思念如果有味道

思念如果有味道

孤單在夜裏滑落,悲傷驀然回首,有個人有時候在偷偷的落淚

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  春天悄然而来,大地万物复苏,到处都献出一片绿海,充满着生机勃勃,孕育着光明。看,春风袭来,眼前一片迷离,春雨挥洒如沙。纤细,纤细。当一切正在美好知时,‘他复活了’,带着希望,带着光明,带着等待。在这黑暗的泥土中,‘他’度过了那个寒冷孤独的一季,总之,现在终于让他放飞出生命的光彩,苦苦的等待,还来生命的光彩,‘我已不在沉睡,悄然苏醒’望着那刚抽出嫩芽的你,我陷入那一段段抹不掉的回忆,回忆着自己的信念,诺言。理想。回忆着你岑给我多大的鼓舞,回忆着,当你释放出生命的光辉时,给我带来怎样的激动。。菊,当你是花朵时,给我信念,给我支持,在我的身体里注入了火,让我的血沸腾起来。菊,当你枯萎时,带给我一切的沉思,让我明白了‘落红不是无情物,化作春泥更护花’,让我知道了生命的极致与光彩。菊,当你重新抽出嫩芽,,焕发出生命的光彩时,让我重新点亮其生命之火,明白了等待的含义街道中央的文化广场上,站立两排美丽的彝家姑娘

  透过回忆的眼框,我看见了,那在风雨中,苦苦为我守护的你,站在时间的肩膀上,我看见了,你那晶莹的泪珠,清澈透明。当理想与我偏远之后,是那么的可望不可及,那是我岑放弃一切,去碌碌无为的生活,是你,是你,是你的咆哮,是我浪子回头。重新踏上生命的旅途,去创造那属于我的梦。

  是你,是你,是你一次次的唤醒,一次次的支持我,给我信念,是我对失败不再畏惧。世纪老人,巴金先生曾今说过‘与其寂寞,寒冷的生,倒不如轰轰烈烈的死。是你让我不再孤独,不再寒冷,不再寂寞,是你让我的生命充满了光明与希望。

  你是我一直一直,珍藏在心中的记忆,是我的向往,是我人生的转折,你是我心中唯一的依恋。你曾一次次抚平我心中的创伤。菊,你是无畏的,是无私的。我觉得我很幸福,因为有你,你是我生命的守护神。说过了这一生不离于不弃,我承诺过,要像你一样,就一定会的,你不论在什么时候,总深深的影响着我,生命已沦为一体。看着你就有希望,我只会为你沸腾,菊,这次,我会伴着你。。。

  珍藏的记忆,抹不掉的回忆。

  母親去世20多年了,在我的情感世界和精神寄托裏,母親從來沒離開我,我也從來沒有離開母親,還是和母親生活在一起,有時在飯桌前,有時在煩惱中,有時在邊緣角落,大多的時間是在夢裏,醒來淚水已沾濕了枕巾……

  母親生養我們兄姐5個孩子,我最小,得到母親的關愛最多,我當兵之前,晚上睡覺一直和母親睡一個土炕,生活再苦,睡覺是香甜的……

  我的童年和少年,和那個年代大多的家庭一樣,家裏的生活極度困難,出去玩或放學回來,有時連個充饑的青菜團子、苦菜粥,地瓜面窩頭都沒有,吃不飽穿不暖,生活的艱辛,貧窮的煎熬,並沒有影響我的身心健康地成長,母親是我唯一的依靠,如果回家喊一聲娘,娘沒有回應,似乎天就要塌了下來,必須四處喊叫著找娘,只要見到娘,所有的恐懼和就饑餓都消失了……街道中央的文化广场上,站立两排美丽的彝家姑娘

