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http://www.spokesman.com/stories/2015/nov/03/freeze-expected-tonight-in-inland-nw/
The Spokesman-Review
November 3, 2015 in City
Freeze expected tonight in Inland NW
Mike Prager The Spokesman-Review
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An influx of colder dry air from Canada today is expected to set the stage for the first widespread freeze of the fall season in the Spokane region.
A mild autumn has been responsible for bringing a first freeze that is at least three weeks later than average in the Spokane area.
Outlying locations and some spots in the city have already seen their first frosts.
The National Weather Service is calling for lows of about 29 in Spokane and Coeur d’Alene tonight with lows near 30 to 32 degrees on Wednesday and Thursday nights.
Highs should be in the low to middle 40s for the next several days, which is a little below normal for this time of year.
A weak cold front is going to bring a small chance of snow showers early Thursday, but any showers would change to rain after 10 a.m.
More stormy weather is in the forecast for the region this weekend.
Also in the weather, several locales in the Inland Northwest broke all-time records for a warm October.
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JOURNAL ARCHIVE: - posted by H.V.O.M - Kerry Wayne Burgess 01:25 AM Pacific Time Spokane Valley Washington USA Wednesday 04 November 2015 - http://hvom.blogspot.com/2015/11/visitation.html
http://gateworld.net/universe/s2/transcripts/209.shtml
GateWorld
STARGATE UNIVERSE
VISITATION
EPISODE NUMBER - 209
ORIGINAL U.S. AIR DATE - 11.23.10
Shortly afterwards, with a blanket around him, Caine walks onto the Observation Deck with Tamara. He gazes in awe at the F.T.L. vortex ahead of him.
CAINE: Wow.
(The two of them walk to the front bench and sit down on it.)
CAINE: I forgot how beautiful this view was.
JOHANSEN: Maybe they were just giving you the chance to see it one more time, or to say goodbye to all of us.
CAINE: This isn't me - at least, not the man I was. That's what Doctor Rush was trying to tell me in his own way. I just didn't believe him.
(He shudders repeatedly, unable to get warm.)
CAINE: This body's nothing but a shadow - not reborn but reanimated, and not by God but by beings who can rebuild a man's body ... but not his soul.
(He gazes out at the vortex.)
CAINE: Maybe that's what you and Colonel Young were sensing.
(He pulls the blanket tighter around him as T.J. smiles a little and looks at him.)
JOHANSEN: I don't feel that way now.
(Shivering, he looks across at her.)
CAINE: It's kind of you to say. But even though I have his thoughts, and some of his memories, I'm not the Robert Caine that God made.
http://gateworld.net/universe/s2/transcripts/209.shtml
GateWorld
STARGATE UNIVERSE
VISITATION
EPISODE NUMBER - 209
ORIGINAL U.S. AIR DATE - 11.23.10
Eli has watched the footage from the Kino found in the shuttle, and has called Young, Camille and Nicholas to his room to watch. They stand nearby as he sets the footage going again. Inside the shuttle the Kino turns to focus on Robert Caine sitting on the floor.
CAINE (weakly): If anyone's listening, help us.
(He pulls in an agonised breath as the Kino draws closer to him.)
CAINE: Help us. Please. I don't wanna die. Help.
(Behind him, a bright glow appears outside the front window. Gasping, Robert brushes aside the blanket covering his head and turns to look out of the window. The glow becomes brighter and envelops the entire ship, and the screen fills with white light.)
(The footage ends.
From 11/20/1910 To 11/23/2010 is 36528 days
36528 = 18264 + 18264
From 11/2/1965 To 11/4/2015 is 18264 days
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November 1910
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The following events occurred in November 1910:
November 20, 1910 (Sunday)
Died: Leo Tolstoy, 82, celebrated as one of Russia's greatest authors.
http://www.britannica.com/biography/Leo-Tolstoy
Encyclopædia Britannica
Leo Tolstoy
Russian writer
Leo Tolstoy, Tolstoy also spelled Tolstoi, Russian in full Lev Nikolayevich, Graf (count) Tolstoy (born August 28 [September 9, New Style], 1828, Yasnaya Polyana, Tula province, Russian Empire—died November 7 [November 20], 1910, Astapovo, Ryazan province), Russian author, a master of realistic fiction and one of the world’s greatest novelists.
