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A FAMILY MAN

A FAMILY MAN

for the house is an old one, built in an age when the homes of doctors, lawyers and so forth were part of a provincial town, and not yet suburban. There are two or three fine old prints on the walls, Right and Left; and a fine, old fireplace, Left, with a fender on which one can sit. A door, Left back, leads into the dining-room, and a door, Right forward, into the hall. JOHN BUILDER is sitting in his after-breakfast chair before the fire with The Times in his hands. He has breakfasted well, and is in that condition of first-pipe serenity in which the affairs of the. nation seem almost bearable. He is a tallish, square, personable man of forty-seven, with a well-coloured, jowly, fullish face, marked under the eyes, which have very small pupils and a good deal of light in them. His bearing has force and importance, as of a man accustomed to rising and ownerships, sure in his opinions, and not lacking in geniality when things go his way. Essentially a Midlander. His wife, a woman of forty-one, of ivory tint, with a thin, trim figure and a face so strangely composed as to be almost like a mask (essentially from Jersey) is putting a nib into a pen- holder, and filling an inkpot at the writing-table. As the curtain rises CAMILLE enters with a rather broken-down cardboard box containing flowers. She is a young woman with a good figure, a pale face, the warm brown eyes and complete poise of a Frenchwoman. She takes the box to MRS BUILDER. MRS BUILDER. The blue vase, please, Camille. [CAMILLE fetches a vase. MRS BUILDER puts the flowers into the vase. CAMILLE gathers up the debris; and with a glance at BUILDER goes out.] BUILDER. Glorious October! I ought to have a damned good day's shooting with Chantrey tomorrow. MRS BUILDER. [Arranging the flowers] Aren't you going to the office this morning? BUILDER. Well, no, I was going to take a couple of days off. If you feel at the top of your form, take a rest--then you go on feeling at the top. [He looks at her, as if calculating] What do you say to looking up Athene?
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A LAODICEAN: A STORY OF TO-DAY

A LAODICEAN: A STORY OF TO-DAY

There are few in whom the sight of a sunset does not beget as much meditative melancholy as contemplative pleasure, the human decline and death that it illustrates being too obvious to escape the notice of the simplest observer. The sketcher, as if he had been brought to this reflection many hundreds of times before by the same spectacle, showed that he did not wish to pursue it just now, by turning away his face after a few moments, to resume his architectural studies. He took his measurements carefully, and as if he reverenced the old workers whose trick he was endeavouring to acquire six hundred years after the original performance had ceased and the performers passed into the unseen. By means of a strip of lead called a leaden tape, which he pressed around and into the fillets and hollows with his finger and thumb, he transferred the exact contour of each moulding to his drawing, that lay on a sketching-stool a few feet distant; where were also a sketching-block, a small T-square, a bow-pencil, and other mathematical instruments. When he had marked down the line thus fixed, he returned to the doorway to copy another as before. It being the month of August, when the pale face of the townsman and the stranger is to be seen among the brown skins of remotest uplanders, not only in England, but throughout the temperate zone, few of the homeward-bound labourers paused to notice him further than by a momentary turn of the head. They had beheld such gentlemen before, not exactly measuring the church so accurately as this one seemed to be doing, but painting it from a distance, or at least walking round the mouldy pile. At the same time the present visitor, even exteriorly, was not altogether commonplace. His features were good, his eyes of the dark deep sort called eloquent by the sex that ought to know, and with that ray of light in them which announces a heart susceptible to beauty of all kinds,-- in woman, in art, and in inanimate nature. Though he would have been broadly characterized as a young man, his face bore contradictory testimonies to his precise age. This was conceivably owing to a too dominant speculative activity in him, which, while it had preserved the emotional side of his constitution, and with
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A FATAL HOMECOMING

