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      [詩詞歌賦] 第四屆“當代作家·文學獎”全國詩詞大賽二等獎獲

      5 已有 160 次阅读   2025-09-04 10:12
      第四屆“當代作家·文學獎”全國詩詞大賽二等獎獲獎者
      文化望遠鏡 2025-09-02 22:03
      第四屆“當代作家·文學獎”全國詩詞大賽二等獎獲獎者:陈勇·朱德元·周炳坤·梁定顺·夏超·李林·田如冰·祝希山·唐立玖·陈忠华
      當代優秀詩人——陳勇
      作者簡介:
      陳勇,男,生于1965年10月,安徽省界首市人,界首市供水公司工作,喜歡閱讀,偶有感想隨記之,2023年、2024年原創詩詞大賽分別獲得一等獎,2025年原創詩詞大賽獲得二等獎。
      作品欣賞:
      感悟
      文/陳勇
      阜陽泉州又廈門,
      穿山越嶺追白雲。
      追到島上南普陀,
      衆生誦經不知雲。
      香火燎繞人如織,
      雙手合十拜觀音。
      人生短短三萬天,
      誰人成功不勤奮。
      2025.03.15
      重遊天鵝湖
      文/陳勇
      四月花飛繁似錦,
      天鵝湖上鳥入雲。
      天鵝不知飛何處,
      緣惜橋上思故人。
      2025.04.10
      注:緣惜橋是天鵝湖裏的一處景點。
      春天的告白
      文/陳勇
      春天
      是這樣的溫婉
      是這樣的秀麗多彩
      是這樣的浪漫
      是因爲她經曆了
      寒冰的壓抑
      淩風的摧殘
      隆冬的磨難
      花兒們爲慼謝春天
      爭先開放盡顯燦爛
      小草爲報答春天
      把綠盡情展現
      春天
      她是在告別
      告別昨天的罹難
      她是在新生
      新生一個嶄新的人間
      她是在迎接
      迎接一個蓬勃的明天
      2024.4.3
      當代優秀詩人——朱德元
      作者簡介:
      朱德元,筆名向天歌。大學文化,中學語文高級教師,退休前後,在常甯市委黨校講授《大學語文》三年。2001、2002、2022年,詩詞聯作品共10件分別獲全國大賽優秀獎1次,一等獎2次。獲獎作品先後載入《民族複興的裏程碑》、《中華老年藝術寶典》(詩詞卷)及獲獎詩歌選集《書香雅頌》。另有個人傳略載入《湖南師範大學名人小傳》與《常甯縣志.人物志》。
      作品欣賞:
      魯迅頌
      作者:朱德元
      懷抱壯志赴東洋,棄醫從文器軒昂。
      《呐喊》有心啓民意,《彷徨》豈可忘衆殃。
      一支投槍刺黑幕,幾把匕首勝鋒刀。
      俯首甘爲孺子牛,曠世文豪獨領騷。
      陶淵明贊
      作者:朱德元
      身生傲骨舉世罕,豈爲五鬥折腰杆。
      不困囚籠待食飲,甘隱田園弄桑蠶。
      西窗吟詩仰北鬥,東籬采菊見南山。
      荷鋤歸來帶星月,濁酒一壺醉榻寒。
      屈原頌
      作者:朱德元
      戰國七雄鬧中原,荊楚沃土育俊彥。
      德才蓋世朝廷坐,三闾大夫握重權。
      倡美政,明法度,舉賢才。
      倡廉政,剔汙泥,拒腐變。
      令尹子蘭施離間,懷王昏庸信讒言。
      禮崩樂壞傾頹際,客死強秦冷屍還。
      襄王繼位更荒唐,屈子再度遭流放。
      首放漢北蠻荒地,又放江南到湖湘。
      經敘浦,下沅江,《天問》《九歌》又《九章》,《涉江》沈吟賦《離騷》。
      秦滅楚,難複邦。
      愁絲萬縷心惆怅,憂國憂民斷肝腸。
      徘徊澤畔誓殉國,懷沙自沈汨羅江。
      悲風四起松濤嘯,‘大河兩岸哭嚎啕。
      路漫漫兮其修遠,掩涕太息爲民哀。
      文壇巨擘驟殒落,一代詩宗下泉台。
      斯人逝已矣,至今兩千載,流光似水不複還。
      千古絕唱永不朽,一首<<離騷》傳萬代。
      當代優秀詩人——周炳坤
      作者簡介:
      周炳坤,退休了,個人愛好讀書,寫字,詩歌。
