legis gracie sunt reges eorum quibus spiritualiter sunt prefecti, et tanto verius quam reges seculi, quo officium regendi exercentin animam. Alii vero ad regimen corporale primo respiciunt; solo tamen quod mundani cum vulgo, solum acoeptans sibi famosius, vocant solum regem, potentem seculi communitatis, principaliter ac corporaliter humanitus regitivum" Iohannis Wycliffe, I, chap.xi, (Reginald Lane Poole, ed., London, 1885).

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135* (Therefore, do not drink Antichrist's poison offered to you by Caesar, but abide only by the apostolic honey.:) The Pope, too, has mixed poison with Christ's gospel. The foolish person, being attracted to it, cannot escape its venom; he will drink it like gospel. And now therefore, since they have mixed so much poison with the gospel, they can offer much more for drinking than they had before. Thus, under the name of Jesus, they can bring into paganism the whole world. Indeed, in his name they feed the world with poison

"Hic oportet notare distinctionem quod aliud est dominium.divinum, aliud evangelicum, et aliud humanum; ipsum autem subdividetur, cum aliud civiliter coactivum, et aliud evangelice regimentum; primo modo non debet ecclesiasticus dominari, sed secundo modo debet quilibet Christianus modo suo dominari quilibet; et sic prophete erant reges eorum quibus a Deo preficiebantur, et prelati tempore legis gracie sunt reges eorum quibus spiritualiter sunt prefecti, et tanto verius quam reges seculi, quo officium regendi exercentin animam. Alii vero ad regimen corporale primo respiciunt; solo tamen quod mundani cum vulgo, solum acoeptans sibi famosius, vocant solum regem, potentem seculi communitatis, principaliter ac corporaliter humanitus regitivum" Iohannis Wycliffe, I, chap.xi, (Reginald Lane Poole, ed., London, 1885).

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Years ago Mrs. Maurier had learned that unadulterated fruit juice was salutary, nay, necessary to a nautical life. A piece of information strange, irrelevant at first draught, yet on second thought quite possible, not to mention pleasant in contemplation, so she had accepted it, taking it unto her and making of it an undeviating marine conviction. Hence there was grapefruit again for dinner: she was going to inoculate them first, then take chances.

Fairchild’s gang was ultimately started from its lair in his quarters. The other guests were already seated and they regarded the newcomers with interest and trepidation and, on Mrs. Maurier’s part, with actual alarm.

“Here comes the dogwatch,” Mrs. Wiseman remarked brightly. “It’s the gentlemen, isn’t it? We haven’t seen any gentlemen since we left New Orleans, hey, Dorothy?”

Her brother grinned at her sadly. “How about Mark and Talliaferro?”

“Oh, Mark’s a poet. That lets him out. And Ernest isn’t a poet, so that lets him out, too,” she replied with airy feminine logic. “Isn’t that right, Mark?”

“I’m the best poet in New Orleans,” the ghostly young man said heavily, mooning his pale, prehensile face at her.

“We were kind of wondering where you were, Mark,” Fairchild told the best poet in New Orleans. “We got the idea you were supposed to be on the boat with us. Too bad you couldn’t come,” he continued tediously.

“Maybe Mark couldn’t find himself in time,” the Semitic man suggested, taking his seat.

“He’s found his appetite, though,” Fairchild replied. “Maybe he'll find the rest of himself laying around somewhere nearby.” He seated himself and stared at the plate

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 before him. He murmured, Well, well, with abstraction. His companions found seats and Major Ayers stared at his plate. He murmured Well, well, also. Mrs. Maurier chewed her lip nervously, putting her hand on Mr. Talliaferro’s sleeve. Major Ayers murmured:

“It does look familiar, doesn’t it?” and Fairchild said:

“Why, it’s grapefruit: I can tell every time.” He looked at Major Ayers. “I’m not going to eat mine, now. I’m going to put it away and save it.”

“Right you are,” agreed Major Ayers readily. “Save ’em by all means.” He set his grapefruit carefully to one side. “Advise you people to do the same,” he added at large.

“Save them?” Mrs. Maurier repeated in astonishment. “Why, there are more of them. We have several crates.”

Fairchild wagged his head at her. “I can’t risk it. They might be lost overboard or something, and us miles from land. I’m going to save mine.”

Major Ayers offered a suggestion. “Save the rinds, anyway. Might need ’em. Never can tell what might happen at sea, y’know,”” he said owlishly.

“Sure,” Fairchild agreed. “Might need ’em in a pinch to prevent constipation.” Mrs. Maurier clasped Mr. Talliaferro’s arm again.

“Mr. Talliaferro!”? she whispered imploringly. Mr. Talliaferro sprang to the breach.

“Now that we are all together at last,” he began, clearing his throat, “the Commodore wishes us to choose our first port of call. In other words, people, where shall we go to-morrow?” He looked from face to face about the table.

“Why, nowhere,” answered Fairchild with surprise. “We just came from somewhere yesterday, didn’t we?”

“You mean to-day,” Mrs. Wiseman told him. “We left New Orleans this morning.”

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 “Oh, did we? Well, well, it takes a long time to spend the afternoon, don’t it? But we don’t want to go anywhere, do we?”

“Oh, yes,” Mr. Talliaferro contradicted him smoothly. “To-morrow we are going up the Tchufuncta river and spend the day fishing. Our plan was to go up the river and spend the night, but this was found impossible. So we shall go up to-morrow. Is this unanimous? or shall we call for a ballot?”

“Gabriels pants,” the niece said to Jenny, “I itch just to think about that, don’t you?”

Fairchild brightened. “Up the Tchufuncta?” he repeated. “Why, that’s where the Jackson place is. Maybe Al’s at home. Major Ayers must meet Al Jackson, Julius.”

“Al Jackson?” Major Ayers repeated. The best poet in New Orleans groaned and Mrs. Wiseman said:

“Good Lord, Dawson.”

“Sure. The one I was telling you about at lunch, you know.”

“Ah, yes: the alligator chap, eh?” Mrs. Maurier exclaimed. “Mr. Talliaferro” again.

“Very well,” Mr. Talliaferro said loudly, “that’s settled, then. Fishing has it. And in the meantime, the Commodore invites you all to a dancing party on deck immediately after dinner. So finish your dinner, people. Fairchild, you are to lead the grand march.”

“Sure,” Fairchild agreed again. “Yes, that’s the one. His father has a fish ranch up here. That’s where Al got his start, and now he’s the biggest fisherd in the world—”

“Did you see the sunset this evening, Major Ayers?” Mrs. Wiseman asked loudly. “Deliciously messy, wasn’t it?”

“Nature getting even with Turner,” the poet suggested.

“That will take years and years,” Mrs. Wiseman answered. Mrs. Maurier sailed in, gushing.

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(This chapter deals with the rule and administration of 'King Jesus, contrary to the rule of kings and countries.' He is responsible to God only and dependent from Him. This was foretold to Mary by the angel of the Annunciation:)

(:His rule was foretold even in the Old Testament:)

"He shall be ruler over Israel."