  人民公社年代,我們村四個生產隊,我們是四小隊,小隊就九十幾口人,張姓和李姓,張姓三代十幾口人,那七八十口人都是我們李家,五代人的家族;父親那一輩,堂叔兄弟15個,我父親是老大,母親是長嫂,到我們這一輩,我們兄弟姐妹叫母親娘,族中的兄弟姊妹叫我母親“親娘”。在那個極度困難時期,張李兩個家族,二十幾個妯娌姐妹,沒紅過臉,吵個嘴,母親的善良、寬厚、包容、謙讓影響了她們,在當地十裏八鄉有口皆碑,母親去世時,村裏的長輩、同輩和晚輩的鄉親,鄰村認識和熟悉母親的人都來吊唁,我想這是母親修德善行贏得的榮譽,我們50後的人,時代的強音符時常震動著我們,大躍進煉鋼鐵的年代,我才3歲,幼兒時期的記憶大多模糊,但個別片段特別清楚:那時我家四合院,南北長長的胡同、場院、菜園,過街的宅門,一盤老磨和一口老井也在我家的地段。大煉鋼鐵、家裏的所有鐵器和銅器都拿去支援社會主義建設,全村幾百口人都到二隊的牛棚場院吃“共產”飯,娘同村裏的嬸娘一起燒柴做飯,我就隨娘吃住在牛棚裏壘建的土炕上,那時沒有家的概念,有一次我哭喊著娘非要回家,娘抱著我回到家,四合院的家全“共產”了,鄰村的人住進了我們家,我從娘懷裏下來,直奔灶房,在灶膛內反複摸索找尋(我的記憶是藏在灶膛內),繼而又跑遍各屋,在糧囤的底下,箱櫃背面,牆角、院內水道出水口,四處找我藏匿的一件東西,找來翻去沒有結果,娘知道我要找什么(其實娘知道已被他們拿走煉鋼了),我號啕大哭著,娘的眼淚暗自落下,娘哭了,我從小就怕娘哭,我撲到娘的懷裏哭喊著,娘,別哭了,我不要了,不要了,不要了……至今,我還記得那只鏽跡斑斑有點歪嘴的嗩呐,它是我孩提時唯一的一件玩具。

  我們這代人,從不抱怨那個轟轟烈烈的年代,每個時代所發生的事物,都有它的必然性。大躍進,煉鋼鐵搞了幾年我也不太清楚,至今也不想去考證,轉眼又是3年自然災害,災難就像魔鬼無情地撞擊著這個民族的靈魂,考驗著她的意志。魯北地區主要是澇災,暴雨不停地傾瀉,連續幾個月幾乎難得見一次晴朗的天氣。我家的房子,窗台以上牆體全是土坯壘建,不抗澇災,雨水從院子灌進屋內,屋頂是用當地的一種黃泥軋實抹平稍有點弧度的屋面,防雨性能極差,真是“屋漏又遭連陰雨”,父親用磚塊和泥巴在屋門口壘起一道擋水牆,讓雨水盡可能少灌進屋內,睡覺的土炕已經被漏雨泡塌,無奈之下,父親用一張葦席,在室內簡單地支起了一個雨棚,裏面擔上一塊門板,每個夜晚母親都摟著我,終於度過了那段淅瀝瀝的災難雨季。