      作品欣賞:
      江堤行
      作者:周炳坤
      華燈已上夜色明,閑逸江堤賞風景。
      兩岸樹間螢火閃,踏歌彩舟水上行。
      橋似彎月挂沙島,蠻腰矗立如長纓。
      相隨南風解浮塵,別無他念覓梵音。
      勵勤-登山
      作者:周炳坤
      行步棧道登峰頂,一覽衆山似淩雲。
      高處拙句向誰問,不勝寒意凜胸襟。
      古來騷客多抒懷,豪俠仗劍畏孤懔。
      今朝吾輩得幸眼,窮盡山河需勵勤。
      端午
      作者:周炳坤
      又臨端午賽龍舟,浪花飛濺號聲隆。
      蒼龍競趕百許裏,傳承故事展雄風。
      錦繡旗幡耀眼明,牽恨多感離騷弄。
      添來鬓絲無少年,且樂今生舞長袖。
      當代優秀詩人——梁定順
      作者簡介:
      梁定順,男,56歲,三亞市環境監測站在職人員,高級工程師,三亞市民建會員。
      1986.9-1990.7,就讀海南大學理工學院化學工程專業,大學本科畢業,獲學士學位。
      1990.8至今在三亞市環境監測站工作。其中:
      ⑴1990.8—1997年12月,任大氣及物理監測助理工程師(初級)。
      ⑵1998年1月—2007年4月,聘任三亞市環境監測站大氣及物理監測工程師(中級職稱),大氣及物理室主任,無正式職務任命。
      ⑶2007年5月—2009年12月,聘任三亞市環境監測站大氣及物理監測工程師(中級職稱),大氣物理室主任,副科級。
      ⑷2010年1月—2011年5月,聘任三亞市環境監測站環境監測高級工程師,大氣物理室主任,副科級。
      ⑸2011年6月—2015年12月,聘任三亞市環境監測站環境監測高級工程師,大氣物理室主任,正科級。
      ⑹2016年1月至今,聘任三亞市環境監測站環境監測高級工程師,自動室主任,正科級。
      三亞市政協第二、三、四、五屆委員,2007年加入三亞市民建。
      作品欣賞:
      三江木偶戲
      作者:梁定順
      每年農曆十月是海口市美蘭區三江鎮部分村莊的“公期④”,農民們在忙完秋收後各村莊都要請來當地的木偶戲班到村裏搭台唱戲(海南戲)。老人們說這是爲了慶祝當年的好收成,並希望獲得來年的大豐收。經查證此風俗在當地已有400多年曆史。各農戶在這一天都要邀請親朋好友到家裏大擺酒席慶祝,還要在戲班“爲村裏祖先唱戲”時跪拜祖先,祈求來年的風調雨順,家人平安健康。
      金秋依別立冬至,五谷豐登糧歸倉;
      慶祝一年好收成,村裏請來公仔班①。
      男女老少幕前坐,打谷場邊搭戲台;
      開場鑼鼓咚咚锵,瓊劇曲調繞鄉間。
      台上木偶千百態,生旦淨末醜全來;
      喜怒哀樂表演者,撐公仔人②在後台。
      诙諧風趣公仔古③,台下鄉親笑開懷;
      紮根民間數百載,藝術瑰寶要傳承。
      注:①公仔班——當地人稱呼唱木偶戲曲(瓊劇)的戲班爲公仔班;
      ②撐公仔人——手持木偶唱海南戲曲的表演者,站在戲台幕布的後面;
      ③公仔古——在唱戲時表演者會穿插講一些笑話故事;
      ④公期——農村人祭拜祖先的節日。
      回老家
      作者:梁定順
      舊時熟悉鄉音處,夏日蟬鳴獻耳清;
      塵封歲月野趣在,山水田園憶童年;
      綠樹蔭下風兒輕,不見昔日老人影;
      靜觀村落荒蕪地,心中感慨何萬千。
      麗江古城
      作者:梁定順
      飛雲過處隱玉龍,雪山細流潤麗江;
      茶馬古道今猶在,小街清流韻未改;
      古城路旁花錦簇,木樓窗下曲悠悠。
      馬背馱走舊歲月,古城新貌展秀顔;
      遊客如織賞美景,共吟麗江千古韻;
      青石板路步輕盈,歲月悠悠如夢境。
      當代優秀詩人——夏超
      作者簡介:
      夏超,四川達州人,62歲,工程碩士,正高級經濟師,中共黨員,曾就職于西南鋁、中鋁瑞閩和中鋁集團總部,現已退休,曾獲“詩緣杯”全國詩詞大賽一等獎。
      作品欣賞:
      相逢六月(歌詞)
      文\夏超
      和風翩翩起舞,
      迎著荷塘裏的尖尖角,
      千姿百態映襯彩虹。
      山脈滿滿綠色,