When Pilate asked him, "Are you the Jewish king?" Jesus answered by saying, "As you say, I am a king. It was for this that I was born and for this that I came to the world, to give testimony to truth. Everyone who is on the side of truth listens to my voice."

(:Jesus is therefore the true ruler of the Christians, and he shows his power by overcoming the ruses of the devil, by releasing the captives from the prisons and all iniquities of the world. And, since everything that man hopes for,  Luke 1: 31–33,.

Micah 5:2 =-Matt. 2:6.

John 18:37.

Tit. 2: 14.

136*

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 and that the countenance was gradually "transmuted into the visage of a cow, the voice into the bellowing of bulls." Vaccination, however, was a truth, and notwithstanding the violence of the opposition, belief in it spread slowly. In one village, where a gentleman tried to introduce the practice, the first persons who permitted themselves to be vaccinated were absolutely pelted and driven into their houses if they appeared out of doors. Two ladies of title—Lady Ducie and the Countess of Berkeley—to their honour be it remembered—had the courage to vaccinate their children; and the prejudices of the day were at once broken through. The medical profession gradually came round, and there were several who even sought to rob Dr. Jenner of the merit of the discovery, when its importance came to be recognized. Jenner's cause at last triumphed, and he was publicly honoured and rewarded. In his prosperity he was as modest as he had been in his obscurity. He was invited to settle in London, and told that he might command a practice of 10,000l. a year. But his answer was, "No! In the morning of my days I have sought the sequestered and lowly paths of life—the valley, and not the mountain,—and now, in the evening of my days, it is not meet for me to hold myself up as an object for fortune and for fame.". During Jenner's own lifetime the practice of vaccination became adopted all over the civilized world; and when he died, his title as a benefactor of his kind was recognized far and wide. Cuvier has said, "If vaccine were the only discovery of the epoch, it would serve to render it illustrious for ever; yet it knocked twenty times in vain at the doors of the Academies."


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 “Our southern sunsets, Major Ayers—” But Major Ayers was staring at Fairchild.

—“Fisherd?” he murmured.

“Sure. Like the old cattle ranches out west, you know. But instead of a cattle ranch, Al Jackson has got a fish ranch out in the wide open spaces of the Gulf of Mexico—”

“Where men are sharks,” put in Mrs. Wiseman. “Don’t leave that out.” Major Ayers stared at her.

“Sure. Where men are men. That’s where this beautiful blonde girl comes in. Like Jenny yonder. Maybe Jenny’s the one. Are you the girl, Jenny?” Major Ayers now stared at Jenny.

Jenny was gazing at the narrator, her blue ineffable eyes quite round, holding a piece of bread in her hand. “Sir?” she said at last.

“Are you the girl that lives on that Jackson fish ranch out in the Gulf of Mexico?”

“I live on Esplanade,” Jenny said after a while, tentatively.

“Mr. Fairchild!” Mrs. Maurier exclaimed. Mr. Talliaferro said:

“My dear sir!”

“No, I reckon you are not the one, or you’d know it. I don’t imagine that even Claude Jackson could live on a fish ranch in the Gulf of Mexico and not know it. This girl is from Brooklyn, anyway—a society girl. She went down there to find her brother. Her brother had just graduated from reform school and so his old man sent him down there for the Jacksons to make a fisherd out of him. He hadn’t shown any aptitude for anything else, you see, and his old man knew it didn’t take much intelligence to herd a fish. His sister—”

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text: Voice of Flowers/Evening Flowers

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137*

everything that a Christian finds valuable in this life, is to be found in the Kingdom of Jesus, man can give his true allegiance to no one but Christ. Chelc̄icky̍ compares the temporal kingdoms of princes and the spiritual kingdom of Christ, and exclaims :)

O, how small and barren is the dominion of pagan kings compared to the dominion of Christ! The temporal power heaps burdens and sufferings upon its subjects instead of freedom and consolation. And yet, the Kingdom of Christ is so powerful and perfect that, if the whole world wanted him for king, it would have peace and all things would work together for good. And there would be no need of temporal rulers, for all and sundry would stand by grace and truth. The need of kings arises, indeed, because of sins and sinners But if King Jesus ruled, all evil would fall away.

(:A temporal state rules by force and compulsion; the Kingdom of Christ rules:) by free will so that every one may choose of his own accord to leave the way of sin, for the love of (Christ) the King, to be ruled by him inwardly. Therefore, if one, or two, or more are willing to submit to his dominion, they must first abandon sin The beginning of his Rom. 8:28.

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 too closely accurate. This occasionally led her into difficulties. People recognised themselves, or were recognised by others, in her graphic descriptions of their personal appearance, and modes of action and turns of thought; though they were placed in new positions, and figured away in scenes far different to those in which their actual life had been passed. Miss Brontë was struck by the force or peculiarity of the character of some one whom she knew; she studied it, and analysed it with subtle power; and having traced it to its germ, she took that germ as the nucleus of an imaginary character, and worked outwards;—thus reversing the process of analysation, and unconsciously reproducing the same external development. The "three curates" were real living men, haunting Haworth and the neighbouring district; and so obtuse in perception that, after the first burst of anger at having their ways and habits chronicled was over, they rather enjoyed the joke of calling each other by the names she had given them. "Mrs. Pryor" was well known to many who loved the original dearly. The whole family of the Yorkes were, I have been assured, almost daguerreotypes. Indeed, Miss Brontë told me that, before publication, she had sent those parts of the novel in which these remarkable persons are introduced, to one of the sons; and his reply, after reading it, was simply that "she had not drawn them strong enough." From those many-sided sons, I suspect, she drew all that there was of truth in the characters of the heroes in her first two works. They, indeed, were almost the only young men she knew intimately, besides


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 “But, I say,” Major Ayers interrupted, “why do they herd their fish?”

“They round ’em up and brand ’em, you see. Al Jackson brands—”

“Brand ’em?”

“Sure: marks ’em so he can tell his fish from ordinary wild fish—mavericks, they call ’em. And now he owns nearly all the fish in the world; a fish millionaire, even if he is fish-poor right now. Wherever you see a marked fish, it’s one of Al Jackson’s.”

“Marks his fish, eh?”

“Sure: notches their tails.”

“Mr. Fairchild,” Mrs. Maurier said.

“But our fish at home have notched tails.” Major Ayers objected.

“Well, they are Jackson fish that have strayed off the range, then.”

“Why doesn’t he establish a European agent?” the ghostly poet asked viciously.

Major Ayers stared about from face to face. “I say,” he began. He stuck there. The hostess rose decisively.

“Come, people, let’s go on deck.”

“No, no,” the niece said quickly, “go on: tell us some more.” Mrs. Wiseman rose also.

“Dawson,” she said firmly, “shut up. We simply cannot stand any more. This afternoon has been too trying. Come on, let’s go up,” she said, herding the ladies firmly out of the room, taking Mr. Talliaferro along also.