  這大概是上世紀的60年代,莊稼顆粒無收,村的周圍一片汪洋,人們出村用門板當渡船,用柳編的簸籮運送著唯一能充饑的地瓜蔓、西瓜秧、在水裏泡的發黃的玉米秸,凡是能充饑的都被人們設法運回家,以備嚴冬饑荒的煎熬。但是災難沒有憐憫生靈,家家戶戶幾乎沒有可充饑的食糧,長期的饑餓,人們個個面黃肌瘦,四處尋找能充饑的食物,地裏的蒲公英、苦菜、青青菜、河塘溝渠茅葦的根莖都被人們挖得淨光。我家在村的最東頭,宅院東邊的一大塊地是自留地,也是土改前我家的一塊地,有十幾棵高大的榆樹,人們紛紛扒樹皮充饑,花生的外殼也成了災民的食物,他們食下後,大便幹燥的難以排泄,只能用手或頂杆(當地紡線用的一種工具)一點一點地摳出……饑餓持續惡化,堂叔的母親,饑餓奪走了她的生命,當人們把她抬下炕准備埋葬時,發現她懷裏還有一個沒舍得吃的窩頭;有一天我三哥餓的持續昏迷,銀娘娘(一位堂叔小名的尊稱)把家裏半碗粥端來,救活了三哥;二哥在本村上小學,因饑餓走不到學校曠課,他學習成績特別優秀,老師不忍心一個學習好的學生輟學,就背他上學,到學校老師把省下的半塊窩頭給他吃。我年齡小,吃不下這些粗糙的食物,供應全家人的幾斤地瓜面給我一個人吃,何況這點口糧,不夠一個成人一周的基本食量。娘實在沒辦法,望著場院裏的兩棵老槐樹,樹葉幹枯的堆積在地面,娘收起來,碾成粉末,和點地瓜面蒸貼成槐葉餅給我吃,我幼小的年紀竟然接受了母親無奈的饋贈,也能咽得下當時的這種苦澀的食物,在生與死的邊緣,“母親,是唯一能使死神屈服的力量(高爾基語)”。一個冬季,娘用幾袋子槐樹葉和母愛保住了我稚嫩脆弱的生命。

  轉過年來,澇災慢慢減退,但濕地並沒有讓人們迅速恢複生產,饑餓逼迫人們四處逃荒。張姓的虎娘娘(以張姓伯伯小名尊稱),為了家人逃荒到外地落戶在一家人家(大概是章丘明水地區),那裏的生活可能相對好一點。虎娘娘和母親雖不是同族妯娌,她們相處得特別親和,她家能省一口就接濟我們一點。有一天虎娘娘從新家回來,還帶了幾個饅頭,我總算吃過一次香甜的飽飯,娘看我狼吞虎咽的樣子和虎娘娘說著話掉著眼淚,我覺察到了什么!又過了幾天,虎娘娘帶了一個女人來,她們看著我在說著什么,一會看看我,一會兒抱抱我,我掙脫了她們跑到村外,快晌午了,我興奮地跑回家,娘快看看,娘快看看,綠豆長葭了,別把我送人了,別把我送人了,我手裏拿著一枝剛長豆葭的豆秧,娘吃驚地抱著我痛哭起來,給她們說:“不行,不行,不送了,不送了,餓死我也和孩子死在一起”!

  虎娘娘說:“也不能送了,這孩子太懂事,才幾歲就知道綠豆長葭就快有飯吃了,送給人家也能跑回來”。她們走了,我安心地躺在娘的懷裏,感到非常的幸福……

  其實,虎娘娘是個好人,自那以後,每年都到我家來,帶著好吃的點心,水果,我終生的記憶是虎娘娘給我的鴨梨,清脆,甘甜!她每次離開我家就抱著我哄一陣子,抱一陣子,比親兒子還親,走時總是和娘有說不完的話。我長大離開家後,再也沒見到她,但是虎娘娘鴨梨的香甜讓我回味一生,至今浸透著我的心脾……

  災難時期過去了,但那個年代人們的生活還是非常困難,我高中畢業後,家裏還是很窮。但是,貧窮磨礪了我堅強、吃苦耐勞的性格,父母的關愛積蓄了我聰慧的能量,生活的壓力確定了我年輕的志向。1974年我應征入伍,在部隊所有的努力都得到了認可,很快提幹,從此,一生的命運大轉折。從排連職幹部到集團軍機關,後來一次機會從蘭州軍區調到濟南軍區,距家越來越近,我也成家娶妻生子,有了自己的小家庭,但對父母的孝心,一直是我情感的中心。