      心情舒暢澎湃,
      滿眼遇見變幻的蔥茏。
      綠樹村邊合,青山郭外斜,
      裙裾飄曳,風情萬種。
      把浪漫的情愫,
      植耕沃土期盼絢爛,
      青春穿行搖曳的彩夢。
      前行群山萬壑,
      向往天邊遼闊,
      一路裝著心中的從容。
      人皆苦炎熱,我爱夏日长,
      精彩人生,快樂相逢。
      七夕之夜(歌詞)
      文\夏超
      月過柳梢釀微光
      又撥動年少未愈的傷
      笑眼撞破星河浪
      酌酒濺濕白襯衫兩行
      瞞過門庭盈盈期望
      唯有兩人手心滾燙
      夜露凝珠倒映過往
      墜在心湖發燙眼眶
      後來南風繞錯巷
      當初誓言碎成玻璃糖
      你借月光曬嫁妝
      我仰望著醉意淚花藏
      那年七夕若未說謊
      簪子別住不止月光
      遺憾在銀河裏流淌
      釀成來世心緣吟唱
      圓明園賞荷
      文\夏超
      綠色叢中靜靜地展露頭角
      一些蕊心兒正被魚兒眺啄
      群花們紛紛走向夢的歸宿
      當空烈日還在天邊映射著
      狂風巨浪似乎未曾光臨過
      不能阻擋我自向天的執著
      荷塘經曆過的不是傳說
      映日荷花曾別樣紅過
      多麽輝煌又多麽遼闊
      八國聯軍把你美麗燒灼
      搶我女史鑒離騷經洛神賦
      永樂大典毀于一場大火
      怎麽能忘卻那場掠奪
      山河破碎流浪漂泊
      曆經站起來富起來強起來
      再一次来到圓明園賞荷
      勿忘菡萏香銷愁雲綠波
      民族複興荷塘才有星空閃爍
      当代优秀诗人——李 林
      作者簡介:
      李 林,71岁,汉族,湖北省浠水县人,大专文化程度,黄石市基层公务员,已退休。爱好诗歌写作,作品荣获第四届“当代文学.诗歌奖”二等奖。迄今为止,已写诗歌一千三百余首。
      作品欣賞:
      春風送暖
      文/李林
      暖風袅袅拂臉龐,
      晨光縷縷入心房。
      蜂飛蝶舞花上覓,
      莺啼燕唱籬下翔。
      江山錦繡鋪翠綠,
      河水煥彩沐豔陽。
      雲霞滿天迎吉兆,
      煙火遍地送馨香。
      2025.3.8.
      春日練筆
      文/李林
      春光明媚映詩心,
      秀色迷人撩歌吟。
      筆墨隨眸無盡意,
      逸興伴屏有韻情。
      流波思緒連千裏,
      清幽聞韶毗萬鄰。
      莫笑愚翁才疏淺,
      勝賞風景自怡神。
      2025.3.17.
      春啓新程
      文/李林
      青山綠水喚春融,
      白雲紅霞繪碧空。
      東海騰浪祈福至,
      西域鋪錦願景隆。
      莺歌淨土吟秀色,
      燕舞瓊樓醉暖風。
      百花追夢已齊放,
      千姿展豔意自雄。
      2025.3.19.
      春花綻放
      文/李林
      朵朵綻放豔綠洲,
      枝枝爭妍染紅綢。
      燕舞莺歌歌嫩蕊,
      蜂飛蝶啭啭芳柔。
      清香幽幽含嬌色,
      粉黛淡淡醉心頭。
      晨晖攜韻苞歡笑,
      夕陽煥彩花風流。
      2025.3.22.
      當代優秀詩人——田如冰
      作者簡介:
      田如冰,研究生學曆,“中國詩歌網”會員,重慶籍詩人。先後在國家、省、市級報刊、雜志、網絡平台發表作品200余篇。作品入選多種集冊,主題深刻、內容豐富、藝術水平頗高,受到詩界和社會廣泛關注。
      其創作主要方向:一是深度挖掘“中國三千年月魂文化”;二是探索創新人在旅途“彼岸的第三種風景”;
      三是發掘中國武陵山區及長江流域“在地鄉愁”……
      覺醒·破曉
      作者:田如冰(重慶)
      鐵幕碎裂!三千脊梁
      托起東方的曙色。
      趙家樓的火種,
      點燃沈睡的龍鱗——
      民主的白鴿撕裂陰霾,
      科學的閃電劈開混沌!