He needed a bit of wire. He had reached that impasse familiar to all creators, where he could not decide which of a number of things to do next. His object had attained that

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 stage of completion in which the simplicity of the initial impulse dissolves into a number of trivial necessary details; and lying on his bunk in the cabin he and Mr. Talliaferro shared, his saw at hand and a thin litter of sawdust and shavings well impermeating the bed clothing, he held his wooden cylinder to the small inadequate light and decided that he could do with a bit of stiff wire or something of that nature.

He swung his legs out of the berth and flowed to the floor in a single beautiful motion, and crossing the room on his bare feet he searched Mr. Talliaferro’s effects without success, so he passed from the cabin.

Still on his bare feet he went along the passage, and opening another door he let subdued light from the passage into a room filled with snoring, discerning vaguely the sleeper and, on a peg in the wall, a stained white cap. Captain’s room, he decided, leaving the door open and traversing the room silently to another door.

There was a dim small light in this room, gleaming dully on the viscid anatomy of the now motionless engine. But he ignored the engine now, going about his search with businesslike expedition. There was a wooden cabinet against the wall: some of the drawers were locked. He rummaged through the others, pausing at times to raise certain objects to the light for a closer inspection, discarding them again. He closed the last drawer and stood with his hand on the cabinet, examining the room.

A piece of wire would do, a short piece of stiff wire there were wires on one wall, passing among and between switches. But these were electric wires and probably indispensable. Electric wires battery room. It must be there, beyond that small door.

It was there—a shadow filled cubbyhole smelling of acids, of decomposition; a verdigris of decay. Plenty of wires here,

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Commonwealth Act No. 731

H. No. 290

Sections eighteen and nineteen of Article V, Book I, of the Revised Administrative Code, as amended by Commonwealth Acts Numbered Six hundred and two, and Six hundred and fourteen, are hereby amended to read as follows:

" 18. Arms and Great Seal of the Republic of the Philippines.—The Arms and Great Seal of the Republic of the Philippines are these:

"Arms—Paleways of two pieces, azure and gules; a chief argent studded with three golden stars equidistant from each other; in point of honor, ovoid argent over all the sun rayonnant with eight minor and lesser rays; in sinister base gules, the Lion Rampant of Spain; in dexter base azure, the American eagle displayed proper. Beneath, a scroll with the words 'Republic of the Philippines' inscribed thereon.

"The Great Seal shall be circular in form, with the arms as described in the last preceding paragraph, but without the scroll and the inscription thereon, and surrounding the whole a double marginal circle within which shall appear the words 'Republic of the Philippines'. For the purpose of placing the Great Seal, the colors of the Arms shall not be deemed essential.

" 19. Custody and use of Great Seal.—The Great Seal shall be and remain in the custody of the President of the Philippines, and shall be affixed to or placed upon all commissions signed by him, and upon such other official documents and papers of the Republic of the Philippines as may by law be provided, or as may be required by custom and usage in the discretion of the President of the Philippines."

2. This Act shall take effect on July 4, 1946.

Approved, July 3, 1946.

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138* kingdom is at the end of men's sins But if his kingdom is defiled, evils immediately spread and multiply. This immediately evokes the necessity of temporal kingdoms to punish excessive. sins by the arm of their authority And they punish with revenge and without charity The end of Christ's kingdom is salvation, the beginning of earthly rule is perdition. This is what happened to the rebellious Jews who in their pride chose to obey a man king and how terribly they had to suffer! It is to their punishment that God says:

Because of their sins he made their lande a waste and a horror and made them prisoners of the King of Babylon for seventy years. (:The earthly rulers and the state authorities are the punishment of God for disobeying His laws. Good kings may improve the subjects' physical well-being and the Christians can grow in their faith; if the kings are bad, the Christians must suffer their iniquities for the sake of salvation. But in either case, neither the good nor the bad rulers can really help the people who are bad. Only they can  Hos. 13: 9–11,

Jer. 25:11.

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32 {|style="font-size:90%" cellpadding=0 cellspacing=0
 * Atheta brumalis n. sp.—Stout, not parallel, moderately convex, somewhat shining, the abdomen polished, the punctures fine, asperate and close-set; color black or blackish, the elytra dark piceo-luteous, the legs pale, the antennæ black, piceous basally; head moderately small, the eyes at nearly their own length from the base, the carinæ very fine, not quite entire; antennæ long, rather stout but subparallel, the outer joints moderately transverse, the second a little shorter than the third; prothorax rather small, transverse, parallel but only very moderately rounded at the sides, much wider than the head and correspondingly markedly narrower than the elytra, the latter larger, only moderately transverse, very much longer as well as wider than the prothorax; abdomen parallel, slightly narrowing apically, much narrower than the elytra, the fifth tergite barely as long as the fourth, the sixth (♂) with a small and narrow, internally concave auricula at each side, projecting behind very slightly, the apex between them broadly, evenly and very feebly sinuate throughout the width and scarcely at all modified; mesosternal process projecting rather unusually far between the coxæ and drawn out but not very finely aiculate at tip, approaching the triangular metasternal projection rather closely. Length 2.8 mm.; width 0.77 mm. British Columbia (Metlakatla),—J. H. Keen.
 * }
 * }

The sexual characters seem to distinguish this species from the very inadequately described metlakatlana, of Bernhauer.

Distinguishable from brumalis, to which it is rather closely allied, by the more elongate antennæ, larger and more laterally rounded prothorax, tapering abdomen and sexual, and, to some extent, the sternal characters.


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 but no loose ones He stared around, and presently he saw something upright and gleaming dully. It was a piece of mechanism, steel, smooth and odorless and rather comforting in this tomb of smells, and he examined it curiously, striking matches. And there, attached to it, was exactly what he needed—a small straight steel rod.

I wonder what it does, he thought. It looked a winch of some kind, maybe. But what would they want with a winch down here? Something they don’t use much, evidently, he assured himself. Too clean. Cleaner than the engine. Not greased all over like the engine. They mustn’t hardly ever use it Or a pump. A pump, that’s what it is. They won’t need a pump once a year: not any bilge in a boat kept up like a grand piano. Anyhow, they couldn’t possibly need it before to-morrow, and I’ll be through with it then. Chances are they wouldn’t miss it if I kept it altogether.

The rod came off easily. Plenty of wrenches in the cabinet, and he just unscrewed the nuts at each end of the rod and lifted it out. He paused again, holding the rod in his hand Suppose he were to injure the rod some way. He hadn’t considered that and he stood turning the rod this way and that in his fingers, watching dull gleams of light on its slender polished length. It was so exactly what he needed. Steel, too; good steel: it cost twelve thousand dollars. And if you can’t get good steel for that He put his tongue on it. It tasted principally of machine oil, but it must be good hard steel, costing twelve thousand dollars. I guess I can’t hurt anything that cost twelve thousand dollars, specially by just using it one time “If they need it to-morrow, I'll be through with it, anyway,” he said aloud.