A FATAL HOMECOMING

Richard considered reminding his wife that Beatrice was also his daughter - albeit stepdaughter - and that (technically, anyway) it was he who would have the final say over whom she would wed. He stopped himself just in time, realising that, although this might be the legal situation, in reality Marguerite was right. ‘You can’t protect her forever, you know – and she’s already in her middle twenties. Etienne managed to have Mathilde wedded just last year, and time is quickly running out for Josephine.’ Mathilde was Richard’s granddaughter, and his son and daughter-in-law had had the devil of a time convincing her to get married. Despite the young woman’s initial reservations, she was now living happily with her new husband across town in their own handsome stone house near the Cathedral. ‘I know how old my daughter is,’ said Marguerite coldly. Richard decided to try a different tack. He began scratching absently at the faded upholstery on the arm of his chair and tried to look nonchalant. ‘I don't see why you still bear a grudge against the Bellimonts, anyway. Jean's a fine fellow, and his son Claude is making his way very well in the world. They were once a poor family, but Jean is Deputy Bailli in all but name these days, and Claude is a well-regarded and talented apprentice vintner. You need have no worries about his prospects.’ Marguerite gave her husband a withering look - one he'd never witnessed from her before and would never have guessed she possessed. It was alarming. He thought he knew this woman! ‘That's not what I have against him, as well you know,’
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A LESSON LEARNED

A LESSON LEARNED

strong-minded and always willing to share an opinion. They were an odd pair, the two of them. One was tall and loud. The other was short and quieter. The tall one still watched cancerous amounts of cartoons. The shorter one was a dreamer in a different way. He wrote. Yes, Eke was a romantic dreamer, while Bill‟s head was grounded in the realities of every day life. Yet they hit it off right away. They‟d met way back when they were 14 years old – that impressionable age when the roots of youth compete with the wings of growing up – and they found common ground in their quest for entertainment. They rode bikes together, played baseball, went fishing, and then when they were older they partied a lot together, but their friendship wasn‟t just about entertainment. They were kindred spirits – always seeming to want, somehow, something that they couldn‟t get. And now: Honduras. They got what they wanted this time but they, especially Eke who was more reserved and introspective, wondered if the old adage of “Be careful what you wish for” was true. With the flaps lowered and the throttle maintained, the plane glided down with the nose tilted up. Eke had flown before, but not under these circumstances. His palms were sweaty. The plane sunk into the river‟s natural tree corridor and then past a set of rapids while Eke played with the rudder pedals to adjust his lateral axis and center the craft. Just past the rapids, 50 feet from the water, he disengaged the clutch and the engine purred idly as the plane lowered to the water and sent a huge splash up each side as it slowed and then finally settled in the toiling river. Honduras. This really was Honduras. They each opened the side doors to the plane and climbed out on the side floats. “That‟s one small step for man,” said Eke, smiling.
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A TEXAS MATCHMAKER

A TEXAS MATCHMAKER

was a wily matchmaker, though he religiously denied every such accusation. With a remarkable complacency, Jean Lovelace met and parried her tormentor, but her brother never tired of his hobby while there was a third person to listen. Though an unlettered man, Lance Lovelace had been a close observer of humanity. The big book of Life had been open always before him, and he had profited from its pages. With my advent at Las Palomas, there were less than half a dozen books on the ranch, among them a copy of Bret Harte's poems and a large Bible. "That book alone," said he to several of us one chilly evening, as we sat around the open fireplace, "is the greatest treatise on humanity ever written. Go with me to-day to any city in any country in Christendom, and I'll show you a man walk up the steps of his church on Sunday who thanks God that he's better than his neighbor. But you needn't go so far if you don't want to. I reckon if I could see myself, I might show symptoms of it occasionally. Sis here thanks God daily that she is better than that Barnes girl who cut her out of Amos Alexander. Now, don't you deny it, for you know it's gospel truth! And that book is reliable on lots of other things. Take marriage, for instance. It is just as natural for men and women to mate at the proper time, as it is for steers to shed in the spring. But there's no necessity of making all this fuss about it. The Bible way discounts all these modern methods. 'He took unto himself a wife' is the way it describes such events. But now such an occurrence has to be announced, months in advance. And after the wedding is over, in less than a year sometimes, they are glad to sneak off and get the bond dissolved in some divorce court, like I did with my second wife." All of us about the ranch, including Miss Jean, knew that the old ranchero's views on matrimony could be obtained by leading up to the question, or differing, as occasion required. So, just to hear him talk on his favorite theme, I said: "Uncle Lance, you must recollect this is a different generation. Now, I've read books"-- "So have I. But it's different in real life. Now, in those novels you have read, the poor devil is nearly worried to death for fear he'll not get her. There's a hundred
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BUDDHA'S TOOTH