Tolstoy is best known for his two longest works, War and Peace (1865–69) and Anna Karenina (1875–77), which are commonly regarded as among the finest novels ever written. War and Peace in particular seems virtually to define this form for many readers and critics. Among Tolstoy’s shorter works, The Death of Ivan Ilyich (1886) is usually classed among the best examples of the novella. Especially during his last three decades Tolstoy also achieved world renown as a moral and religious teacher. His doctrine of nonresistance to evil had an important influence on Gandhi. Although Tolstoy’s religious ideas no longer command the respect they once did, interest in his life and personality has, if anything, increased over the years.
Most readers will agree with the assessment of the 19th-century British poet and critic Matthew Arnold that a novel by Tolstoy is not a work of art but a piece of life; the Russian author Isaak Babel commented that, if the world could write by itself, it would write like Tolstoy. Critics of diverse schools have agreed that somehow Tolstoy’s works seem to elude all artifice. Most have stressed his ability to observe the smallest changes of consciousness and to record the slightest movements of the body. What another novelist would describe as a single act of consciousness, Tolstoy convincingly breaks down into a series of infinitesimally small steps. According to the English writer Virginia Woolf, who took for granted that Tolstoy was “the greatest of all novelists,” these observational powers elicited a kind of fear in readers, who “wish to escape from the gaze which Tolstoy fixes on us.” Those who visited Tolstoy as an old man also reported feelings of great discomfort when he appeared to understand their unspoken thoughts. It was commonplace to describe him as godlike in his powers and titanic in his struggles to escape the limitations of the human condition. Some viewed Tolstoy as the embodiment of nature and pure vitality, others saw him as the incarnation of the world’s conscience, but for almost all who knew him or read his works, he was not just one of the greatest writers who ever lived but a living symbol of the search for life’s meaning.
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From 7/27/2010 to 3/16/2013 ( --- ) is 963 days
From 3/16/2013 ( --- ) to 11/4/2015 is 963 days
From 9/25/1989 ( premiere US TV series episode "Star Trek: The Next Generation"::"Evolution" ) To 11/4/2015 is 9536 days
9536 = 4768 + 4768
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers Oklahoma USA as Kerry Burgess ) To 11/22/1978 ( premiere US film "Same Time, Next Year" ) is 4768 days
From 11/20/1910 ( Leo Tolstoy deceased ) To 11/23/2010 ( premiere US TV series episode "Stargate Universe"::"Visitation" ) is 36528 days
36528 = 18264 + 18264
From 11/2/1965 ( my known birth date in Antlers Oklahoma USA as Kerry Burgess ) To 11/4/2015 is 18264 days
http://www.spokesman.com/stories/2015/nov/04/photo-first-frost/
The Spokesman-Review
LOCAL NEWS
Frost forms on the edges of a maple leaf at the Dwight Merkel Sports Complex in north Spokane on Wednesday, Nov. 4, 2015.
WEDNESDAY, NOV. 4, 2015, 1:27 P.M.
Photo: First frost
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Same Time, Next Year (1978)
Release Info
USA 22 November 1978 (New York City, New York)
http://www.startrek.com/database_article/evolution
STAR TREK
Evolution
Star Trek: The Next Generation
Season: 3 Ep. 1
Air Date: 09/25/1989
http://www.tv.com/shows/halt-and-catch-fire/and-she-was-3412915/
tv.com
Halt and Catch Fire Season 3 Episode 6
And She Was
Aired Tuesday 10:00 PM Sep 20, 2016 on AMC
AIRED: 9/20/16
http://www.springfieldspringfield.co.uk/view_episode_scripts.php?tv-show=halt-and-catch-fire-2014&episode=s03e06
Springfield! Springfield!
Halt and Catch Fire
And She Was
I forget how I ended up here.
I have enjoyed our time together, Doris.
Gracias.
Well, thank you for saving me.
You don't strike me much like a woman needs saving.
http://www.springfieldspringfield.co.uk/view_episode_scripts.php?tv-show=halt-and-catch-fire-2014&episode=s03e06
Springfield! Springfield!
Halt and Catch Fire
And She Was
Not the night I was expecting.