He replaced the wrenches. His mouth tasted of machine oil and he spat. The captain yet snored, and he passed through the captain’s room on his bare feet, closing the door thought-

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139* be saved who are ruled by King Christ the Crucified.:) And it will help no one even if St.Peter should rule over him in the fashion of temporal kings. (:Wise people therefore seek naught but to serve King Jesus, and they shall prosper in his courts.:)

Luke 1: 31–33,.

Micah 5:2 =-Matt. 2:6.

John 18:37.

Tit. 2: 14.

Rom. 8:28.

Hos. 13: 9–11,

Jer. 25:11.

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 fully so the light from the passage wouldn’t disturb the sleeper. He slipped the rod into his pocket. His hands were greasy and so he wiped them on the seat of his trousers.

He paused again at the galley door, where the steward was still busy over the sink. The steward stopped long enough to find a candle for him, then he returned to his room. He lit the candle, drew Mr. Talliaferro’s suitcase from beneath the bunk and dripping a bit of hot wax onto it, he fixed the candle upright. Then he got Mr. Talliaferro’s pigskin enclosed shaving kit and propped the rod upon it with one end of the rod in the candle flame. His mouth still tasted of machine oil, so he climbed onto his berth and spat through the port, discovering as he did so that the port was screened. It'll dry, though.

He touched the rod. It was getting warm. But he wanted it red hot. His mouth yet tasted of machine oil and he remembered the other cigarette. It was in the same pocket in which he had had the rod, and it too was slightly reminiscent of machinery, but the burning tobacco would soon kill that.

The rod was getting pretty hot, so he fetched the wooden cylinder from the bunk and laying the cigarette on the edge of the suitcase he picked up the rod and held its heated end firmly against the selected spot on the cylinder; and soon a thin thread of smoke rose curling into the windless air. The smoke had a faint odor like that of scorching leather in it, also. Machine oil, probably.

It’s being an artist, Mrs. Maurier said to herself with helpless despondence. Mrs. Wiseman, Miss Jameson, Mark and Mr. Talliaferro sat at bridge. She herself did not feel like playing: the strain of her party kept her too nervous and

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 wrought up. “You simply cannot tell what they’re going to do,” she said aloud in her exasperation, seeing again Major Ayers’ vanishing awkward shape and Fairchild leaning over the rail and howling after him like a bullvoiced Druid priest at a sacrifice.

“Yes,” Mrs. Wiseman agreed, “it’s like an excursion, isn’t it?—all drunkenness and trampling around,” she added, attempting to finesse. “Damn you, Mark.”

“It’s worse than that,” the niece corrected, pausing to watch the hissing fall of cards, “it’s like a cattle boat—all trampling around.”

Mrs. Maurier sighed. “Whatever it is” her sentence died stillborn. The niece drifted away and a tall shape appeared from shadow and joined her, and they went on down the dark deck and from her sight. It was that queer shabby Mr. Gordon, and she knew a sudden sharp stab of conscience, of having failed in her duty as a hostess. She had barely exchanged a word with him since they came aboard. It’s that terrible Mr. Fairchild, she told herself. But who could have known that a middleaged man, and a successful novelist, could or would conduct himself so?

The moon was getting up, spreading a silver flare of moonlight on the water. The Nausikaa swung gently at her cables, motionless but never still, sleeping but not dead, as is the manner of ships on the seas of the world; cradled like a silver dreaming gull on the water her yacht. Her party, people whom she had invited together for their mutual pleasure. Maybe they think I ought to get drunk with them, she thought.

She roused herself, creating conversation. The cardplayers shuffled and dealt interminably, replying Mmmm to her remarks, irrelevant and detached, or pausing to answer sensibly with a patient deference. Mrs. Maurier rose briskly.

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 “Come, people, I know you are tired of cards. Let’s have some music and dance a while.”

“I’d rather play bridge with Mark than dance with him,” Mrs. Wiseman said “Whose trick was that?”

“There'll be plenty of men when the music starts,” Mrs. Maurier said.

“Mmmm,” replied Mrs. Wiseman “It'll take more than a victrola record to get any men on this party You'll need extradition papers Three without and three aces. How much is that, Ernest?”

“Wouldnt you like to dance, Mr. Talliaferro?” Mrs. Maurier persisted.

“Whatever you wish, dear lady,” Mr. Talliaferro answered with courteous detachment, busy with his pencil. “That makes—” he totted a column of his neat fingers, then he raised his head. “I beg your pardon: did you say something?”

“Don’t bother,” Mrs. Maurier said. “I'll put on a record myself: I’m sure our party will gather when they hear it.” She wound up the portable victrola and put on a record. “You finish your rubber, and I'll look about and see whom I can find,” she added. Mmmm, they replied.

The victrola raised its teasing rhythms of saxophones and drums, and Mrs. Maurier prowled around, peering into the shadows. She found the steward first, whom she dispatched to the gentlemen with a command couched in the form of an invitation. Then further along she discovered Gordon, and her niece sitting on the rail with her legs locked about a stanchion.

“Do be careful,” she said, “you might fall. We are going to dance a while,” she added happily.

“Not me,” her niece answered quickly. “Not to-night, anyway. You have to dance enough in this world on dry land.”

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 “You will certainly not prevent Mr. Gordon dancing, however. Come, Mr. Gordon, we need you.”

“I don’t dance,” Gordon answered shortly.

“You don’t dance?” Mrs. Maurier repeated. “You really don’t dance at all?”

“Run along, Aunt Pat,” the niece answered for him. “We're talking about art.”

Mrs. Maurier sighed. “Where’s Theodore?” she asked at last. “Perhaps he will help us out.”

“He’s in bed. He went to bed right after dinner. But you might go down and ask him if he wants to get up and dance.”

Mrs. Maurier stared helplessly at Gordon. Then she turned away. The steward met her: the gentlemen were sorry, but they had all gone to bed. They were tired after such a strenuous day. She sighed again and passed on to the companionway. There seemed to be nothing else she could do for them. I’ve certainly tried, she told herself, taking this thin satisfaction, and stopped again while something shapeless in the dark companionway unblent, becoming two; and after a white Pete said from the darkness:

“It’s me and Jenny.”

Jenny made a soft meaningless sound, and Mrs. Maurier bent forward suspiciously. Mrs. Wiseman’s remark about excursion boats recurred to her.

“You are enjoying the moon, I suppose?” she remarked.

“Yessum,” Jenny answered. “Were just sitting here.”

“Don’t you children want to dance? They have started the victrola,” Mrs. Maurier said in a resurgence of optimism.

“Yessum,” said Jenny again, after a while. But they made no further move, and Mrs. Maurier sniffed. Quite genteelly, and she said icily:

“Excuse me, please.”

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Author talk:S. G. Rawson

F G Rawson?
Frederick George Rawson was a chemist in Devon St, New Plymouth in 1878-79. (Ancestry, electoral rolls). No S G Rawson identified in Ancestry. No S G Rawson in bdm death index.