BUDDHA'S TOOTH

The author or authors assert their moral right under the Copyright, Designs and Patents Act, 1988, to be identified as the author or authors of this work. All Rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, copied, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted, in any form or by any means, without the prior written consent of the copyright holder, nor be otherwise circulated in any form of binding or cover other than that in which it is published and without a similar condition being imposed on the subsequent purchaser. . www.buddhasauthor.com 3 -Foreword- Some people are born to be heroes. Some people earn it through years of trying. Allow me to introduce you to three likely lads who had heroism strangely dropped on their heads. Please enjoy the first adventures of Nicholas (Nick) Godfrey, Stuart, (Stu) Wilson, and Peter Harris (Spock). Three unattached, English, horny, mid thirty-year-old lads on holiday, as they almost battle against evil forces, almost rescue damsels in
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A CONVENIENT SOLUTION

A CONVENIENT SOLUTION

The old man sitting before the exquisitely carved oak table took a deep breath – his pen poised over the official parchment before him. Beside it sat a small purse of coins. It was a reasonable price given the gift at his disposal. He ran his hand through thinning grey hair, his heavy, pouched eyes straining to make out the characters on the page. His name was Guichard, and he was the current Bishop of Troyes – an important appointment by most people’s reckoning. But his greatest disappointment was the contempt in which he was held by his townspeople. He looked at the purse again, and then slowly tipped its contents onto the table. Twelve coins. What was that, really? Compared to the post he was giving, it was nothing. The recipient would be set for life - as would his family. What price could you put on that? And his enemies accused him of simony! Well, they could call it what they liked – those ill-bred, uneducated buffoons. He was the Bishop, and he was far from being the only churchman in Christendom to do it. In fact, it would be considered arrogant of him not to. Besides - his decision was God’s decision. Anyone who challenged that was a heretic. He stood slowly, his back bent from the pain in his joints and his knees stiff from sitting too long at his table. As the sun came out from behind a cloud it cast a beam through the Palace window and onto the Bishop's face. He looked out at the unfinished apse of his Cathedral, another irritation to add to his woes. It was a sorry state of affairs for a Bishopric of this standing. Nearly one hundred years of building – including the setback of the Great Storm in
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BIMAT

BIMAT

paying the double price of smashed hopes at home and death and corruption in Vietnam. I speak as a citizen of the world, for the world as it stands aghast at the path we have taken. I speak as an American to the leaders of my own nation. The great initiative in this war is ours. The initiative to stop it must be ours. Dr Martin Luther King, Jr. The Trumpet of Conscience, 1967. Di ra môt ngày, vê môt sàng khôn (translated) Go out one day, and come back with a basket full of knowledge. An ancient Vietnamese proverb ‘Ca Dao’ Don’t grumble or complain son. There are many people a lot worse off than you: Son, weak people make excuses, but it’s weaker people whom accept them: 2 She was a wise old bird, my old mum ‘Pearl Nielsen.’ Friends are like angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly: Vicky Eggleton, 1944-2007 favourite Aunt. With nearly seven, billion people, over 250 countries and 22 main religions, but only 1 life and 1 sick planet. Use one wisely to heal the other: The world is a fine place and worth fighting for and I’d hate very much to leave it: Earnest Hemingway
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CHALICE

CHALICE

3 -Foreword- he world already has Bond: James Bond. Jones: Indiana Man: Super, Spider and Bat. Now meet the next generation of super heroes as they begin their second adventure in South East Asia, once again thwarting the plans of some very dodgy characters in the face of adversity. Stu, Spock, Nick and Pon, who can crush an empty beer can with one hand, leap from a girl‘s bedroom in a single bound. Emit lethal methane flames sometimes without scorching arse hairs; once again face their adversaries in the land of smiles (Thailand) and the beautiful and friendly country of Cambodia. Enjoy the adventure as they unknowingly enter once again into a deadly chase to recover a holy relic and solve an age old mystery. All this they achieve whilst undergoing a metamorphism from being juiced, through spannered and shitfaced to totally wankered, by taking the magic potion
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A HAPPY BOY