Nor I.
http://www.chakoteya.net/movies/movie8.html
Star Trek: First Contact (1996)
PICARD: So you can imagine, my dear, I have a somewhat unique perspective on the Borg
JOURNAL ARCHIVE: - posted by H.V.O.M - Kerry Wayne Burgess 10:57 PM Pacific Time Spokane Valley Washington USA Tuesday 06 September 2016 - http://hvom.blogspot.com/2016/09/ascension.html
Ascension
JOURNAL ARCHIVE: 07/27/10 9:23 PM
I wrote once about that new uniform. I think that is the one where they add the collar to the uniform.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Evolution_(Star_Trek:_The_Next_Generation)
Evolution (Star Trek: The Next Generation)
"Evolution" is the 49th episode of the science fiction television series Star Trek: The Next Generation and the first episode of the show's third season. It was first broadcast on September 25, 1989. It was the first episode written by Michael Piller, who became the head of the writing staff four episodes later. Piller went on to co-create and executive produce both Star Trek: Deep Space Nine and Star Trek: Voyager.
The episode re-introduced Gates McFadden as Chief Medical Officer Beverly Crusher, who had been replaced for the second season by Katherine Pulaski played by Diana Muldaur. Also, in this episode the ship's Chief Engineer, Geordi La Forge, was shown to have been recently promoted to Lieutenant Commander and Klingon Chief of Security Worf was made a full Lieutenant. It also marked the first appearance of the redesigned two-piece Starfleet uniforms which would be used for the rest of the series.
In this episode, escaped nanites threaten the Federation Starfleet starship USS Enterprise as well as its critical research mission, thereby jeopardizing the entire mission.
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JOURNAL ARCHIVE: - posted by H.V.O.M - Kerry Wayne Burgess 10:23 PM Pacific Time Spokane Valley Washington USA Tuesday 06 September 2016 - http://hvom.blogspot.com/2016/09/evolution.html
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JOURNAL ARCHIVE: From: Kerry Burgess
To: Kerry Burgess
Sent: Wed, May 17, 2006 12:52:07 PM
Subject: Star Trek: TNG: Shades of Gray, July 17, 1989
[Weird how familar is this episode.
Also, I was thinking about something someone said to me, I think it was in 1989. She commented on how I always wore shirts with collars. I think it was in late 1989, with the start of season 3, when they changed the Starfleet uniforms to have collars.
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http://memory-alpha.org/wiki/Evolution_(episode)
Evolution (episode)
TNG, Episode 3x01
Production number: 40273-150
First aired: 25 September 1989
Dr. Stubbs has now gone down to the computer core, where Data, La Forge and Wesley are working. Crusher reports that they are trying low gamma bursts in an effort to slow down the productivity of the nanites. Stubbs asks if they have tried a high level charge but Data replies a high level charge will kill them. "I know," Stubbs says, taking out an energy weapon and firing on the core with high intensity gamma radiation. Data grabs the doctor, stopping him before he can do any more damage.
In his ready room, Captain Picard is discussing the situation with Commander Riker. He says he cannot get the story of Gulliver out of his head. He wonders how much longer they have to wait. Riker says they can continue to bypass the section of the computer that is affected, but the nanites are soon spreading through the whole ship. Suddenly, Picard smells a change in the air - the bridge is being flooded with toxic levels of nitrogen oxide, a reaction to the attack by Stubbs. La Forge soon fixes the problem and the gas is vented but the bridge continues to suffer malfunctions, with lights flashing on and off and consoles activating and deactivating. The next moment, Worf arrives on the bridge, along with Stubbs and Data. He informs Picard of Stubbs' actions and that all the nanites in the upper core have been killed.
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Leo Tolstoy
Polikushka
Or, The Lot of a Wicked Court Servant.
CHAPTER I.
Polikey was a court man--one of the staff of servants belonging to the court household of a boyarinia [lady of nobility].
He held a very insignificant position on the estate, and lived in a rather poor, small house with his wife and children.
