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"Ay," said Nancy incredulously, "they do look like bank-notes, and feel like 'em; but they ain't wrote like them. Bank-notes ain't wrote black like that in the left-hand corner." Penfold explained. "Ten-pound notes are not, nor fives; but large notes are. These are all fifties." "Fifty whats?" "Fifty pounds." "What, each of them bits of paper worth fifty pounds?" "Yes.
A frowzy old hobo poked a somnolent head up from a pile of lumber near the tracks and yawned welcome to the recruit. "Hello, Slim. How's tricks?" "Pretty good. What's the best section to batter for a poke-out, Billy?" "To the right, over that way, and straight out." "Much 'bliged," said Slim erstwhile Ericson. "Say, j' know of any jobs in this " "Any whats?" "Jobs." "Jobs?
The other is that they all met their death by drowning. BURGE-LUBIN. Yes: I know. Can you explain it? CONFUCIUS. It cannot be explained. It is not reasonable. Therefore I do not believe it. The Accountant General rushes in, looking ghastly. He staggers to the middle of the table. BURGE-LUBIN. Whats the matter? Are you ill? Confucius calmly withdraws. BURGE-LUBIN. What on earth is it?
"I'm a West-ender," said the other, meaning that his home was in the western part of the city. "But whats your name?" asked Bert again. "Oh, my name's Frank Bowser," was the careless reply. "But everybody calls me 'Shorty, and you may as well, too." "All right," said Bert. And the two began to feel quite good friends at once.
Only new-born babes, or men in semi-coma from sleep, drugs, illnesses, or blows, may be assumed to have an experience pure in the literal sense of a that which is not yet any definite what, tho ready to be all sorts of whats; full both of oneness and of manyness, but in respects that don't appear; changing throughout, yet so confusedly that its phases interpenetrate and no points, either of distinction or of identity, can be caught.
"Whats' a' this o't?" exclaimed Mr. Anderson, pushing into the centre of the crowd by which the two women were surrounded. "O, the hizzy!" exclaimed his wife, who had, at the instant, about a yard of her antagonist's hair rolled about her hand. "It's a' aboot your nichtkep, John, and her curst jeely mug. A' aboot your nichtkep, and the jeely mug."
These "whys", "whos" and "whats" are of importance to all and suggest a line of thought and interest in this industrial discussion. The first men to function in the creation of new industries are those who are already well grounded by long experience in some special form of industry. The new organizations must have men well qualified to direct each of its branches.
There are, in fact, three distinguishable 'activities' in the field of discussion: the elementary activity involved in the mere that of experience, in the fact that something is going on, and the farther specification of this something into two whats, an activity felt as 'ours, and an activity ascribed to objects.
But this does not prevent him from equally well understanding their combination with each other as originally experienced in the concrete, or their confluence with new sensible experiences in which they recur as 'the same. Returning into the stream of sensible presentation, nouns and adjectives, and thats and abstract whats, grow confluent again, and the word 'is' names all these experiences of conjunction.
An American newspaper man who returned from Europe about the time hostilities ceased was informed that General Pershing suggested to Marshal Foch in June 1918, that he thought it bad policy to stick around waiting for the boche and that he felt the time had come to jump in and attack "But" he was told, "we have not got the troops." "Whats the matter with the Americans?" Pershing asked.
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