A HAPPY BOY

CHAPTER XII............................................................................................................. 84 CHAPTER I. His name was Oyvind, and he cried when he was born. But no sooner did he sit up on his mother's lap than he laughed, and when the candle was lit in the evening the room rang with his laughter, but he cried when he was not allowed to reach it. "Something remarkable will come of that boy!" said the mother. A barren cliff, not a very high one, though, overhung the house where he was born; fir and birch looked down upon the roof, the bird-cherry strewed flowers over it. And on the roof was a little goat belonging to Oyvind; it was kept there that it might not wander away, and Oyvind bore leaves and grass up to it. One fine day the goat leaped down and was off to the cliff; it went straight up and soon stood where it had never been before. Oyvind did not see the goat when he came out in the afternoon, and thought at once of the fox. He grew hot all over, and gazing about him, cried,-- "Killy-killy-killy-killy-goat!" "Ba-a-a-a!" answered the goat, from the brow of the hill, putting its head on one side and peering down. At the side of the goat there was kneeling a little girl. "Is this goat yours?" asked she. Oyvind opened wide his mouth and eyes, thrust both hands into his pants and said,-- "Who are you?" "I am Marit, mother's young one, father's fiddle, the hulder of the house, granddaughter to Ola Nordistuen of the Heidegards, four years old in the autumn, two days after the frost nights--I am!"
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WHAT TO DO IF TRAPPED IN A LIFT WITH A DENTIST

WHAT TO DO IF TRAPPED IN A LIFT WITH A DENTIST

“Oh shit! Mark's in there!” Then I thought “Hang on, no he isn't.”Then I thought “If he's not in there, what is in the coffin?”I was suddenly stuck in a metaphysical paradoxand as a man chanted the meaningless liturgies and platitudesmy mind was racing in all directions at once.At the end of the pointless service of empty words and false comfortsI realised that I'd cried enough to leave a large puddle on the stone floorand it struck me as odd that my face could contain that much liquidand also, absurdly, that perhaps I should offer to clear it up.Throughout the service I looked fixedly at the back of the pew in front - anywhere but the coffin.Why do they put kids in white coffins? It's a fucking horrible thing to do.I seems to say “This person never had a life”.Small coffins are bad enough anyway but don't use white ones.Afterwards, all the adults were stuffing their faces with food and drink,and laughing and joking. I was really puzzled and angry.“Hang on,” I wanted to shout, “we've just cremated an eleven year old boy,what the fuck are you doing?”Now I understand: they ate and drank to experience somethingto use their senses, to feel alive.They laughed and joked about trivial thingsbecause nobody wanted to talk about why we were gathered there and what had just happenedbecause there were no words to speak.Now I understand - it's known as displacement.Twenty three years later I understand all too well.At the time I didn't, couldn't, didn't want to,delete as applicable.So I went outside and sat alone in the middle of a large field.It seemed like days, that half an hour, and it changed me forever.Never such innocence again.I looked up at the sky and shouted aloud“Okay, you bastard, explain this one.”
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A MSSIAH

A MSSIAH

she? A mystery, and proud to be so. She moved me, and that is all that matters. That sheexisted and touched the lives of others. Do I mourn at her passing? Oh yes, I miss her so.And yet, and yet. She is not gone.LIGHTS COME UP SLOWLY, REVEALING A ‘WOMEN’S PEACE CAMP’ OUTSIDE A MILITARYBASE, AS JUDY ENTERS.PETRA: Hi, Judy.JUDY: Hi, Petra, what 's happening ?PETRA: The story so far ? Evolution. Getting smart, slow but steady. Knocked down, dragged backnow and again, still climbing.JUDY: Where are we going ?PETRA: Who knows.JUDY: Where have we been ?PETRA: Well, pay your regards to Ramapithecus, Homo Habilis, Homo Erectus, Homo Neanderthal,and Homo Sapiens, with a kindly nod to our cousins, the madames Australopithecus. Wave ahand to barbarism, feudalism, imperialism, fascism, communism and feminism.JUDY: Yeah ? What about sadism and masochism ?PETRA: Said it, fascism and communism. Spare a thought for Jehovah, Zeus, Odin, Ra, Vishnu,Jupiter.JUDY: Roll up ! Roll up ! Take your pick !PETRA: A god a day keeps the devil at bay. Who 's your chosen one, one, Judy ?JUDY : God ? Give me a gun. It's all bullshit, howling at the moon.SINGING FROM OFF-STAGE CATCHES THEIR ATTENTION.JUDY: It's Mad Donna. Pleased with the world. You be nice to her.JUDY: As always.DONNA, HEAVY WITH CHILD, ENTERS.PETRA: Hi, Donna.DONNA: Hal-lo, girls.JUDY PACES ROUND DONNA, TAKING IN THE FACT OF HER PREGNANCY.JUDY: Got yourself knocked up, I see.DONNA : (PROUDLY) My baby. (SHE PATS HER BULGE)
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1 A VISIT FROM A PEN PAL