The house was built by the deceased nobleman whose widow he still continued to serve, and may be described as follows: The four walls surrounding the one izba (room) were built of stone, and the interior was ten yards square. A Russian stove stood in the centre, around which was a free passage. Each corner was fenced off as a separate inclosure to the extent of several feet, and the one nearest to the door (the smallest of all) was known as "Polikey's corner." Elsewhere in the room stood the bed (with quilt, sheet, and cotton pillows), the cradle (with a baby lying therein), and the three-legged table, on which the meals were prepared and the family washing was done. At the latter also Polikey was at work on the preparation of some materials for use in his profession--that of an amateur veterinary surgeon. A calf, some hens, the family clothes and household utensils, together with seven persons, filled the little home to the utmost of its capacity. It would indeed have been almost impossible for them to move around had it not been for the convenience of the stove, on which some of them slept at night, and which served as a table in the day-time.
It seemed hard to realize how so many persons managed to live in such close quarters.
Polikey's wife, Akulina, did the washing, spun and wove, bleached her linen, cooked and baked, and found time also to quarrel and gossip with her neighbors.
The monthly allowance of food which they received from the noblewoman's house was amply sufficient for the whole family, and there was always enough meal left to make mash for the cow. Their fuel they got free, and likewise the food for the cattle. In addition they were given a small piece of land on which to raise vegetables. They had a cow, a calf, and a number of chickens to care for.
Polikey was employed in the stables to take care of two stallions, and, when necessary, to bleed the horses and cattle and clean their hoofs.
In his treatment of the animals he used syringes, plasters, and various other remedies and appliances of his own invention. For these services he received whatever provisions were required by his family, and a certain sum of money--all of which would have been sufficient to enable them to live comfortably and even happily, if their hearts had not been filled with the shadow of a great sorrow.
This shadow darkened the lives of the entire family.
Polikey, while young, was employed in a horse-breeding establishment in a neighboring village. The head stableman was a notorious horse-thief, known far and wide as a great rogue, who, for his many misdeeds, was finally exiled to Siberia. Under his instruction Polikey underwent a course of training, and, being but a boy, was easily induced to perform many evil deeds. He became so expert in the various kinds of wickedness practiced by his teacher that, though he many times would gladly have abandoned his evil ways, he could not, owing to the great hold these early-formed habits had upon him. His father and mother died when he was but a child, and he had no one to point out to him the paths of virtue.
In addition to his other numerous shortcomings, Polikey was fond of strong drink. He also had a habit of appropriating other people's property, when the opportunity offered of his doing so without being seen. Collar-straps, padlocks, perch-bolts, and things even of greater value belonging to others found their way with remarkable rapidity and in great quantities to Polikey's home. He did not, however, keep such things for his own use, but sold them whenever he could find a purchaser. His payment consisted chiefly of whiskey, though sometimes he received cash.
This sort of employment, as his neighbors said, was both light and profitable; it required neither education nor labor. It had one drawback, however, which was calculated to reconcile his victims to their losses: Though he could for a time have all his needs supplied without expending either labor or money, there was always the possibility of his methods being discovered; and this result was sure to be followed by a long term of imprisonment. This impending danger made life a burden for Polikey and his family.
Such a setback indeed very nearly happened to Polikey early in his career. He married while still young, and God gave him much happiness. His wife, who was a shepherd's daughter, was a strong, intelligent, hard-working woman. She bore him many children, each of whom was said to be better than the preceding one.
Polikey still continued to steal, but once was caught with some small articles belonging to others in his possession. Among them was a pair of leather reins, the property of another peasant, who beat him severely and reported him to his mistress.
From that time on Polikey was an object of suspicion, and he was twice again detected in similar escapades. By this time the people began to abuse him, and the clerk of the court threatened to recruit him into the army as a soldier (which is regarded by the peasants as a great punishment and disgrace). His noble mistress severely reprimanded him; his wife wept from grief for his downfall, and everything went from bad to worse.
Polikey, notwithstanding his weakness, was a good-natured sort of man, but his love of strong drink had so overcome every moral instinct that at times he was scarcely responsible for his actions. This habit he vainly endeavored to overcome. It often happened that when he returned home intoxicated, his wife, losing all patience, roundly cursed him and cruelly beat him. At times he would cry like a child, and bemoan his fate, saying: "Unfortunate man that I am, what shall I do? Let my eyes burst into pieces if I do not forever give up the vile habit! I will not again touch vodki."
In spite of all his promises of reform, but a short period (perhaps a month) would elapse when Polikey would again mysteriously disappear from his home and be lost for several days on a spree.
