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My narative has now come to a conclusion, and I will close with a few reflections drawin from my own sad and tradgic Experience. I trust the Girls of this School will ponder and reflect. Deception is a very sad thing. It starts very easy, and without Warning, and everything seems to be going all right, and No Rocks ahead.
So he starts in from that minute to doctor it up and nurture it with canned soup and delicacies; and every time I see him after that he'd look indignant and say what great hands for spreading gossip us women are, and his kitten ain't got no more bobcat in its veins than what I have. "He's a stubborn old toad.
"Seems like what?" Mr. Wrenn insisted. "Oh nothing.... My, you'll have to get up awful early Sunday morning if you'd like to go with me. My church starts at ten-thirty." "Oh, I'd get up at five to go with you." "Stupid! Now you're just trying to jolly me; you are; because you men aren't as fond of church as all that, I know you aren't.
"You listen to what I'm saying, Eph. I've known you longer than Mr. Ulwin has. Just remember that we're boys b-o-y-s boys. Not one of us is quite eighteen yet. If we've gained a little fame for five minutes, we mustn't begin to imagine that we're eight feet high and on a par with men forty years old. So be careful, Eph. If anyone starts to have any fun with you, come back at him a different way."
A horse-race is pretty tame and colorless in comparison. Still, a horse-race might be well enough, in its way, perhaps, if it were not for the tiresome false starts. But then, nobody is ever killed. At least, nobody was ever killed when I was at a horse-race. They have been crippled, it is true; but this is little to the purpose. Part 10.
Big ragged clouds were still blowing in from the west, very high, and the sunset was even brighter and redder than when I had seen it last, ten hours before. It was now about 1630. Now, before anybody starts asking just who's crazy, let me point out that this is not on Terra, nor on Baldur nor Thor nor Odin nor Freya, nor any other rational planet.
Ah, talk to me of revenge, hatred, avarice, of gaming, of ambition, of fanaticism. These passions have something virile in them; these sentiments are imperishable; they make sacrifices every day, such as love only makes by fits and starts. But," he went on, "suppose you abjure love.
On the point of education, any man who can read and write starts fair with me in the amount of really useful knowledge that I had at that time. 'Well! I don't agree with you. But there I am perhaps somewhat of a pedant. Did not the recollection of the heroic simplicity of the Homeric life nerve you up? 'Not one bit! exclaimed Mr. Thornton, laughing.
Started lifting gear again; and after hauling in some 50 fathoms grunt, grunt, grunt we hear the other cable slipping down our big one, playing the self-same tune we heard last night louder, however. "10 P.M. The pull on the deck engines became harder and harder. I got steam up in a boiler on deck, and another little engine starts hauling at the grapnel.
For another thing, it is a long race that you are running before you reach the point from which your fellow runner starts; so you have got to save your wind. You need all your nerve. You have got to keep "clean to the bone," as Jack London expresses it. You have got to take thought of the morrow.
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