1 A VISIT FROM A PEN PAL

Ex: The primary reason for advertising is to sell more goods. (Lý do chính của việc quảng cáo là để bán được nhiều hàng hơn.) compulsory (adj): bắt buộc; cưỡng bức Ex: Is English a compulsory subject? (Tiếng Anh có phải là môn học bắt buộc không?) -> compulsion (n): sự ép buộc; sự cưỡng bức -> to compel (v): buộc, bắt buộc ghost (n): ma; bóng ma Ex: Do you believe in ghosts? (Bạn có tin là có ma không?) Website học trực tuyến – www.videobook.vn monster (n): quái vật; yêu quái to hold (v) (pt, pp held): tổ chức Ex: The presidential election was held on April 26. (Cuộc bầu cử tổng thống đã được tổ chức vào ngày 26 tháng 4.) farewell party (n): tiệc/ cuộc liên hoan chia tay to wish (v): ước; mong ước Ex: I wish I was rich! (Ước gì tôi giàu!)
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CÚM A H1N1

CÚM A H1N1

CHOTANI © 2009. Rashid A. Chotani, MD, MPH, DTMAdjunct Assistant ProfessorUniformed Services University of the Health Sciences (USUHS)240-367-5370chotani@gmail.comJust-in-Time LectureCúm A(H1N1) (Cúm heo): Sự Bộc Phát Dịch Toàn Cầu (Version 7, first JIT lecture issued April 26; Lecture Updated Daily)Saturday, May 2, 2009CHOTANI © 2009. The Author acknowledges the efforts, hard work and diligence for hosting this lecture, web-management & translations and thanks the entire Supercourse Team, specially the following. Dr. Ronald E. LaPorte, University of Pittsburgh, USA Dr. Eugene Shubnikov, Novosibirsk, AcademicCity, Russia Dr. Faina Linkov, University of Pittsburgh, USA Dr. Mita Lovalekar, University of Pittsburgh, USA Dr. Nicolás Padilla Raygoza, Universidad de Guanajuato, México Dr. Ali Ardalan, Tehran University of Medical Sciences, Iran Dr. Mehrdad Mohajery, Tehran University of Medical Sciences, Iran Dr. Seyed Amir Ebrahimzadeh, Tehran University of Medical Sciences, Iran Dr. Nasrin Rahimian, Tehran University of Medical Sciences, Iran Dr. Mohd Hasni , University of Kebangsaan, Malaysia Dr. Kawkab Shishani, The Hashemite University, Jordan Dr. Nesrine Ezzat Abdlkarim, Beirut Arab University, Lebanon Dr. Khowlah Almohaini, University of Pittsburgh, USA Dr. Duc Nguyen, University of Texas, USADr. Elisaveta Jasna Stikova, University “Ss. Cyril and Methodius”, Skopje, MacedoniaDr. Michèle CAZAUBON, Secrétaire Gle de la Société Française d' Angéiologie, FranceIt is truly a global effort
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THIRTY_YEARS_OF_MERGERS_AND_ACQUISITIONS_RESEARCH-2006