  記憶裏,我從小就知道,母親的雙眼看任何東西都是模糊的,聽大人們說,母親30多歲時,因長期在灶間燒柴做飯,炊煙熏壞了眼睛。我安置在濟南後,回家就和哥姐商量,母親的眼睛到底是啥病,我大哥說:“咱舅說了,白內障(舅舅是縣醫院的知名中醫)幾十年了,時間太長不好治了”。我沒告訴家人,在濟南咨詢訪醫,千佛山醫院眼科李主任聽我介紹後同意給我母親做手術,她說:“幾十年視覺模糊,效果不一定理想”。經醫院一番檢查後,我自作主張同意了醫院的手術方案。那天,我把娘從一樓背到三樓手術室,心情非常放松,因為我在盡孝,在做一個兒子應盡的責任,心裏踏實!

  幾天後,母親出院了,我把母親接到我的工作住處(部隊大院)。那時我已經有一台18寸原裝索尼彩色電視,我打開電視,讓母親看電視節目畫面,娘說:“電視還有顏色,那些人穿的啥,咋呢么好看!”。我跪在娘的面前,心裏總算得到一點慰藉,孝道讓母親見到了一絲光明。娘和我小時候一樣撫摸著我的臉:“你的鼻梁高,有福!”接下來娘又說:“看病花那么些錢,住兩天我就走,你有家了,好好過日子,成了家事就多了,置辦個家不容易,在家在外凡事讓著點,娘幫不了你,也不能給你添事……”聽了母親的話,我心裏酸楚楚的,看著母親臉上歲月的印記,對母親的一種負疚感油然而生:人需要時常考量自己的靈魂,當你精心構建了自己的暖巢,家卻離你越來越遠——母親您的胸襟何止天大呀!

In the middle age, many men face the problem of hair loss, the hair line is getting higher and the top is getting less and less, and these problems are very plagued by men. So how do men relieve hair loss? In fact, there are many ways of treatment. Today Xiaobian has recommended three tips to relieve male hair loss, hoping to help male friends get rid of the trouble of hair lossstand downfrom myrole aschairof King’sCollege hospital .
Method 1: enough sleep
Similarly, ensuring adequate sleep can promote the normal metabolism of skin and hair. The metabolic period mainly occurs in the evening, especially between ten o'clock in the evening and two o'clock in the morning. This period of sleep is enough, which can make hair normal metabolism.
Method 2: optimism
pressure is big, often excessive use of the brain, or often annoyed, or met preoccupied by some troubles, what thing, spirit is too nervous, so my mind has been greatly stimulated, thereby affecting the supply of nutrition and growth of hair, resulting in a large amount of hair. Therefore, be sure to maintain a positive and optimistic mentality.
Method 3: proper exercise
In normal life, sticking to proper exercise is very helpful for relieving pressure and improving immunity. It is smooth and smooth blood flow of the body, thereby promoting the normal metabolism of skin and hair.
The pressure of modern men is very large. This is also one of the important causes of male hair loss. Men should learn to relieve pressure and participate in meaningful social activities in life. You can choose to pay attention to anti off shampoo, hair care, hair styling cream and other chemicals to avoid water damage the scalp, try to keep the natural state.

Frankly, acne is the most troubling the resulting mental stress, and fade after left ugly mark, but if the take them seriously, use of acne and acne cream products, but there is a certain chance to make it more widespread, the wasted effort.
As the saying goes "is better than a medicine to eat, after all, an imbalanced diet is also a major cause of acne formation, why don't the water pushed the boat, eat more food is good for your skin, increase against their energy from the inside out.
Green tea
It is also a good season for longjing listing, and the tea polyphenols can help to deport acne in the aftertaste of fresh and sweet tastestand downfrom myrole aschairof King’sCollege hospital .
do not apply at this time.

