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Success in the Cloud: Better Collaboration, Better Business for Coraid
When we designed our WebEx Cloud applications, we had some critical customer needs in mind—improving internal and external communication, outshining competitors, upgrading technology, and staying within the budget, to name a few.
It's exciting then to check in on a customer like Coraid, a cloud storage company of 170 employees, and see how a suite of Cisco collaboration tools has helped the company achieve, and exceed, its expectations. For starters, Coraid is using Cisco WebEx Telepresence to join its headquarters and engineering center in Redwood City, CA with its support and development group in Athens, GA . The colleagues attend weekly town hall meetings on a Cisco TelePresence System C20 that captures large groups at both offices, and connects them in a way that makes them feel like, in the words of CEO Kevin Brown, "They're in two halves of the same room separated by only a screen and the Internet." With WebEx now delivering telepresence as a service, the cloud video collaboration experience has expanded from beyond the desktop to capture entire teams and bring office cultures together with life-like clarity. Check out this video for a visual of telepresence in action at Coraid.
Then there are the enhanced business processes and customer relations. With WebEx Meetings, Coraid's engineers share drawings, presentations and other content with colleagues and clients, all during the course of web-based gatherings. This agile content sharing has helped Coraid realize a faster time-to-market. In addition, the ability to integrate Meetings with Coraid's Salesforce.com platform is especially powerful, letting the company easily capture more leads.
Coraid implemented these cloud-based solutions with little start-up cost or business interruption. The cloud enables fast start-up times requires no comprehensive maintenance, eliminating the need for specialized IT staff. In the words of Brown, "If we had to stop, slow down, and re-design the way our IT systems worked, or over-invest by 10 times the upfront costs, that would be a disaster. For us, the cloud has been a tremendous enabler of scale and speed."
There's one more perk that really can't go unmentioned: The competitive edge. Coraid used to rely on free videoconferencing tools that it says came off as less than professional. According to the business executives at Coraid, WebEx Telepresence and Meetings offer a sophistication that impresses their Fortune 500 suppliers, partners and customers. Their business continues to expand rapidly by more than 12x over the last three years, with over 1600 customers across 45 countries.
Could your business realize similar success with cloud-based video solutions? Contact a Cisco sales representative today to learn more.
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Yes Jeff, success always depend on better collaboraration and good team building. It is a goal oriented mantra, therefore all the stakeholders should be collaberate to get achivement. Thank you for writing a resourceful themetic article. I like it very much.


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By Julia Bredtmann, Carsten J. Crede and Sebastian Otten
Editor's note: Julia Bredtmann, Carsten Crede and Sebastian Otten are researchers in economics at the Ruhr University Bochum, Germany. The views expressed are solely those of the authors.
The world's biggest sporting event, this year involving athletes from more than 200 nations, officially opens in London today. But while much of the focus will be on the feats of individuals over the next 17 days, there's always another competition going on too – the one between countries for the most Olympic medals.
In the lead up to the 2008 Olympics in Beijing, China dedicated more than $4.5 billion to supporting sports in an effort to supplant the United States as the world's sporting superpower. Similarly, as the Economist noted back in 2008, the British government has ramped up spending by investing in and supporting its elite athletes. But is Olympic glory all about the money?
Using data on the number of medals won by each country at the summer Olympics from 1960 to 2008, we tried to identify the economic, demographic, and cultural factors that explain a country's Olympic success – and to have a go at making our own predictions for London, too.
We settled on a range of indicators based on several sources, including the International Labor Organization and the World Bank. And, in line with findings from previous research, our analysis unsurprisingly indicated that money does indeed play an important role in Olympic success: wealthy countries win more Olympic medals than countries with comparatively low per capita income. Less money, it seems, makes it difficult to operate efficient support systems for talented athletes.
However, there's more to being at the top than money alone. Populous countries clearly tend to have a larger number of talented athletes than small countries and therefore win, on average, a higher number of medals. But political systems also have an influence on athletic success: countries with socialist systems often dedicate significant resources to the development of top athletes in order to increase their international prestige and distract from domestic political issues. And, to a certain extent, countries with a socialist past still profit from previous investments and receive a higher number of medals even today.
But there's more. Another factor is the famous home advantage: host countries' athletes are generally more likely than usual to end up on the podium than if they aren't hosting. This home advantage kicks in even before the games start as home athletes of the next host reap the benefits of the early expansion of sporting support.
Another factor is the climate of the home country – poor training conditions mean athletes from countries with a more extreme climate are overall at a disadvantage compared with participants from moderate climates, especially in outdoor events. Tropical climates, meanwhile, have been shown to have a particularly adverse impact on athletes' performance, perhaps due to the high incidence of certain diseases, which undermines the general health level of the population.