THIRTY_YEARS_OF_MERGERS_AND_ACQUISITIONS_RESEARCH-2006

(Cartwright, 2005).Our initial aim in compiling this Special Issue was to reflect the multi-disciplinarynature of M&A, consistent with the scope of the British Journal of Management, and to bringtogether a collection of high quality papers which captured a range of different perspectivesand modes of inquiry. As we discuss below, M&A research has tended to develop alongdiscipline-based lines and this has brought detailed insights into a number of importantaspects. However, it is arguable that this specialization has been at the cost of developing amore holistic understanding of what determines their performance and what consequencesthey bring.The papers for this issue arose from two routes. A symposium linked to the SpecialIssue was held at the 2004 British Academy of Management Annual Conference in StAndrews. The symposium featured six contributions, selected for their diversity ofperspectives and methodologies, which were subsequently entered into the review process forthis volume. These papers were supplemented by submissions made directly in response tothe Call for Papers that appeared in Volume 15 of the British Journal of Management.We were extremely encouraged by the high level of submissions received, particularlythe number of papers emanating from mainland Europe and Australasia. In total 34submissions were received, representing 15 countries. Following a rigorous review processinvolving many of the leading scholars in the field, we are delighted with the contributionswhich form this issue. Our thanks go to the many reviewers who provided detailed,constructive and timely comments on the manuscripts. We are also grateful to all the authorswho submitted their work and contributed to the quality of the Special Issue.The final selection was difficult and was based on the individual quality of thesubmission, irrespective of the discipline from which it emanated. Consequently, there is arather stronger focus on integration and integration process variables than the more traditionalperspectives on M&A activity. This, we consider, is an encouraging reflection on theadvances in M&A research that are currently taking place.Recent Advances and ContributionsAs M&A research has developed largely along disciplinary lines, finance scholars haveprimarily focused on the issue of whether acquisitions are wealth creating or wealth reducing
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A DOLL'S HOUSE

A DOLL'S HOUSE

Porter. Sixpence. Nora. There is a shilling. No, keep the change. (The PORTER thanks her, and goes out. NORA shuts the door. She is laughing to herself, as she takes off her hat and coat. She takes a packet of macaroons from her pocket and eats one or two; then goes cautiously to her husband's door and listens.) Yes, he is in. (Still humming, she goes to the table on the right.) Helmer (calls out from his room). Is that my little lark twittering out there? Nora (busy opening some of the parcels). Yes, it is! Helmer. Is it my little squirrel bustling about? Nora. Yes! Helmer. When did my squirrel come home? Nora. Just now. (Puts the bag of macaroons into her pocket and wipes her mouth.) Come in here, Torvald, and see what I have bought. Helmer. Don't disturb me. (A little later, he opens the door and looks into the room, pen in hand.) Bought, did you say? All these things? Has my little spendthrift been wasting money again? Nora. Yes but, Torvald, this year we really can let ourselves go a little. This is the first Christmas that we have not needed to economise. Helmer. Still, you know, we can't spend money recklessly. Nora. Yes, Torvald, we may be a wee bit more reckless now, mayn't we? Just a tiny wee bit! You are going to have a big salary and earn lots and lots of money. Helmer. Yes, after the New Year; but then it will be a whole quarter before the salary is due. Nora. Pooh! we can borrow until then. Helmer. Nora! (Goes up to her and takes her playfully by the ear.) The same little featherhead! Suppose, now, that I borrowed fifty pounds today, and you spent it all in the Christmas week, and then on New Year's Eve a slate fell on my head and killed me, and-- Nora (putting her hands over his mouth). Oh! don't say such horrid things. Helmer. Still, suppose that happened,--what then?
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A MAN'S WOMAN

A MAN'S WOMAN

To the south and east, about a quarter of a mile from the tent, the pressure of the floes had thrown up an enormous ridge of shattered ice-cakes, a mound, a long hill of blue-green slabs and blocks huddling together at every conceivable angle. It was nearly twenty feet in height, quite the highest point that Bennett could discover. Scrambling and climbing over countless other ridges that intervened, he made his way to it, ascended it almost on hands and knees, and, standing upon its highest point, looked long and carefully to the southward. A wilderness beyond all thought, words, or imagination desolate stretched out before him there forever and forever—ice, ice, ice, fields and floes of ice, laying themselves out under that gloomy sky, league after league, endless, sombre, infinitely vast, infinitely formidable. But now it was no longer the smooth ice over which the expedition had for so long been travelling. In every direction, intersecting one another at ten thousand points, crossing and recrossing, weaving a gigantic, bewildering network of gashed, jagged, splintered ice-blocks, ran the pressure-ridges and hummocks. In places a score or more of these ridges had been wedged together to form one huge field of broken slabs of ice miles in width, miles in length. From horizon to horizon there was no level place, no open water, no pathway. The view to the southward resembled a tempest-tossed ocean suddenly frozen. One of these ridges Bennett had just climbed, and upon it he now stood. Even for him, unencumbered, carrying no weight, the climb had been difficult; more than once he had slipped and fallen. At times he had been obliged to go forward almost on his hands and knees. And yet it was across that jungle of ice, that unspeakable tangle of blue-green slabs and cakes and blocks, that the expedition must now advance, dragging its boats, its sledges, its provisions, instruments, and baggage.
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THUẬT NGỮ HÀNG HẢI A