Frederick George Rawson dies 1878 age 37.

death of F G Rawson 1878: https://paperspast.natlib.govt.nz/newspapers/TH18780924.2.7 This Frederick George was the third son of T E Rawson. https://paperspast.natlib.govt.nz/newspapers/WC18780924.2.7

Rev F G Rawson also in New Plymouth in 1878: https://paperspast.natlib.govt.nz/newspapers/NEM18780719.2.13

Ref to Rawson the dentist https://paperspast.natlib.govt.nz/newspapers/WC18781024.2.15.2 This is Henry Freer Rawson https://paperspast.natlib.govt.nz/newspapers/WH18790415.2.5 Wainuiomartian (talk) 17:17, 7 February 2024 (UTC)

title: Author talk:S. G. Rawson


text: The Zoologist/3rd series, vol 1 (1877)/Issue 5/On the Occurrence of the Smaller Sooty Tern at the Mouth of the Thames


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 They made room for her to pass and she descended without looking back again, and found her door. She snapped the light switch viciously. Then she sighed again.

It’s being an artist, she told herself again, helplessly.

“Damn, damn, damn,” said Mrs. Wiseman slapping her cards on the table. The victrola record had played itself through and into an endless monotonous rasping. “Mark, stop that thing, as you love God. I’m far enough behind, without being jinxed.” The ghostly poet rose obediently and Mrs. Wiseman swept her hand amid the cards on the table, scattering them. “I’m not going to spend any more of my life putting little spotted squares of paper in orderly sequence for three dull people, not to-night, anyway. Gimme a cigarette, some one.” She thrust her chair back and Mr. Talliaferro opened his case to her. She took one and lifted her foot to the other knee and scratched a match on the sole of her slipper. “Let’s talk a while instead.”

“Where on earth did you get those garters?” Miss Jameson asked curiously.

“These?” she flipped her skirt down. “Why? Don’t you like ’em?”

“They are a trifle out of the picture, on you.”

“What kind would you suggest for me? Pieces of colored string?”

“You ought to have black ones clasped with natural size red roses,” Mark Frost told her. “That’s what one would expect to find on you.”

“Wrrrong, me good man,” Mrs. Wiseman answered dramatically. “You have wronged me foully Where’s Mrs. Maurier, I wonder?”

“She must have caught somebody. That Gordon man, per-

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 II. ''Trichromatic analysis of Munsell Atlas colors,1919 data. Values computed from spectrophotometric data in Bureau of Standards Technologic Paper No. 167 (B.S. test report 23,998) on the basis of the I.C.I. standard observer and coordinate system and for I.C.I. Illuminant C.''
 * Reference point (heterogeneous stimulus): I.C.I. Iluminant C.

“Smooth average curves were then drawn through the values obtained on the König-Martens spectrophotometer with diffuse illumination, the relative shape of the curves in the violet being influenced by the photographic data.

“With a relative shape following as closely as possible the curves for diffuse illumination just described, dotted curves were then plotted through the values obtained on the Martens photometer with approximately 45° illumination. . . . In some cases in the violet the shape of the curves was determined primarily by the Martens photometer values instead of by the König-Martens spectrophotometer values.

“In addition to the plotted values obtained photographically, the plates themselves were in most cases examined and the shape of the curves in the violet finally determined. . . from all of the data available. In general no attempt was made to keep the curves for diffuse and 45° illumination separated at 380 and 390 (mμ) where the reflection is varying rapidly.

III. ''Trichromatic analysis of Munsell Atlas colors, 1926 data, diffuse illumination. Values computed from spectrophotometric data given in Bureau of Standards Test Report 46,045 on the basis of the I.C.I. standard observer and coordinate system and for I.C.I. Illuminant C.''

 * Reference point (beterogeneous stimulus): I.C.I. Illuminant C.

“Values of $$R/R_0$$ were read at every 10 mμ from the curves as thus plotted.”

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 haps,” Miss Jameson replied. “I saw him at the rail yonder a while ago.”

“Ah, Mr. Talliaferro!” exclaimed Mrs. Wiseman. “Look out for yourself. Widders and artists, you know. You see how susceptible I am, myself. Wasn’t there ever a fortune teller to warn you of a tall red stranger in your destiny?”

“You are a widow only by courtesy,” the poet rejoined, “like the serving maids in sixteenth century literature.”

“So are some of the artists, my boy,” Mrs. Wiseman replied. “But all the men on board are not even artists. What, Ernest?”

Mr. Talliaferro bridled smugly through the smoke of his cigarette. Mrs. Wiseman consumed hers in an unbroken series of deep draughts and flipped it railward: a twinkling scarlet coal. “I said talk,” she reminded them, “not a few mild disjointed beans of gossip.” She rose. “Come on, let’s go to bed, Dorothy.”

Miss Jameson sat, a humorless inertia. “And leave that moon?”

Mrs. Wiseman yawned, stretching her arms. The moon spread her silver ceaseless hand on the dark water. Mrs. Wiseman turned, spreading her arms in a flamboyant gesture, in silhouette against it. “Ah, Moon, poor weary one By yon black moon,” she apostrophized.

“No wonder it looks tired,” the poet remarked hollowly. “Think of how much adultery it’s had to look upon.”

“Or assume the blame for,” Mrs. Wiseman amended. She dropped her arms. “TI wish I were in love,” she said. “Why aren’t you and Ernest more more  Come on, Dorothy, let’s go to bed.”

“Have I got to move?” Miss Jameson said. She rose, however. The men rose also, and the two women departed. When

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 her brother. There was much friendship, and still more confidence between the Brontë family and them,—although their intercourse was often broken and irregular. There was never any warmer feeling on either side.

The character of Shirley herself, is Charlotte's representation of Emily. I mention this, because all that I, a stranger, have been able to learn about her has not tended to give either me, or my readers, a pleasant impression of her. But we must remember how little we are acquainted with her, compared to that sister, who, out of her more intimate knowledge, says that she "was genuinely good, and truly great," and who tried to depict her character in Shirley Keeldar, as what Emily Brontë would have been, had she been placed in health and prosperity.

Miss Brontë took extreme pains with "Shirley." She felt that the fame she had acquired imposed upon her a double responsibility. She tried to make her novel like a piece of actual life,—feeling sure that, if she but represented the product of personal experience and observation truly, good would come out of it in the long run. She carefully studied the different reviews and criticisms that had appeared on "Jane Eyre," in hopes of extracting precepts and advice from which to profit.

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 they had gone Mr. Talliaferro gathered up the cards Mrs. Wiseman had scattered. Some of them had fallen to the deck.

Mr. Talliaferro tapped diffidently at the door of Fairchild’s room, was bidden, and opening it he saw the Semitic man sitting in the lone chair and Major Ayers and Fairchild on the bunk, holding glasses. “Come in,” Fairchild repeated. “How did you escape? Push her overboard and run?”

Mr. Talliaferro grinned with deprecation, regarding the bottle sitting on a small table, rubbing his hands together with anticipation.