Interestingly, though,the medal tallies of men and women over the years offers some insights into gender-specific determinants of Olympic success. Women from countries with emancipated societies, for example, and who are more likely to have equal opportunities in the workforce, typically win a higher number of medals than those who come from patriarchal societies. Female labor force participation rates, fertility rates and the number of years since women were given the right to vote are all factors that can help determine success. Essentially, the more women are free to participate in society and economic life, the more likely they are to be engaged in sports and offered the support they need to become top athletes.
So, based on all this information, who can we expect to come out on top in London? We predict that China will narrowly edge the U.S. in the overall medal tally, with 102 medals compared to 100 for America. Some way back in third place we expect to see Russia, with 71 medals. The British and Brazilian teams, with current and future home team advantage, can be expected to earn 57 and 28 medals, respectively.
Of course, the global financial crisis has been a painful reminder of how economic models can have the rug pulled from under them. In addition, while the factors we mentioned offer a useful guide, there are some outliers such as Kenya or Jamaica, whose success at the 2008 Olympic Games wouldn't have been predicted by the model we used. But one of the great joys of the Olympics is that it's impossible to control every factor that can lead to success for individuals.
The predictions we have made this year are exactly that – predictions. But although our model isn't perfect, when applied to the 2004 and 2008 Olympics, the correlation between our prediction and the actual medals table was 97.4 percent and 96.9 percent.
All this said, the medals table may ultimately prove of secondary interest. As Baron Pierre de Coubertin, the founder of the modern Olympics, stated: "The most important thing in the Olympic Games is not to win, but to take part." But for those of us who will be keeping count, here are our final predictions:
1. China (102 medals), 2. United States (100), 3. Russia (71), 4. UK (57), 5. Australia (43), 6. France (39), 7. Germany (36), 8. South Korea (31), 9. Cuba (29), 10. Brazil (28), 11. Ukraine (28), 12. Italy (27), 13. Japan (27), 14. Belarus (19), 15. Spain (19).
Hindus can't even freakin win a game let alone a medal....as in hockey. This nation is imploding in every respect. Economy has dumped, trains are burning, power outage black outs the whole nation, in olympics they can't even shoot a duck with a bb gun. Paaathetic !!!
"Countries with socialist systems often dedicate significant resources to the development of top athletes in order to ... distract from domestic political issues."
How about one shred of evidence to support this?
I suspect that China can afford to support its athletes because, unlike the US, its vast wealth is not privately owned by an elite 1%.
Take out the Cubans and put in Jamaica
Why are people attacking religion and other races? We are all human beings, and we all have the same purposes in life. We all love are family and friends. We all want to be happy. Why point all the differences? And why generalize an event to a whole group of people? Please people stop spreading lies. Can we just all get along and enjoy the olympics?
Nina, sorry, but you're stupid! You keep saying comments that are not true. Please stop destroying other's brains!
America will be no: 1 again if Ron Paul is elected as the President.
You can take Obama out from Africa, but you can't take Africa out from Obama.
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LOL this prediction wasn't even close. China is a lot of hot air and not much else. The lead the USA had over them in gold medals the last time the Olympics was in a neutral country has DOUBLED.
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Many people have never heard of it, and if you're not careful, just saying the name "FNH FNX" can sound like you're mad or something is wrong. In the case of this polymer 9mm duty pistol, however, almost everything is right.
A little bit of history: European firearms manufacturer Fabrique Nationale (FN) has been producing legendary firearms since the late 1800s, including collaborative products with the late John Moses Browning. In 1977, FN acquired Browning Arms and in 1989 FN became The Herstal Group.
During the late 20th century, the company would produce weapons such as the M249 Squad Automatic Weapon, the M240 machine gun, the P90 machine gun, and the Five SeveN pistol. In more recent years, the company would create and deploy the FN SCAR 16 and 17 globally. In addition to these and other military and law enforcement weapons, the company also created the pistol you see here.
The FNH FNX design includes a polymer frame with a serious gripping surface, a trigger guard that's large enough to be used with a gloved hand, a tactical rail, a larger ambidextrous magazine release, and an ambidextrous decocker/safety.
In double action mode — available only if you use the decocker to lower the hammer — the trigger stroke was still smooth but very long, so much so that some of the shooters who were helping me wondered if something was wrong with them or with the gun.
Chambering a round resulted in the gun having the hammer back, ready to fire in single action mode. Those who would want to carry in Condition 1 would at this point push the decocker/safety up to activate the trigger safety. To fire, the user would thumb the decocker/safety switch down and the gun would be ready to fire, a very 1911 feel.
The decocker/safety was easy to engage, fairly positive in its travel, but too easy to decock when merely trying to take off the safety. This would result in the need for the long, double action stroke to fire the gun. Of course, a shooter could manually pull the hammer back and return to Condition 1.
When decocking the FNH FNX, the right side of the ambidextrous decocker/safety switch would at times push against my hand, which was annoying. The decocker/safety was not as crisp as other levers or switches I've used and let down the hammer with a fairly loud thud.