      1919!驚雷炸響,
      一個民族在灰燼中,
      昂起青銅般的頭顱。
      毛澤東·可上九天攬月
      作者:田如冰(重慶)
      大山壓著,夜幕蓋著,四萬萬同胞的頭顱低垂——
      看不著太陽,見不著月亮,連點點螢火都不敢有滴滴幻想。
      彎著腰,用膝蓋在大地上爬行,瞳孔盯著瞳孔,能呼吸的,彼此反射一絲沒有表情的目光。
      上海石庫門孕育著東方的太陽,南湖煙波托起十三粒星火;
      風雨飄搖的歲月,紅船載著光輝穿行在山河。
      橘子洲頭的寒秋揮筆,湘水記錄著您對蒼茫大地的叩問——
      那《湘江評論》的筆鋒,在民族的心間劃出一道道閃電。
      遵義會議的光芒把山河照亮,您在赤水河邊,
      把哲學和軍事寫成了絕唱。
      "而今邁步從頭越",
      成爲人們心中,那枚被信仰擦拭透亮的精神月亮。
      寶塔山下,您在月光中構思,用延河水調和馬燈的光,
      寫下路的方向,把宣言刻在百姓的心坎上。
      每一個句子都是杠杆,每一個標點都是支點,
      團結四方的力量,您的平仄撬動了乾坤。
      《沁園春·雪》铿锵的節奏,像春雷震落了紫禁城瓦片上的殘霜;
      像月光刀劃開了霧都山城的夜幕。
      天安門城樓的揮手,
      是華夏詩章最精彩的一筆——永遠銘刻在五十六個民族挺直的脊梁!
      從黑暗無月到仰頭賞月,您在毛邊紙上奮筆疾書:
      "可上九天攬月",兌現了"欲與天公試比高"的誓言!
      長征火箭的尾焰,是您在天地之間最靈動的——
      連接千年的仰望,還看今朝的圓夢。
      作品欣賞:
      覺醒·破曉
      作者:田如冰(重慶)
      鐵幕碎裂!三千脊梁
      托起東方的曙色。
      趙家樓的火種,
      點燃沈睡的龍鱗——
      民主的白鴿撕裂陰霾,
      科學的閃電劈開混沌!
      1919!驚雷炸響,
      一個民族在灰燼中,
      昂起青銅般的頭顱。
      毛澤東·可上九天攬月
      作者:田如冰(重慶)
      大山壓著,夜幕蓋著,四萬萬同胞的頭顱低垂——
      看不著太陽,見不著月亮,連點點螢火都不敢有滴滴幻想。
      彎著腰,用膝蓋在大地上爬行,瞳孔盯著瞳孔,能呼吸的,彼此反射一絲沒有表情的目光。
      上海石庫門孕育著東方的太陽,南湖煙波托起十三粒星火;
      風雨飄搖的歲月,紅船載著光輝穿行在山河。
      橘子洲頭的寒秋揮筆,湘水記錄著您對蒼茫大地的叩問——
      那《湘江評論》的筆鋒,在民族的心間劃出一道道閃電。
      遵義會議的光芒把山河照亮,您在赤水河邊,
      把哲學和軍事寫成了絕唱。
      "而今邁步從頭越",
      成爲人們心中,那枚被信仰擦拭透亮的精神月亮。
      寶塔山下,您在月光中構思,用延河水調和馬燈的光,
      寫下路的方向,把宣言刻在百姓的心坎上。
      每一個句子都是杠杆,每一個標點都是支點,
      團結四方的力量,您的平仄撬動了乾坤。
      《沁園春·雪》铿锵的節奏,像春雷震落了紫禁城瓦片上的殘霜;
      像月光刀劃開了霧都山城的夜幕。
      天安門城樓的揮手,
      是華夏詩章最精彩的一筆——永遠銘刻在五十六個民族挺直的脊梁!
      從黑暗無月到仰頭賞月,您在毛邊紙上奮筆疾書:
      "可上九天攬月",兌現了"欲與天公試比高"的誓言!