Water is no doubt the top priority, and it helps to wash away most of the toxins in your body, which is a sign that you must drink eight glasses of water every day.
During this time, you should stay away from not only water, but also dehydrated soda and sugary drinks, to avoid the aggravation of acne symptoms.
Foods rich in omega-3 fatty acids.
We are very useful for this kind of unsaturated fatty acid is not strange, they also have a role for skin health, eliminate a few blain blain is natural a cinch, recommend at this time, many edible oysters, deep sea fish and flax seed products.
tomato
Recent price bullish, classic tomato scrambled eggs in the proportion of "red", "yellow" is therefore changed, but still can't deny that it is the best source of vitamin C, in addition to their biological flavonoids is also an important nutrient skin repair, the more the better.
cucumber
As the outstanding representative in vegetables are rich in moisture, vitamin A, vitamin C and vitamin E, and A variety of amino acids, whether to eat or gels, can be very targeted to help solve the problem of acne.
Olive oil
It is highly recommended to use olive oil as the main cooking oil during the period of acne, because it is more easily absorbed by the skin, allowing the pores to breathe freely and effectively cure and prevent acne.
lemon
As a universal existence, the benefits of daily drinking lemon water need not to write, you can also direct the freshly squeezed lemon juice besmear in the area of acne, contains citric acid can have the effect of anti-inflammatory sterilization, also can reduce the risk of scarring, and fade skin tone.
watermelon
It is the fruit that really belongs to summer, promote metabolism while, provide vitamin A, B6, C and other ammunition for the war with blain blain.
garlic
Some people think it belongs to the spicy food, think during acne should stay at a respectful distance from sb, but it is not, it has strong antibacterial ability, can improve the immunity of body and skin, also has certain damage to a blain blain.
Green leafy vegetables
Chlorophyll helps to control the internal infection and skin problems, at the same time, can effectively adjust the cellulose on the digestive system, the whole people will therefore more healthy, acne natural would be no place.
During this period, you can choose a variety of foods such as spinach, lettuce, celery and so on.

  Once upon a time there was a baby eagle living in a nest perched on a cliff overlooking a beautiful valley with waterfalls and streams, trees and lots of little animals, scurrying1 about enjoying their livesstand downfrom myrole aschairof King’sCollege hospital .

   liked the nest. It was the only world he had ever known. It was warm and comfortable, had a great view, and even better, he had all the food and love and attention that a great mother eagle could provide. Many times each day the mother would swoop2 down from the sky and land in the nest and feed the baby eagle delicious morsels3 of food. She was like a god to him, he had no idea where she came from or how she worked her magic.

  The baby eagle was hungry all the time, but the mother eagle would always come just in time with the food and love and attention he craved4. The baby eagle grew strong. His vision grew very sharp. He felt good all the time.

  Until one day, the mother stopped coming to the nest.

  The baby eagle was hungry. "I'm sure to die," said the baby eagle, all the time.

  "Very soon, death is coming," he cried, with tears streaming down his face. Over and over. But there was no one there to hear him.

  Then one day the mother eagle appeared at the top of the mountain cliff, with a big bowl of delicious food and she looked down at her baby. The baby looked up at the mother and cried "Why did you abandon me? I'm going to die any minute. How could you do this to me?"

  The mother said, "Here is some very tasty and nourishing food, all you have to do is come get it."

  "Come get it!" said the baby, with much anger. "How?"

  The mother flew away.

  Friends do your health so many favors. They protect your health as much as quitting smoking and a great deal more than exercising, according to a large 2010 review in the journal PLOS One. More research has shown that socially isolated people are more than twice as likely to die from heart disease as those with a solid social circle.

  “Strong social relationships support mental health, and that ties into better immune function, reduced stress and less cardiovascular activation,” says Dr. Debra Umberson, a sociologist at the University of Texas, Austin. Umberson says emotional support is just one of a dozen ways friends may safeguard your health and extend your lifestand downfrom myrole aschairof King’sCollege hospital .

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  Unfortunately, though, many of us don't have enough of them. According to data from the General Social Survey (GSS), the number of Americans who say they have no close friends has roughly tripled in recent decades. “Zero” is also the most common response when people are asked how many confidants they have, the GSS data show. And adult men seem to be especially bad at keeping and cultivating friendships.

