Saturday, December 5, 2009

A man-at-arms until recently but useless to his lord now and Master Bernard took him on and has had no cause to regret it for the man works hard and well. ".

Responsibility for the safety of the body politic of which he is a member defending it if need be with his life. The civilian does not. " "The exact words of the book " he said scornfully. "But do you understand it? Do you /believe/ it?" "Uh I don?t know sir. " "Of course you don?t! I doubt if any of you here would recognize ?civic virtue? if it came up and barked in your face!" He glanced at his watch. "And that is.
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Used to tread Fra' Maryhill to Pollokshaws - fra' Govan to Parkhead!) Not but they're ceevil on the Board. Ye'll hear Sir Kenneth say: "Good-morrn M'Andrew! Back again? An' how's your bilge to-day?" Miscallin' technicalities but handin' me my chair To drink Madeira wi' three Earls - the auld Fleet Engineer That started as a boiler-whelp - when steam and he were low. I mind the time we used to serve a broken pipe wi' tow. Ten pound was all the pressure then - Eh! Eh! - a man wad drive; An' here our workin' gauges give one hunder fifty-five! We're creepin' on wi' each new rig - less weight an' larger power: There'll be the loco-boiler next an' thirty knots an hour! Thirty an' more. What I ha' seen since ocean-steam began Leaves me no doot for the machine: but what about the man? The man that counts wi' all.
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