“The human body can stand anything, can’t it?” the Semitic man remarked. “But I imagine Talliaferro is just about at the end of his rope, without outside aid,” he added. Major Ayers glared at him affably with his china blue eyes.

“Yes, Talliaferro’s sure earned a drink,” Fairchild agreed. “Where’s Gordon? Was he on deck?”

“I think so,” Mr. Talliaferro replied. “I believe he’s with Miss Robyn.”

“Well, more power to him,” Fairchild said. “Hope she won’t handle him as roughly as she did us, hey, Major?”

“You and Major Ayers deserved exactly what you got,” the Semitic man rejoined. “You can’t complain.”

“I guess so. But I don’t like to see a human being arrogating to himself the privileges and pleasures of providence. Quelling nuisances is God’s job.”

“How about instruments of providence?”

“Oh, take another drink,” Fairchild told him. “Stop talking so Talliaferro can have one, anyway. Then we better go up on deck. The ladies might begin to wonder what has become of us.”

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 “Why should they?” the Semitic man asked innocently. Fairchild heaved himself off the bunk and got Mr. Talliaferro a tumbler. Mr. Talliaferro drank it slowly, unctuously; and pressed, accepted another.

He emptied his glass with a flourish. He grimaced slightly.

They had another drink and Fairchild put the bottle away.

“Let’s go up a while,” he suggested, prodding them to their feet and herding them toward the door. Mr. Talliaferro allowed the others to precede him. Lingering, he touched Fairchild’s arm. The other glanced at his meaningful expression, and paused.

“I want your advice,” Mr. Talliaferro explained. Major Ayers and the Semitic man halted in the passage, waiting.

“Go on, you fellows,” Fairchild told them. “I'll be along in a moment.” He turned to Mr. Talliaferro. “Who’s the lucky girl this time?”

Mr. Talliaferro whispered a name. “Now, this is my plan of campaign. What do you think—”

“Wait,” Fairchild interrupted, “let’s have a drink on it.” Mr. Talliaferro closed the door again, carefully.

Fairchild swung the door open.

“And you think it will work?” Mr. Talliaferro repeated, quitting the room.

“Sure, sure; I think it’s airtight: that she might just as well make up her mind to the inevitable.”

“No: really, I want your candid opinion. I have more faith in your judgment of people than any one I know.”

“Sure, sure,” Fairchild repeated solemnly. “She can’t resist you. No chance, no chance at all. To tell the truth, I kind of hate to think of women and young girls going around exposed to a man like you.”

Mr. Talliaferro glanced over his shoulder at Fairchild,

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 quickly, doubtfully. But the other’s face was solemn, without guile. Mr. Talliaferro went on again. “Well, wish me luck,” he said.

“Sure. The admiral expects every man to do his duty, you know,” Fairchild replied solemnly, following Mr. Talliaferro’s dapper figure up the stairs.

Major Ayers and the Semitic man awaited them. There were no ladies. Nobody at all, in fact. The deck was deserted.

“Are you sure?” Fairchild insisted. “Have you looked good? I kind of wanted to dance some. Come on, let’s look again.”

At the door of the wheelhouse they came upon the helmsman. He wore only an undershirt above his trousers and he was gazing into the sky. “Fine night,” Fairchild greeted him.

“Fine now,” the helmsman agreed. “Bad weather off there, though.” He extended his arm toward the southwest. “Lake may be running pretty high by morning. Were on a lee shore, too.” He stared again into the sky.

“Ah, I guess not,” Fairchild replied with large optimism. “Hardly on a clear night like this, do you reckon?”

The helmsman stared into the sky, making no answer. They passed on. “I forgot to tell you the ladies had retired,” Mr. Talliaferro remarked.

“That’s funny,” Fairchild said. “I wonder if they thought we were not coming back?”

“Perhaps they were afraid we were,” the Semitic man suggested.

“Huh,” said Fairchild. “What time is it, anyway?”

It was twelve o’clock, and the sky toward the zenith was hazed over, obscuring the stars. But the moon was still un-

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 when one alone remained. Well might she call the first chapter that she wrote after this, "The Valley of the Shadow of Death."

I knew in part what the unknown author of "Shirley" must have suffered, when I read those pathetic words which occur at the end of this and the beginning of the succeeding chapter:—

"Till break of day, she wrestled with God in earnest prayer.

"Not always do those who dare such divine conflict prevail. Night after night the sweat of agony may burst dark on the forehead; the supplicant may cry for mercy with that soundless voice the soul utters when its appeal is to the Invisible. 'Spare my beloved,' it may implore. 'Heal my life's life. Rend not from me what long affection entwines with my whole nature. God of Heaven—bend—hear—be clement!' And after this cry and strife, the sun may rise and see him worsted. That opening morn, which used to salute him with the whispers of zephyrs, the carol of skylarks, may breathe, as its first accents, from the dear lips which colour and heat have quitted,—'Oh! I have had a suffering night. This morning I am worse. I have tried to rise. I cannot. Dreams I am unused to have troubled me.'

"Then the watcher approaches the patient's pillow, and sees a new and strange moulding of the familiar features, feels at once that the insufferable moment draws nigh, knows that it is God's will his idol should be broken, and bends his head, and subdues his soul to the sentence he cannot avert, and scarce can bear


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 dimmed, bland and chill, affable and bloodless as a successful procuress, bathing the yacht in quiet silver; and across the southern sky went a procession of small clouds, like silver dolphins on a rigid ultramarine wave, like an ancient geographical woodcut.

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The sternal and tarsal characters will distinguish this species very readily.

This species is of an ordinary type but may be identified probably by the above characters.

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RV 42 (Rh) nor Hatred of any thing as morally ill; be it ever so unnatural or deform'd.

is in reality no rational Creature whatsoever, who knows not that when he voluntarily offends or does harm to any-one, he cannot fail to create an Apprehension and Fear of like harm, and consequently a Resentment and Animosity in every Creature who observes him. So that the Offender must needs be conscious of being liable to such Treatment from every-one, as if he had in some degree offended All.