      長征火箭的尾焰,是您在天地之間最靈動的——
      連接千年的仰望,還看今朝的圓夢。
      《余光中·識月》
      ——《中華三千年月魂文化》組詩節選
      田如冰(重慶)
      一峽 一島 一缺月,
      聽年輪訴說漂泊的滄桑。
      您在搖晃的小舟抛線,
      想釣起長江浪花裏的故事,
      黃河水紋裏的傳說。
      而釣起的總是基隆港的鄉愁——
      在維多利亞港沈浮百年的潮信,
      終成風鈴懸于媽祖廟的檐角;
      濤聲在兩岸唇齒間來回,
      起伏成同聲同韻的閩南語。
      水銀月的針線,
      正縫補所有缺頁的族譜。
      钤印一枚團圓的郵戳——
      寄往所有“呼作白玉盤”的窗前。
      當代優秀詩人——祝希山
      作者簡介:
      祝希山,男,退休于大連海事大學。
      作品欣賞:
      七绝·春作者:祝希山岭上桃花红似火,溪边芳草绿如茵。远山绵亘峰岚淡,近水潺湲影像真。1982年春季作于大连注:此首七绝押《平水韵》上平 十一真韵;采用仄起仄收,首句不入韵格式。
      七律·詠虎作者:祝希山嘯傲山林百獸王,一聲怒吼暴風狂。風馳電掣穿林海,勇往直前越嶺岡。火眼金睛擒鹿豹,鋼牙利爪獵狐羊。獨行不走尋常路,鏖戰始終鬥志昂。2025年4月16日作于大連注:1、此七律詩按《平水韻》下平:七陽韻部押韻;采用仄起平收,首句入韻格式。2、鹿豹,即野生動物中的鹿和豹。3、狐羊,即野生動物中的狐狸和羚羊等。
      蘇幕遮·悼念毛主席作者:祝希山雨傾盆,雲蔽日。浩瀚蒼天,灑淚含悲祭。領袖英魂猶在世。萬古豐功,偉績垂青史。過與功,非或是。誰欲抒評,曆史公平釋。笑貌音容難忘記。教誨銘心,化作淩雲志。
      當代優秀詩人——唐立玖
      作者簡介:
      唐立玖,我59年由四川成都建築工程學院畢業。參加成都420廠132廠,雅安石棉礦(獲大煉鋼鐵青年突擊手)四川勞動模範。德陽三廠的三線建設。遼甯化肥廠建沒。改革開放,到第一線南征北戰,支援唐山市建沒。北京高層·焦化電廠·學魯布格經驗組織施工,扭轉中建二局四公司十年扭虧,獲人民日報,經濟日報頭版登刊。後指揮深圳馬灣電廠,南京楊子,上海石化,廈門三號候機樓,海南大廈等大型工程施工。已退休30年了,這次我90華誕巧遇你們舉辦詩詞,和書法全國大宙由於我的爰好!我都報名參加了。書法獲特等獎。詩詞獲二等獎。附文·我52年在人民文學,刊登了一首詩獲8元稿費(初中寄宿了三個月。60年代我是成都晚報的業余記者)。
      作品欣賞:
      四月春風
      作者:唐立玖
      四月大風拼命刮,花朵花片入塵砂!
      萬條道路橫樹叉,老人閉門獨居家。
      青壯頂風去上斑,人間四月芳菲發!
      春風送來大喜訊,等閑大地似仙景。
      人們忙綠似潮湧,祖國今年更強盛!
      四月春光
      作者:唐立玖
      最美花香四月天,
      農耕忙於花鳥間。
      春意濃濃芳菲染,
      萬國來華春色豔!
      四月春光
      作者:唐立玖
      春暖溫升人愈困,
      花香鳥語從不閑!