"From what source does he get the money he spends so freely?" the neighbors inquired of each other, as they sadly shook their heads.
One of his most unfortunate exploits in the matter of stealing was in connection with a clock which belonged to the estate of his mistress. The clock stood in the private office of the noblewoman, and was so old as to have outlived its usefulness, and was simply kept as an heirloom. It so happened that Polikey went into the office one day when no one was present but himself, and, seeing the old clock, it seemed to possess a peculiar fascination for him, and he speedily transferred it to his person. He carried it to a town not far from the village, where he very readily found a purchaser.
As if purposely to secure his punishment, it happened that the storekeeper to whom he sold it proved to be a relative of one of the court servants, and who, when he visited his friend on the next holiday, related all about his purchase of the clock.
An investigation was immediately instituted, and all the details of Polikey's transaction were brought to light and reported to his noble mistress. He was called into her presence, and, when confronted with the story of the theft, broke down and confessed all. He fell on his knees before the noblewoman and plead with her for mercy. The kind-hearted lady lectured him about God, the salvation of his soul, and his future life. She talked to him also about the misery and disgrace he brought upon his family, and altogether so worked upon his feelings that he cried like a child. In conclusion his kind mistress said: "I will forgive you this time on the condition that you promise faithfully to reform, and never again to take what does not belong to you."
Polikey, still weeping, replied: "I will never steal again in all my life, and if I break my promise may the earth open and swallow me up, and let my body be burned with red-hot irons!"
Polikey returned to his home, and throwing himself on the oven spent the entire day weeping and repeating the promise made to his mistress.
From that time on he was not again caught stealing, but his life became extremely sad, for he was regarded with suspicion by every one and pointed to as a thief.
When the time came round for securing recruits for the army, all the peasants singled out Polikey as the first to be taken. The superintendent was especially anxious to get rid of him, and went to his mistress to induce her to have him sent away. The kind-hearted and merciful woman, remembering the peasant's repentance, refused to grant the superintendent's request, and told him he must take some other man in his stead.
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Chapter 1
It happened in the 'seventies in winter, on the day after St. Nicholas's Day. There was a fete in the parish and the innkeeper, Vasili Andreevich Brekhunov, a Second Guild merchant, being a church elder had to go to church, and had also to entertain his relatives and friends at home.
But when the last of them had gone he at once began to prepare to drive over to see a neighbouring proprietor about a grove which he had been bargaining over for a long time. He was now in a hurry to start, lest buyers from the town might forestall him in making a profitable purchase.
The youthful landowner was asking ten thousand rubles for the grove simply because Vasili Andreevich was offering seven thousand. Seven thousand was, however, only a third of its real value. Vasili Andreevich might perhaps have got it down to his own price, for the woods were in his district and he had a long-standing agreement with the other village dealers that no one should run up the price in another's district, but he had now learnt that some timber-dealers from town meant to bid for the Goryachkin grove, and he resolved to go at once and get the matter settled. So as soon as the feast was over, he took seven hundred rubles from his strong box, added to them two thousand three hundred rubles of church money he had in his keeping, so as to make up the sum to three thousand; carefully counted the notes, and having put them into his pocket-book made haste to start.
Nikita, the only one of Vasili Andreevich's labourers who was not drunk that day, ran to harness the horse. Nikita, though an habitual drunkard, was not drunk that day because since the last day before the fast, when he had drunk his coat and leather boots, he had sworn off drink and had kept his vow for two months, and was still keeping it despite the temptation of the vodka that had been drunk everywhere during the first two days of the feast.
Nikita was a peasant of about fifty from a neighbouring village, 'not a manager' as the peasants said of him, meaning that he was not the thrifty head of a household but lived most of his time away from home as a labourer. He was valued everywhere for his industry, dexterity, and strength at work, and still more for his kindly and pleasant temper. But he never settled down anywhere for long because about twice a year, or even oftener, he had a drinking bout, and then besides spending all his clothes on drink he became turbulent and quarrelsome. Vasili Andreevich himself had turned him away several times, but had afterwards taken him back again--valuing his honesty, his kindness to animals, and especially his cheapness. Vasili Andreevich did not pay Nikita the eighty rubles a year such a man was worth, but only about forty, which he gave him haphazard, in small sums, and even that mostly not in cash but in goods from his own shop and at high prices.