Offence and Injury are always known as punishable by every-one; and equal Behaviour (which is therefore call'd ) as rewardable and well-deserving from every-one. Of this even the wickedest Creature living must have a Sense. So that if there be any further meaning in this Sense of Right and Wrong; if in reality there be any Sense of this kind which an absolute wicked Creature has not; it must consist in a real Antipathy or Aversion to Injustice or Wrong, and in a real Affection or Love towards Equity and Right, for its own sake, and on the account of its own natural Beauty and Worth. Rh


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RV 43 (Rh) 'Tis impossible to suppose a mere sensible Creature originally so ill-constituted, and unnatural, as that from the moment he comes to be try'd by sensible Objects, he shou'd have no one good Passion towards his Kind, no foundation either of Pity, Love, Kindness, or social Affection. 'Tis full as impossible to conceive, that a rational Creature coming first to be try'd by rational Objects, and receiving into his Mind the Images or Representations of Justice, Generosity, Gratitude, or other Virtue, shou'd have no Liking of these, or Dislike of their contrarys; but be found absolutely indifferent towards whatsoever is presented to him of this sort. A Soul, indeed, may as well be without Sense, as without Admiration in the Things of which it has any knowledge. Coming therefore to a Capacity of seeing and admiring in this new way, it must needs find a Beauty and a Deformity as well in Actions, Minds, and Tempers, as in Figures, Sounds, or Colours. If there be no real Amiableness or Deformity in moral Acts, there is at least an imaginary one of full force. Tho perhaps the Thing it-self shou'd not be allow'd in Nature, the Imagination or Fancy of it must be allow'd to be from Nature alone. Nor can any thing besides Art and strong Endeavour, with long Practice and Meditation, overcome Rh


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three o’clock the storm had blown itself out across the lake and by dawn, when the helmsman waked the captain, the lake, as he had predicted, was running pretty high. The trend was directly inshore; waves came up in endless battalions under a cloudless sky, curling and creaming along the hull, fading and dying as the water shoaled astern of the yacht to a thin white smother against a dark impenetrable band of trees. The Nausikaa rose and fell, bows on, dragging at her taut cables. The helmsman roused the captain and returned swiftly to the wheelhouse.

The deckhand got the anchors up and the helmsman rang the telegraph. The Nausikaa shivered awake, coming to life again, and pausing for a moment between two waves like a swimmer, she surged ahead. She paid off a little and the helmsman spun the wheel. But she didn’t respond, falling off steadily and gaining speed, and as the helmsman put the wheel down hard the Nausikaa fell broadside on into the trough of the waves. The helmsman rang the telegraph again and shouted to the deckhand to let go the anchors.

By seven o’clock the Nausikaa, dragging her anchors, had touched bottom with a faint jar. She considered a moment, then freed herself and crawling a bit further up the shoaling sand she turned herself a little, and with a barely perceptible list she sat down like a plump bather waist deep in the water, taking the waves on her beam.

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morning waked in a quiet fathomless mist. It was upon the world of water unstirred; soon the first faint wind of morning would thin it away, but now it was about the Nausikaa timelessly: the yacht was a thick jewel swaddled in soft gray wool, while in the wool somewhere dawn was like a suspended breath. The first morning of Time might well be beyond this mist, and trumpets preliminary to a golden flourish; and held in suspension in it might be heard yet the voices of the Far Gods on the first morning saying, It is well: let there be light. A short distance away, a shadow, a rumor, a more palpable thickness: this was the shore. The water fading out of the mist became as a dark metal in which the Nausikaa was rigidly fixed, and the yacht was motionless, swaddled in mist like a fat jewel.

Up from the darkness of the companionway the niece came, naked and silent as a ghost. She stood for a space, but there was no sound from anywhere, and she crossed the deck and stopped again at the rail, breathing the soft chill mist into her lungs, feeling the mist swaddling her firm simple body with a faint lingering chillness. Her legs and arms were so tan that naked she appeared to wear a bathing suit of a startling white. She climbed the rail. The tender rocked a little under her, causing the black motionless water to come alive, making faint sounds. Then she slid over the stern and swam out into the mist.

The water divided with oily reluctance, closing again be-

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I narrate was told me one winter's evening by my friend Ah-Yen in the little room behind his laundry. Ah-Yen is a quiet little celestial with a grave and thoughtful face, and that melancholy contemplative disposition so often noticed in his countrymen. Between myself and Ah-Yen there exists a friendship of some years' standing, and we spend many a long evening in the dimly lighted room behind his shop, smoking a dreamy pipe together and plunged in silent meditation. I am chiefly attracted to my friend by the highly imaginative cast of his mind, which is, I believe, a trait of the Eastern character and which enables him to forget to a great extent the sordid cares of his calling in an inner life of his own creation. Of the keen, analytical side of his mind, I was in entire ignorance until the evening of which I write.

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 "No piteous, unconscious moaning sound—which so wastes our strength that, even if we have sworn to be firm, a rush of unconquerable tears sweeps away the oath—preceded her waking. No space of deaf apathy followed. The first words spoken were not those of one becoming estranged from this world, and already permitted to stray at times into realms foreign to the living."

She went on with her work steadily. But it was dreary to write without any one to listen to the progress of her tale,—to find fault or to sympathise,—while pacing the length of the parlour in the evenings, as in the days that were no more. Three sisters had done this,—then two, the other sister dropping off from the walk,—and now one was left desolate, to listen for echoing steps that never came,—and to hear the wind sobbing at the windows, with an almost articulate sound.

But she wrote on, struggling against her own feelings of illness; "continually recurring feelings of slight cold; slight soreness in the throat and chest, of which, do what I will," she writes, "I cannot get rid."

In August there arose a new cause for anxiety, happily but temporary.

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  chairs and the little table at which we filled and arranged our pipes, and was lighted only by a tallow candle. There were a few pictures on the walls, for the most part rude prints cut from the columns of the daily press and pasted up to hide the bareness of the room. Only one picture was in any way noticeable, a portrait admirably executed in pen and ink. The face was that of a young man, a very beautiful face, but one of infinite sadness. I had long been aware, although I know not how, that Ah-Yen had met with a great sorrow, and had in some way connected the fact with this portrait. I had always refrained, however, from asking him about it, and it was not until the evening in question that I knew its history.

We had been smoking in silence for some time when Ah-Yen spoke. My friend is a man of culture and wide reading, and his English is consequently perfect in its construction; his speech is, of course, marked by the lingering liquid accent of his country which I will not attempt to reproduce.

"I see," he said, "that you have been examining the portrait of my unhappy friend, Fifty-Six. I have never yet told you of my


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waked and lay for a while luxuriously on his back. After a time he turned on his side to doze again, and when he turned he noticed the square of paper lying on the floor, as though it had been thrust under the door. He lay watching it for a while, then he came fully awake, and he rose and crossed the room and picked it up.

"Dear Mr. Fairchild: I am leaveing the boat to day I have got a better job I have got 2 days comeing to me I will not claim it I am leaveing the boat be fore the trip is over tell Mrs. More I have got a better job ask her she will pay you $5 dollars of it you loned me yours truly"

He reread the note, brooding over it, then he folded it and put it in the pocket of his pajama jacket, and poured himself a drink. The Semitic man in his berth snored, profound, defenseless on his back.

Fairchild sat again in his berth, his drink untasted beside him, and he unfolded the note and read it through again, remembering youth, thinking of age and slackening flesh like an old thin sorrow everywhere in the world.

“Now, don’t you worry at all,” they reassured Mrs. Maurier, “we can do just as we did yesterday: it will be more fun than

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It laid her out! She looked like that. Her funeral Sermon (which was long And followed by a Sacred Song) Mentioned her Virtues, it is true, But dwelt upon her Vices too,


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  bereavement, but as to-night is the anniversary of his death, I would fain speak of him for a while."