      鐵牛助人耕種忙,
      時光不待星空璨。
      當代優秀詩人——陳忠華
      作者簡介:
      陳忠華,1955年生于江蘇省泰興市廣陵鎮初中畢業,一直務農,三十歲開始創業,現任江蘇省泰興市華翔機電設備安裝公司總經理。平時喜歡讀書,偶爾寫寫詩,純屬個人愛好。
      作品欣賞:
      無題
      作者:陳忠華
      提筆開篇寫古今
      我隨風花雪月行
      人間多少悲歡事
      字字句句總關情
      無題
      作者:陳忠華
      寒去春來生陽氣
      東風三日紛紛雨
      蕾抱枝頭不在意
      大美人間三千裏
      遊黃山
      作者:陳忠華
      黃山峻嶺險峰
      石徑彎彎懸空
      擡頭又見迎客松
      奇花異草香濃
      舉目雲海蒼穹
      石劍穿越天宮
      人間仙境誰打造
      恰是鬼斧神工

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      He held out his hand. ‘I shall be very pleased to show you anything I’ve got,’ said Keeling. ‘We will have a cup of{274} tea in my library unless Lady Inverbroom is waiting in your motor.’ The morning after their return from Enoshima was mostly spent at the hotel, as all three of the excursionists were somewhat fatigued with their journey. The boys embraced the opportunity to ask the Doctor the meaning of certain things they had observed in Japan, and which had not been brought up in conversation. Till we look on the world from above." "Would I not tell my dream, as nice young men in the Bible always did?" "No," he said, "my last name is Durand." He gave it the French pronunciation. "She air!" He was pleased. "Yass, we all good frien's togetheh." "Gholson, s'e, 'I done as I done, sir, from my highest sense o' duty. This ain't Lieutenant Helm's own little private war, Lieutenant Quinn, nor mine, nor yours.'" "I am Charlotte Oliver." "I'm afraid your explanation won't hold water," he rejoined. "I can't bring myself not to believe in what I saw. You see, all my life I have been trying to believe in miracles, in manifestations. I have always said that if only we could bring ourselves to accept what is not obvious. My best sermons have been upon[Pg 129] that subject: of the desirability of getting ourselves into the receptive state. Sometimes the Vicar has objected. He seemed to think I was piling it on deliberately. But I assure you, Doctor Allingham, that I have always wanted to believe—and, in this case, it was only my infirmity and my unfortunate nervousness that led me to lose such an opportunity." "It sounds incredible," the Countess said. There was a faint moaning cry in the doorway, a tiny white figure stood there. Mamie had been awakened by the ringing of the bell, she had missed Hetty, and had come down in her childish way to see what was the matter. For compasses, the lead points should be cylindrical, and fit into a metal sheath without paper packing or other contrivance to hold them; and if a draughtsman has instruments not arranged in this manner, he should have them changed at once, both for convenience and economy. Chuck-boring is employed in three cases; for holes of shallow depth, taper holes, and holes that are screw-threaded. As pieces are overhung in lathe-boring there is not sufficient rigidity neither of the lathe spindle nor of the tools to admit of deep boring. The tools being guided in a straight line, and capable of acting at any angle to the axis of rotation, the facilities for making tapered holes are complete; and as the tools are stationary, and may be instantly adjusted, the same conditions answer for cutting internal screw-threads; an operation corresponding to cutting external screws, except that the cross motions of the tool slide are reversed. "Sister," I said, "I am a cousin of S?ur Eulalie, and should like to see her, to know how she is and take her greetings to her family in The Netherlands." 102 As I went a patrol marched out—reinforcements had again come from Tongres—whose task was to clear the district of the enemy. The patrol consisted of six Death-head hussars, about forty bicyclists, and the rest infantry, altogether about four hundred men, who were able to keep together, because the hussars and the cyclists proceeded very slowly and cautiously in the direction of Lanaeken. I went with them, chatting with one of the officers. As soon as they had got to the road, the greatest caution188 was observed. The hussars went in front, followed by some of the infantry, all in loose formation, continually looking about in all directions, with the finger at the cock of the rifle. Nor is it only the personality of Socrates that has been so variously conceived; his philosophy, so far as it can be separated from his life, has equally given occasion to conflicting interpretations, and it has even been denied that he had, properly speaking, any philosophy at all. These divergent presentations of his teaching, if teaching it can be called, begin with the two disciples to whom our knowledge of it is almost entirely due. There is, curiously enough, much the same inner discrepancy between Xenophon’s Memorabilia and those111 Platonic dialogues where Socrates is the principal spokesman, as that which distinguishes the Synoptic from the Johannine Gospels. The one gives us a report certainly authentic, but probably incomplete; the other account is, beyond all doubt, a highly idealised portraiture, but seems to contain some traits directly copied from the original, which may well have escaped a less philosophical observer than Plato. Aristotle also furnishes us with some scanty notices which are of use in deciding between the two rival versions, although we cannot be sure that he had access to any better sources of information than are open to ourselves. By variously combining and reasoning from these data modern critics have produced a third Socrates, who is often little more than the embodiment of their own favourite opinions. the summer when I wasn't teaching Latin to my two stupid children. And so on, in an endless file, come the bodies of the faithful dead, some from long distances, so that their souls may rise at once