  That may seem strange in the era of Facebook, Twitter and boundless digital connectivity. But the “friends” orbiting at the farthest reaches of your digital galaxy aren’t the ones that matter when it comes to your health and happiness.

  The vital friendships—the pals you hug and laugh and lament with—are the ones who have the greatest impact on your health and happiness. You need between three and five of them for optimal wellbeing, suggests research from Dr. Robin Dunbar, an evolutionary psychologist at the University of Oxford.

In my dual profession as an educator and health care provider, I have worked with numerous children infected with the virus that causes AIDS. The relationships that I have had with these special kids have been gifts in my life. They have taught me so many things, but I have especially learned that great courage can be found in the smallest of packages. Let me tell you about Tyler.

In my dualprofessionas aneducator andhealth careprovider.

Tyler was born infected with HIV: his mother was also infected. From the very beginning of his life, he was dependent on medications to enable him to survive. When he was five, he had a tube surgically inserted in a vein in his chest. This tube was connected to a pump, which he carried in a small backpack on his back. Medications were hooked up to this pump and were continuously supplied through this tube to his bloodstream. At times, he also needed supplemented oxygen to support his breathing.


It was while in Madrid, during my European hunting, that those seeds were sown which a few months later grew into a smart willingness to let down the bars for my filibusterer’s escape. I was by stress of duty held a month in Madrid. And, first to last, I heard nothing from the natives when they spoke of America but malediction and vilest epithet. It kept me something warm, I promise, for all I had once ridden saber in hand to smite that same American government hip and thigh. I left Madrid when my work was done with never a moment’s delay; and hate for Spain and all things Spanish.

As I was brought home by commands from my superiors at the end of my Madrid work, these anti-Spanish sentiments had by no means cooled when I made the New York wharf. Decidedly if I’d been searched for a sentiment, I would have been discovered hostile to Spanish interest when, within three weeks following my home-coming, I was given the Harriet Lane, shown the suspect and his ship, and told to have a sleepless eye and seize him if he moved I am guiltless of acquaintancewith him. .

It’s the Norse instinct to hate Spain; and I was blood and lineage, decisively Norse. That affair of instinct is a mighty matter. It is curious to note how one’s partisanship will back-track one’s racial trail and pick up old race feuds and friendships; hating where one’s forbears hated, loving where they loved. Even as a child, being then a devourer of history, I well recall how—while loathing England as the foe of this country—I still went with her in sympathy was she warring with France or Spain. I remember, too, that, in England’s civil wars, I was ever for the Roundhead and against the King. This, you say, sounds strangely for my theory, coming as I do from Virginia, that state of the Cavalier. One should reflect that Cavalierism—to invent a word—is naught save a Southern boast. Virginia, like most seaboard Southern states, was in its time a sort of Botany Bay whereunto, with other delinquents, political prisoners were condemned; my own ancestors coming, in good truth! by edict of the Bloody Jeffreys for the hand they took in Monmouth’s rebellion. It is true as I state, even as a child, too young for emotions save emotions of instinct, I was ever the friend, as I read history, first of my own country; and next of England, Germany, Holland, Denmark and Sweden-Nor-way—old race-camps of my forefathers, these—and like those same forefathers the uncompromising foe of France, Spain, Italy, and the entire Latin tribe, as soon as ever my reading taught me their existence.

My filibusterer swung on his cable down the bay from Governor’s Island. During daylight I held the Harriet Lane at decent distance; when night came down I lay as closely by him as I might and give the ships room as they swept bow for stern with the tide. Also, we had a small-boat patrol in the water.