Nikita's wife Martha, who had once been a handsome vigorous woman, managed the homestead with the help of her son and two daughters, and did not urge Nikita to live at home: first because she had been living for some twenty years already with a cooper, a peasant from another village who lodged in their house; and secondly because though she managed her husband as she pleased when he was sober, she feared him like fire when he was drunk. Once when he had got drunk at home, Nikita, probably to make up for his submissiveness when sober, broke open her box, took out her best clothes, snatched up an axe, and chopped all her undergarments and dresses to bits. All the wages Nikita earned went to his wife, and he raised no objection to that. So now, two days before the holiday, Martha had been twice to see Vasili Andreevich and had got from him wheat flour, tea, sugar, and a quart of vodka, the lot costing three rubles, and also five rubles in cash, for which she thanked him as for a special favour, though he owed Nikita at least twenty rubles.
'What agreement did we ever draw up with you?' said Vasili Andreevich to Nikita. 'If you need anything, take it; you will work it off. I'm not like others to keep you waiting, and making up accounts and reckoning fines. We deal straight-forwardly. You serve me and I don't neglect you.'
And when saying this Vasili Andreevich was honestly convinced that he was Nikita's benefactor, and he knew how to put it so plausibly that all those who depended on him for their money, beginning with Nikita, confirmed him in the conviction that he was their benefactor and did not overreach them.
'Yes, I understand, Vasili Andreevich. You know that I serve you and take as much pains as I would for my own father. I understand very well!' Nikita would reply. He was quite aware that Vasili Andreevich was cheating him, but at the same time he felt that it was useless to try to clear up his accounts with him or explain his side of the matter, and that as long as he had nowhere to go he must accept what he could get.
Now, having heard his master's order to harness, he went as usual cheerfully and willingly to the shed, stepping briskly and easily on his rather turned-in feet; took down from a nail the heavy tasselled leather bridle, and jingling the rings of the bit went to the closed stable where the horse he was to harness was standing by himself.
'What, feeling lonely, feeling lonely, little silly?' said Nikita in answer to the low whinny with which he was greeted by the good-tempered, medium-sized bay stallion, with a rather slanting crupper, who stood alone in the shed. 'Now then, now then, there's time enough. Let me water you first,' he went on, speaking to the horse just as to someone who understood the words he was using, and having whisked the dusty, grooved back of the well-fed young stallion with the skirt of his coat, he put a bridle on his handsome head, straightened his ears and forelock, and having taken off his halter led him out to water.
Picking his way out of the dung-strewn stable, Mukhorty frisked, and making play with his hind leg pretended that he meant to kick Nikita, who was running at a trot beside him to the pump.
'Now then, now then, you rascal!' Nikita called out, well knowing how carefully Mukhorty threw out his hind leg just to touch his greasy sheepskin coat but not to strike him--a trick Nikita much appreciated.
After a drink of the cold water the horse sighed, moving his strong wet lips, from the hairs of which transparent drops fell into the trough; then standing still as if in thought, he suddenly gave a loud snort.
'If you don't want any more, you needn't. But don't go asking for any later,' said Nikita quite seriously and fully explaining his conduct to Mukhorty. Then he ran back to the shed pulling the playful young horse, who wanted to gambol all over the yard, by the rein.
There was no one else in the yard except a stranger, the cook's husband, who had come for the holiday.
'Go and ask which sledge is to be harnessed--the wide one or the small one--there's a good fellow!'
The cook's husband went into the house, which stood on an iron foundation and was iron-roofed, and soon returned saying that the little one was to be harnessed. By that time Nikita had put the collar and brass-studded belly-band on Mukhorty and, carrying a light, painted shaft-bow in one hand, was leading the horse with the other up to two sledges that stood in the shed.
'All right, let it be the little one!' he said, backing the intelligent horse, which all the time kept pretending to bite him, into the shafts, and with the aid of the cook's husband he proceeded to harness. When everything was nearly ready and only the reins had to be adjusted, Nikita sent the other man to the shed for some straw and to the barn for a drugget.