THUẬT NGỮ HÀNG HẢI A

Airtight ['eətait] Kín khíAirtight packing ['eətait 'pækiη] Joăng kín khíAirtight test ['eətait test] Cuộc thử kín khíAlarm bell [ə'l :mɑ bel ] Chuông báo độngAlarm circuit [ə'l :mɑ 'sə:kit] Mạch báo động4   THU T NG K THU T ANH – VI T Ậ Ữ Ỹ Ậ Ệ   A - AAlarm device [ə'l :mɑ di'vais] Thiết bị báo động, cơ cấu báo độngAlarm lamp [ə'l :mɑ læmp] Đèn báo độngAlarm system [ə'l :mɑ 'sistəm] Hệ thống báo độngAlcohol [ 'ælkəh l]ɔ Rượu, cồnAlignment [ə'lainmənt] Sự định tâmAlignment of bearings [ə'lainmənt vɔ beə] Định tâm ổ đỡAlkali [ 'ælkəlai] Chất kiềm (Bazo)Alkaline ['ælkəlain] KiềmAlkaline accumulator battery['ælkəlain ə'kju:mjuleitə 'bætəri]Ắc qui kiềmAlkaling (storage) battery ['ælkəling 'st :ridɔ ʒ 'bætəri]Ắc qui kiềmAlleyway ['æliwei] Lối đi, hành langAllowable angle [ə'lauəbl 'æηgl] Góc cho phépAllowable axial compressive stress[ə'lauəbl 'æksiəl kəm'pres stres]Ứng suất nén dọc trục cho phépAllowable compressive stress[ə'lauəbl kəm'pres stres]Ứng suất nén cho phép
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CHANGING COLOURS OF A DIALOG

CHANGING COLOURS OF A DIALOG

(Các bạn tập tham khảo các hàm API bằng tiếng Anh cho quen, vì chắc chắn rất tiện lợi cho bạn sau này)The CreateSolidBrush function creates a logical brush that has the specified solid color. HBRUSH CreateSolidBrush( COLORREF crColor // brush color value ); ParameterscrColorSpecifies the color of the brush. Return ValuesIf the function succeeds, the return value identifies a logical brush.If the function fails, the return value is NULL. RemarksA solid brush is a bitmap that Windows uses to paint the interiors of filled shapes. After an application creates a brush by calling CreateSolidBrush, it can select that brush into any device context by calling the SelectObject function.Trong phần xử lý thông điệp WM_CTLCOLORDLG ta cho giá trị trả về là brush mà ta đã cài đặt.Trong phần xử lý các thông điệp liên quan như WM_CTLCOLORSTATIC vân vân, ta co thể dùng SetBkMode, SetBkColor, SetTextColor để thay đổi màu sắc của control mà thông điệp chịu trách nhiệm.Các hàm này có ý nghĩa sau:Chức năng của hàm SetBkMode là set một kiểu pha trộn bkground của DC ta chỉ định. Kiểu pha trộn Bkground (background mix mode) được sử dụng với texts, hatched brushes và các lọai pen ko phải để vẽ line “đặc” (solid). Nó tác dụng đến các lọai line vẽ- sử dụng một pen bởi hàm cài đặt là CreatePen . SetBkMode ko gây ảnh hưởng đến lines sử dụng hàm cài đặt ExtCreatePen.Chức năng của hàm SetBkColor là set một bkground color hiện hành hay là màu tự nhiên gần nhất nếu device ko miêu tả giá trị màu được chỉ định. Hàm này lắp các kẻ hở giữa các lines vẽ được định mẫu sử dụng hàm CreatePen để cài đặt.
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 THƯƠNG HIỆU TRONG M&A

THƯƠNG HIỆU TRONG M&A

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