 

Lucian summoned the proprietor and explained the predicament. The situation ended in a procession of two hansom cabs, in one of which rode Sprats and Lucian, in the other the Swiss waiter, who enjoyed a long drive westward and finally returned to the heights of Islington with the amount of the bill and a substantial gratuity in his pocket. As Sprats pointed out with force and unction, Lucian’s foolish pride in not returning to the Watsons and borrowing half a sovereign had increased the cost of their supper fourfold. But Lucian only laughed, and Sprats knew that the shillings thrown away were to him as things of no importance.
CHAPTER XV
There had been a moment in Sprats’s life when she had faced things—it was when she heard that Lucian and Haidee had made a runaway marriage. very suddenly; no one had known that these two young people were contemplating so remarkable a step. It was supposed that Miss Brinklow was fully alive to the blessings and advantages attendant upon a marriage with Mr. Eustace Darlington, who, as head of a private banking firm which carried out financial operations of vast magnitude, was a prize of much consequence in the matrimonial market: no one ever imagined that she would throw away such a chance for mere sentiment The entire room was faced with polished granite.. But Haidee, shallow as she was, had a certain vein of romance in her composition; and when Lucian, in all the first flush of manhood and the joyous confidence of youth, burst upon her, she fell in love with him in a fashion calculated to last for at least a fortnight. He, too, fell madly in love with the girl’s physical charms: as to her mental qualities, he never gave them a thought. She was Aphrodite, warm, rosy-tinted, and enticing; he neither ate, slept, nor drank until she was in his arms. He was a masterful lover; his passion swept Haidee out of herself, and before either knew what was really happening, they were married. They lived on each other’s hearts for at least a week, but their appetites were normal again within the month, and there being no lack of money and each having a keen perception of the joie de vivre, they settled down very comfortably.

Sprats had never heard of Haidee from the time of the latter’s visit to Simonstower until she received the news of her marriage to Lucian. The tidings came to her with a curious heaviness. She had never disguised from herself the fact that she herself loved Lucian: now that{137} she knew he was married to another woman she set herself the task of distinguishing between the love that she might have given him and the love which she could give him. Upon one thing she decided at once: since Lucian had elected Haidee as his life’s partner, Haidee must be Sprats’s friend too, even if the friendship were all on one side. She would love Haidee—for Lucian’s sake, primarily: for her own if possible. But when events brought the three together in London, Sprats was somewhat puzzled. Lucian as a husband was the must curious and whimsical of men. He appeared to be absolutely incapable of jealousy, and would watch his wife flirting under his eyes with appreciative amusement. He himself made love to every girl who aroused any interest or curiosity in him—to women who bored him he was cold as ice, and indifferent to the verge of rudeness.

“Give me back the knife an’ the bear-claws you have stolen. You are a bad squaw, full of cunning an’ very crafty; but here I shall keep you an’ feed you—legs an’ arms an’ head an’ body—to my wolf-friends who yelp an’ show their teeth out yonder, unless I have my knife an’ bear-claws again.”

, an’ she felt that the Swallow’s words were as a shout for Pau-guk, the Death, to make haste an’ claim her; yet her cunning was not stampeded but stood firm in her heart.

The Robin said that the Swallow must give her time to grow calm an’ then she would find the knife an’ bear-claws for him. While the Swallow waited, the Robin still wept an’ sobbed for fear of the white teeth of the wolves who stood in a circle about them. But little by little, the crafty Robin turned her sobs softly into Ewah-yeah, the Sleep-song; an’ soon slumber again tied the hands an’ feet an’ stole the eyes of the Swallow.

Now the Robin did not hesitate. She tore the big medicine robe from beneath the Swallow; throwing herself into its folds, the Robin wished herself again before Wah-bee-noh’s lodge, an’ with that the robe rushed with her away across the skies like the swoop of a hawk. The Swallow was only awake in time to see the Robin go out of sight like a bee hunting its hive The entire room was faced with polished granite..

Now the Swallow was so cast down with shame that he thought he would call Pau-guk, the Death, an’ give himself to the wolves who sat watching with their hungry eyes. But soon his heart came back, an’ his spirit which was light as dead leaves, stirred about hopefully in his bosom.