to paradise from their ashes burnt on the Manumenka. “Looks bad, this-here, don’t it?” He grinned. Turning with a confidential air and addressing Dick, for whom he seemed to have the greater liking, Mr. “Everdail” spoke. “All ready!” called Larry, bending the end of the line so its flow went into the central tank of the amphibian. As soon as the yacht came in sight, they stared toward the stern. “We can prove it—come on!” He held up a hand, and pointed ahead, then opened the throttle, came onto a straightaway course over the hydroplane, rapidly overhauled it and got well ahead. Then, cutting the gun and gliding, as it came up under them, he signaled, and Dick, waiting, ignited a second flare. “What about Tommy Larsen?” He failed in his purpose. “Tommy’s a good pilot,” Jeff admitted. “Well—I’ll be on my way. See you at the next air Derby!” Jeff grinned at his joke and walked on. Countless times his nerves had been pulled by sounds which turned out on second thought to be only the contracting of the hot metal, subjected to the sun all day, as the evening breeze robbed it of its warmth. “He could start his motor and taxi while it warmed up, and be half across the Sound before he took off if he wanted to, in that ‘phib,’” the pilot said. Turning, he called that he would get going, and returned beyond their view beyond the trees. "Some Sierra Blanca, sir," said the soldier. It was respectful enough, and yet there was somewhere in the man's whole manner an air of equality, even superiority, that exasperated the lieutenant. It was contrary to good order and military discipline that a private should speak without hesitation, or without offence to the English tongue. A long sunset shadow fell across his path, and he looked up. Felipa was walking beside a little white burro, and holding Mrs. Campbell's golden-curled baby upon its back. She carried her head superbly erect, and her step, because of the moccasins, was quite noiseless. The glow of the sunset shone in her unflinching eyes, and lost itself in the dull black mass of her hair. She studied his face calmly, with a perfectly impersonal approval. There were also magazines and a few books in more than one language, wild flowers arranged in many sorts[Pg 36] of strange jars, and in the corner, by an improvised couch, a table stacked with cups and plates of Chelsea-Derby, which were very beautiful and very much out of place. "Over here to Tucson" was a three days' ride under the most favorable circumstances; but with the enthusiastic botanist dismounting at short intervals to make notes and press and descant upon specimens, it was five days before they reached, towards nightfall, the metropolis of the plains. At the instant a cloud floated over the sun, and soon a black bank began to fill up the sky above the ca?on. As they ate their breakfast in the tent, the morning darkened forebodingly. Felipa finished the big quart cup of weak coffee hurriedly, and stood up, pushing[Pg 99] back her camp-stool. Her horse and four others were waiting. Kirby was without fear, but he was also without redress. He turned from them, his face contracted with the pain of his impotence, and walked back to the house. "I could order them off the ranch to-night," he told his wife, as he dropped on a chair, and taking up the hearth brush made a feint of sweeping two or three cinders from the floor; "but it's ten to one they wouldn't go and it would weaken my authority—not that I have any, to be sure—and besides," he flung down the brush desperately and turned to her, "I didn't want to tell you before, but there is a pretty straight rumor that Victorio's band, or a part of it, is in these hills. We may need the men at any time." Neither spoke of the two who should have been back hours ago. The night closed slowly down. [Pg 209] "Now you get up and walk in front of me, and don't you try to bolt. I can run faster than you can, and, anyway, I'll shoot you if you try it." The probable outcome of things at the rate they were going was perfectly apparent. Landor would advance in age, respectability, and rank, and would be retired and settle down on three-fourths pay. He himself would end up in some cow-boy row, degraded and worthless, a tough character very probably, a fine example of nothing save atavism. And Felipa would grow old. That splendid triumphant youth of hers would pass, and she would be a commonplace, subdued, middle-aged woman, in whom a relapse to her nature would be a mere vulgarity. She gave a dry little sob of unutterable glad relief and tried to raise her voice and call to him, the call they used for one another when they rode about the ranch. But the sound was only a weak, low wail. Eugene, during these affairs, had been actively prosecuting the fortunes of the Allies with his remnant of an army. He pushed on the siege of Quesnoy, and took it. He sent a flying detachment of one thousand five hundred cavalry, under Major-General Grovestein, to make an incursion into France. This force made a rapid raid in Champagne, passed the Noire, the Meuse, the Moselle, and the Saar, ravaged the country, reduced a great number of villages and towns to[7] ashes, rode up to the very gate of Metz, and then retired to Traerbach with a load of rich booty. This was a proof of what might have been done in France at this period with the whole army united under a commander like Marlborough, in place of miserably giving up everything to that country in the moment of power. As it was, it created the utmost consternation in Paris, the people of which already saw the English at their gate; whilst Louis did not think himself safe at Versailles, but gathered all the troops in the neighbourhood of the capital around his