'There, that's all right! Now, now, don't bristle up!' said Nikita, pressing down into the sledge the freshly threshed oat straw the cook's husband had brought. 'And now let's spread the sacking like this, and the drugget over it. There, like that it will be comfortable sitting,' he went on, suiting the action to the words and tucking the drugget all round over the straw to make a seat.
'Thank you, dear man. Things always go quicker with two working at it!' he added. And gathering up the leather reins fastened together by a brass ring, Nikita took the driver's seat and started the impatient horse over the frozen manure which lay in the yard, towards the gate.
'Uncle Nikita! I say, Uncle, Uncle!' a high-pitched voice shouted, and a seven-year-old boy in a black sheepskin coat, new white felt boots, and a warm cap, ran hurriedly out of the house into the yard. 'Take me with you!' he cried, fastening up his coat as he ran.
'All right, come along, darling!' said Nikita, and stopping the sledge he picked up the master's pale thin little son, radiant with joy, and drove out into the road.
It was past two o'clock and the day was windy, dull, and cold, with more than twenty degrees Fahrenheit of frost. Half the sky was hidden by a lowering dark cloud. In the yard it was quiet, but in the street the wind was felt more keenly. The snow swept down from a neighbouring shed and whirled about in the corner near the bath-house.
Hardly had Nikita driven out of the yard and turned the horse's head to the house, before Vasili Andreevich emerged from the high porch in front of the house with a cigarette in his mouth and wearing a cloth-covered sheep-skin coat tightly girdled low at his waist, and stepped onto the hard-trodden snow which squeaked under the leather soles of his felt boots, and stopped. Taking a last whiff of his cigarette he threw it down, stepped on it, and letting the smoke escape through his moustache and looking askance at the horse that was coming up, began to tuck in his sheepskin collar on both sides of his ruddy face, clean-shaven except for the moustache, so that his breath should not moisten the collar.
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Evolution [ Star Trek: The Next Generation ]
Stardate: 43125.8
Original Airdate: 25 Sep, 1989
[Ready room]
PICARD: I can't get the story of Gulliver out of my head. Overpowered by Lilliputians. How long do we have to wait?
RIKER: We can continue to bypass the part of the computer that's affected, but if the nanites are spreading through the whole the ship.
PICARD: Do you smell a change? What? (coughs)
[Bridge]
(The Bridge is filling with opaque gas)
PICARD: Picard to La Forge. We have an environmental system malfunction on the Bridge. Acknowledge.
LAFORGE [OC]: Aye, sir.
RIKER: Nitrogen oxide. Toxic levels.
LAFORGE [OC]: Working on it, Captain.
(The air clears)
RIKER: I've switched to manual control of the air handling system.
(The lights go out, a panel explodes. Stubbs, Worf and Data enter)
PICARD: Mister Worf, report.
WORF: He entered a computer access room and sterilised one of the processors with gamma radiation.
DATA: The nanites in the upper core are all dead, Captain.
STUBBS: You have no choice now. It is a matter of survival.
PICARD: Doctor Stubbs, if you were a member of my crew, sir, I would
STUBBS: But I am not a member of your crew, sir. I am a representative of the highest command of the Federation, which has directed you to perform my experiment.
PICARD: If any man, woman or child on this ship is harmed as a result of your experiment, I will have your head before the highest command in the Federation.
STUBBS: Good Lord, you are talking about machines with a screw loose. Simply turn them off and be done with them.
DATA: Doctor Stubbs, your own actions have provided evidence to the contrary. When you destroyed the nanites in the core, they responded by interfering with our life support systems. It is difficult to accept these as random actions by machines with loose screws. In effect, you may have proven that the nanites do have a collective intelligence.
WORF: Captain, the ship is at risk. Extermination may be our only alternative.
STUBBS: A good point.
PICARD: Lieutenant Worf, I want Doctor Stubbs confined to his quarters until further notice.
(Stubbs leaves with a guard, and the light come back)
PICARD: Mister Data, can you find me some way to communicate with these things?
DATA: With intelligence, there is the capability of language, but it will depend on how far their evolution has brought them. We could modify the circuitry in the universal translator to make it capable of communications with them.
PICARD: Proceed.
- posted by H.V.O.M - Kerry Wayne Burgess 6:30 PM Pacific Time Spokane Valley Washington USA Wednesday 21 September 2016