Ah-Yen paused; I lighted my pipe afresh, and nodded to him to show that I was listening.

"I do not know," he went on, "at what precise time Fifty-Six came into my life. I could indeed find it out by examining my books, but I have never troubled to do so. Naturally I took no more interest in him at first than in any other of my customers--less, perhaps, since he never in the course of our connection brought his clothes to me himself but always sent them by a boy. When I presently perceived that he was becoming one of my regular customers, I allotted to him his number, Fifty-Six, and began to speculate as to who and what he was. Before long I had reached several conclusions in regard to my unknown client. The quality of his linen showed me that, if not rich, he was at any rate fairly well off. I could see that he was a young man of regular Christian life, who went out into society to a certain extent; this I could tell from his sending the same number of articles to the laundry, from his washing always coming on Saturday night,


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  and from the fact that he wore a dress shirt about once a week. In disposition he was a modest, unassuming fellow, for his collars were only two inches high."

I stared at Ah-Yen in some amazement, the recent publications of a favourite novelist had rendered me familiar with this process of analytical reasoning, but I was prepared for no such revelations from my Eastern friend.

"When I first knew him," Ah-Yen went on, "Fifty-Six was a student at the university. This, of course, I did not know for some time. I inferred it, however, in the course of time, from his absence from town during the four summer months, and from the fact that during the time of the university examinations the cuffs of his shirts came to me covered with dates, formulas, and propositions in geometry. I followed him with no little interest through his university career. During the four years which it lasted, I washed for him every week; my regular connection with him and the insight which my observation gave me into the lovable character of the man, deepened my first esteem into a profound affection and I became most anxious for his success. I helped him at each succeeding examination,


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  as far as lay in my power, by starching his shirts half-way to the elbow, so as to leave him as much room as possible for annotations. My anxiety during the strain of his final examination I will not attempt to describe. That Fifty-Six was undergoing the great crisis of his academic career, I could infer from the state of his handkerchiefs which, in apparent unconsciousness, he used as pen-wipers during the final test. His conduct throughout the examination bore witness to the moral development which had taken place in his character during his career as an undergraduate; for the notes upon his cuffs which had been so copious at his earlier examinations were limited now to a few hints, and these upon topics so intricate as to defy an ordinary memory. It was with a thrill of joy that I at last received in his laundry bundle one Saturday early in June, a ruffled dress shirt, the bosom of which was thickly spattered with the spillings of the wine-cup, and realized that Fifty-Six had banqueted as a Bachelor of Arts.

"In the following winter the habit of wiping his pen upon his handkerchief, which I had remarked during his final examination, became chronic with him, and I knew that


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 like girls with their monotonous blonde legs. The bell rang, but the cop still held them. Pete leaned out, jazzing his idling engine. “Come on, come on, you blue-bellied bastard,” he called. “Let’s go.”

At last the cop lowered his glove and Pete whipped skilfully into St. Charles, and presently the street widened and became an avenue picketed with palms, and settling onto his spine and slanting his damaged straw hat to a swaggering slant on his dark reckless head, he began to overhaul the slow ones, passing them up.

Fairchild’s splitting head ultimately roused him and he lay for some time submerged in the dull throbbing misery of his body before he discovered that the boat was stationary again and, after an effort of unparalleled stoicism, that it was eleven o’clock. No sound anywhere, yet there was something in the atmosphere of his surroundings, something different. But trying to decide what it was only made his head pound the worse, so he gave it up and lay back again. The Semitic man slumbered in his berth.

After a while Fairchild groaned, and rose and wavered blundering across the cabin and drank deeply of water. Then he saw land through the port: a road and a weathered board wall, and beyond it, trees. Mandeville he decided. He tried to rouse the Semitic man, but the other cursed him from slumber and rolled over to face the wall.

He hunted again for a bottle, but there were not even any empty ones: who ever did it had made a clean sweep. Well, a cup of coffee, then. So he got into his trousers and crossed the passage to a lavatory and held his head beneath a tap for a while. Then he returned and finished dressing and sallied forth.

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  he had entered upon the study of law. He worked hard during that year, and dress shirts almost disappeared from his weekly bundle. It was in the following winter, the second year of his legal studies, that the tragedy of his life began. I became aware that a change had come over his laundry; from one, or at most two a week, his dress shirts rose to four, and silk handkerchiefs began to replace his linen ones. It dawned upon me that Fifty-Six was abandoning the rigorous tenor of his student life and was going into society. I presently perceived something more; Fifty-Six was in love. It was soon impossible to doubt it. He was wearing seven shirts a week; linen handkerchiefs disappeared from his laundry; his collars rose from two inches to two and a quarter, and finally to two and a half. I have in my possession one of his laundry lists of that period; a glance at it will show the scrupulous care which he bestowed upon his person. Well do I remember the dawning hopes of those days, alternating with the gloomiest despair. Each Saturday I opened his bundle with a trembling eagerness to catch the first signs of a return of his love. I helped my friend in every way that I could.


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 Papa, I feel too keenly that he is the last—the only near and dear relative I have in the world. Yesterday and to-day he has seemed much better, for which I am truly thankful

"From what you say of Mr., I think I should like him very much. wants shaking to be put out about his appearance. What does it matter whether her husband dines in a dress-coat or a market-coat, provided there be worth, and honesty, and a clean shirt underneath?"

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"My piece of work is at last finished, and despatched to its destination. You must now tell me when there is a chance of your being able to come here. I fear it will now be difficult to arrange, as it is so near the marriage-day. Note well, it would spoil all my pleasure, if you put yourself or any one else to inconvenience to come to Haworth. But when it is convenient, I shall be truly glad to see you Papa, I am thankful to say, is better, though not strong. He is often troubled with a sensation of nausea. My cold is very much less troublesome, I am sometimes quite free from it. A few days since, I had a severe bilious attack, the consequence of sitting too closely to my writing; but it is gone now. It is the first from which I have suffered since my return from the sea-side. I had them every month before."

1em

"If duty and the well-being of others require that you should stay at home, I cannot permit myself to complain,


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  His shirts and collars were masterpieces of my art, though my hand often shook with agitation as I applied the starch. She was a brave noble girl, that I knew; her influence was elevating the whole nature of Fifty-Six; until now he had had in his possession a certain number of detached cuffs and false shirt-fronts. These he discarded now,—at first the false shirt-fronts, scorning the very idea of fraud, and after a time, in his enthusiasm, abandoning even the cuffs. I cannot look back upon those bright happy days of courtship without a sigh.

The happiness of Fifty-Six seemed to enter into and fill my whole life. I lived but from Saturday to Saturday. The appearance of false shirt-fronts would cast me to the lowest depths of despair; their absence raised me to a pinnacle of hope. It was not till winter softened into spring that Fifty-Six nerved himself to learn his fate. One Saturday he sent me a new white waistcoat, a garment which had hitherto been shunned by his modest nature, to prepare for his use. I bestowed upon it all the resources of my art; I read his purpose in it. On the Saturday following it was returned to me and, with