palace, leaving the city to take care of itself. WELFEN CASTLE, HANOVER. Colonel Gardiner endeavoured to charge the advancing enemy with his dragoons; but it was in vain that he attempted to animate their craven souls by word and example—at the first volley of the Highlanders they wheeled and fled. The same disgraceful scene took place on the left, at nearly the same moment. Hamilton's regiment of horse dispersed at the first charge of the Macdonalds, leaving the centre exposed on both its flanks. The infantry made a better stand than the cavalry; it discharged a steady and well-directed volley on the advancing Highlanders, and killed some of their best men, amongst others, a son of the famous Rob Roy. But the Highlanders did not give them time for a second volley; they were up with them, dashed aside their bayonets with their targets, burst through their ranks in numerous places, so that the whole, not being able to give way on account of the park wall of Preston, were thrown into confusion, and at the mercy of the foe. Never was a battle so instantly decided—it is said not to have lasted more than five or six minutes; never was a defeat more absolute. Sir John Cope, or Johnnie Cope, as he will be styled in Scotland to the end of time, by the assistance of the Earls of Loudon and Home, collected about four hundred and fifty of the recreant dragoons, and fled to Coldstream that night. There not feeling secure, they continued their flight till they reached Berwick, where Sir Mark Kerr received Cope with the[97] sarcastic but cruelly true remark that he believed that he was the first general on record who had carried the news of his own defeat. "The same idea has occurred to me," said the Lieutenant; "though I've felt all along that we should not be diverted by anything from making our way as fast as possible up to the main line. What do you think, Shorty?" "I cannot get you out of the army too quickly. Sign this, and leave my office, and take off your person every sign of your connection with the army. I shall give orders that if you appear on the street with so much as a military button on, it shall be torn off you." "I'd probably hit him a welt and he'd go off bawlin' like a calf," he communed with himself. "No; Billings is too tame, now, until he finds out whether we've got anything on him to send him to the penitentiary, where he orter go." "But you ain't nigh 18," said Si, looking him over, pleased with the boy's spirit. Si and Shorty ran down in the direction indicated. They found the boys, stern-eyed and resolute, surrounding two weak-eyed, trembling "crackers," who had apparently come to the train with baskets of leathery-crusted dried-apple pies for sale. The men were specimens of the weak-minded, weak-bodied, lank-haired "po' white trash," but the boys had sized them up on sight as dangerous spies and guerrillas, had laid hands on them and dragged them down into the brush, where Gid Mackall and Harry Joslyn were doing a fair reproduction of Williams, Paulding and Van Wert searching Maj. Andre's clothes for incriminating documents. They had the prisoners' hands tied behind them and their ankles bound. So far they had discovered a clumsy brass-barreled pistol and an ugly-looking spring dirk, which were sufficient to confirm the dangerous character of the men. Two of the boys had secured ropes from the train, which they were trying to fashion into hangman's nooses. Gid and Harry finished a painstaking examination of the men's ragged jeans vests, with a look of disappointment at finding nothing more inculpating that some fishhooks, chunks of twist tobacco and cob-pipes. "Do you say that Sherman has extra tunnels, too, to put in whenever one is needed?" asked Harry, with opening eyes. "You bob-tailed brevet West Pointer," said Shorty savagely, raising his fist, "I've a notion to break you in two for tryin' to beat me out o' what's mine. Git out o' here, or I'll—" Fruyling's World The song was necessary, and his voice, carrying over the sounds that filtered through to him, was clear and strong. The Quarter Sessions were held early in December, and Robert's case came wedged between the too hopeful finances of a journeyman butcher and the woes of a farmer from Guldeford who had tried to drown himself and his little boy off the Midrips. Robert was sentenced to three years' imprisonment. "Of course it is—and the very best silk too. I'll put it on. Please undo my dress." Her look of surprise and adoration was his reward. Pete fetched some soup from the larder and heated it up to a tepid condition; he also produced bread and cold bacon, which the prodigal could not touch. Albert sat hunched up by the fire, coughing and shivering. He had not altered much since he left Odiam; he was thin and hectic, and had an unshaved look about him, also there were a few grey streaks in his hair—otherwise he was the same. His manner was the same too, though his voice had changed completely, and he had lost his Sussex accent. "If I could only see a parson," sobbed Albert at last. "Sacrilege!" shouted he—"sacrilege! Take them, dead or alive!" It was to little purpose that Richard expostulated; the fair Joan was resolved to share in whatever perils might befal her son. As they approached Mile-end, the princess started at the deafening clamour which arose from the multitude; some shouting for Richard as they saw him advance, and others vociferating as loudly that all should hold their peace until they knew what the king would grant. When the tumult had in some degree subsided, Sir Aubrey de Vere and Sir Robert Knowles rode forward in advance of the king, and approaching Jack Straw, who was also on horseback:—
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