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To Wang Ken and his pupil were assigned a room near Ki Pak's library, where Yung Pak would spend several hours each day trying his best to learn the Korean A B C's. The first book he had to study was called "The Thousand Character Classic." This was the first book that all Korean boys had to study, and was said to have been written by a very wise man hundreds of years ago.
Now, tell me, how many yards distance are there between us?" "Three, I think." "Poor child, you have not reached your A B C's in arithmetic; but I will be your instructor." "How so?" "You shall soon see." He quickly unloosed his neckcloth. "This," he continued, "is precisely one yard in length. Now, I will measure the ground, and when I have measured three yards, then " "What then?"
"Adam is insane, Hiram is crying." "Have you had a lawyer?" asked Kate. "What for? We all know the law on this subject better than we know our a, b, c's." "Did your deed for this place go, too?" asked Kate. "Yes," said Mrs. Bates, "but mine was recorded, none of the others were. I get a third, and the rest will be cut up and divided, share and share alike, among ALL OF YOU, equally.
Let catalogue and classification go hand in hand in bringing all related books together, and library assistants will not stunt their intellects by becoming bond-slaves to the nine digits, nor lose the power of thought and reflection by never growing out of their a b c's. There are two forms of catalogue not here discussed, which are adjuncts to the library catalogue proper.
They went on through the house, making notes of what was needed, while their footsteps echoed and re-echoed through the empty rooms. "I'm glad there are no carpets, except on the stairs," said Rose, "for rugs are much easier to clean. It resolves itself simply into three C's coal, curtains, and cleaning. It won't take long, if we can get enough people to work at it."
No one need suppose that after the experiences of the day the representative A.M.C's. were fatigued sufficiently to make them willing to retire at half-past ten. Besides, nightmare has its horrors, and there was that supper!
Over this entrance are the graven initials of Louis and Anne of Brittany, the arms of George of Amboise with his cardinal's hat, and the double C's of Charles of Chaumont and his wife, Catherine of Chauvigny. Here also are some scattered D's which stand for Diane of Poitiers, who consented to accept this château when Catherine offered her a Hobson's choice of Chaumont or nothing.
Twenty thousand potential officers were supplied by the O.T.C's. What should we have done without them? But even so, there was no time to train them in the practical business of war and such a war! Yet their business was to train recruits, while they themselves were untrained. At first, those who were granted "temporary commissions" were given a month's training. Then even that became impossible.
That kind of man isn't much braver when he's plunging at Germans than he is when he's plunging at a motor-omnibus or getting into a 'scrum' at Rugger. He simply doesn't see any difference. It's something to plunge at, and so he plunges. I haven't much faith in the Don't-Care-a-Damn Brigade. They're more anxious to get V. C's than to get victories.
Jim made no attempt to conceal his surprise and interest. "Where is she?" "She wrote from Liverpool, asking for money. Can you beat that?" "Money? Why, she had a satchel full. What's become of it?" Melcher shrugged. "She's taken the jumps English Derby, Paris race-meet, Monte Carlo " "Huh! She fished all the sucker-holes along the route, eh? Of course you cabled her a few C's?" Jim snickered.
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