Regardless of the position of the hammer, a shooter could activate the safety. With the safety on, the FNH FNX allows a full trigger stroke but with no activity in the fire control system. In other words, while some safeties prevent any trigger motion, the FNH FNX's safety actually disables the fire control system, allowing the shooter to pull the trigger all the way back in single action or double action mode.


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It appears to me that by keeping the handicappers on the sports services site ONLY, we are getting no exposure whatsoever, as i feel the only people posting and reading the posts are competitor handicappers, and the public is not being able to see our traits. What can we do so we can get exposure for everyone hitting those forums where all the HITS are going? You got every tom dick and harry posting thier plays there, whats the difference if I post there as long as i dont DO AN AD on those sections for example
Ty Gaston likes Detroit +10 over Seattle in Monday nite action?
At least people will see the name, then maybe realize i am a handicapper just like they are and maybe get some people to follow me...Ty Gaston


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Cypress Borden is laid back and easy going. James Fields is more vocal, and fiery.
Cypress Borden is laid back and easy going. James Fields is more vocal, and fiery.
But despite their opposing personalities, they are key cogs in New Bern's fast, and aggressive defense.
�Cyp's the backbone, and I am the voice,� Fields said. �I'm the fiery one and he's the gentle one, but we still get things done.�
Borden made his statement last November.
As a sophomore, he collected 12 tackles in the biggest game of his life � the state championship game. Not only did he lead the Bears in tackles, he was voted New Bern's Most Outstanding Defensive Player in the Bears' 39-38 win over Porter Ridge in Chapel Hill.
With two more seasons remaining at New Bern, the rising junior has not even peaked to his full potential.
�Cypress is going to keep getting better,� said New Bern coach Bobby Curlings. �He is taller, thicker and faster, so we are expecting big things from him.�
Borden registered 86 tackles, recovered seven fumbles and had an interception last season.
�I've gotten a lot better, by working out, listening to the coaches and executing it right,� Borden said.
�I want to get more picks this year and help the team out.�
For Fields, this is his last chance to make some noise.
The rising senior, was behind only teammate Michael Hughes in interceptions last season with four. Preparing for his final season of high school football, he's worked on becoming more physical in the secondary.
He registered 75 tackles in 2012.
�Last year, I was more of a coverage guy,� Fields said. �I want to be more physical this year. I want to be an aggressive, more in your face type. I want more hits.�
Fields and Borden are two of five returning starters on the defensive side of the ball. Their leadership is going to be paramount if the Bears are to be back to their usual, dominant form.
The Bears' defense gave up 15 points per game last season, and forced 50 turnovers.
�It's always the next man up,� Fields said. �We can't keep looking back at the past. We have guys who want to get back to the state championship. We just have to put in the work to get back there.�
New Bern Defensive Coordinator Steve Lovitt equated Borden to being the quarterback of the Bears' defense, a heavy role for any player.
�Cypress is going to have to make a lot of checks,� Lovitt said. �He is a three-year varsity guy, so he is going to have to set our defense.�
Lovitt also anticipates Fields to be an impact performer.
�James is our leader,� Lovitt said. �He is going to have to be positive, make plays and help set the secondary.�
Both said they are ready for whatever burden is put on their shoulders.
�I am going to be a leader, show them what to do, not to make many mistakes, and keep my head up when plays go bad,� Borden said.
The Bears' defense has some stiff competition this season, beginning with the opener against Durham Hillside. The Hornets have wide receiver Trevion Thompson, who has nearly 15 Division I college football offers, including ones from Alabama, Ohio State, Notre Dame and Florida. They also have Donte Thomas-Williams who is being recruited by a barrage of top-level Division I schools.
In week two, the Bears will play Havelock, and running back Derrell Scott, who is considering attending Ohio State, Florida State, South Carolina, Tennessee and N.C. State.
�We have a lot more speed,� Borden said. �We have more physical players and guys who aren't scared to hit. We will hit them in the mouth.�
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KERSHAW – Diane Garrett of Romarco Minerals said she plans for her company to be in Kershaw for decades to come.
Romarco Minerals is drilling at Haile Gold Mine in Kershaw, and will soon begin construction of a laboratory. The 7,500-square-foot lab will house 12 employees, including a team of analytical technicians, said Jim Wickens, process manager for Haile Gold Mine.
Dean Faile, president of the Lancaster County Chamber of Commerce, hopes that group's new Think Lancaster First marketing campaign can help give local businesses a better chance to stay open.
The campaign, which was launched Sept. 28, will feature posters, fliers and other materials encouraging Lancaster County residents to think about Lancaster County businesses before heading outside the county to shop, dine or get other services.
Faile believes the campaign is a "component of a strategy" that can prevent local small businesses from closing.
Fresh food at affordable prices was the name of the game at Wagz & Wishes in downtown Lancaster.
The South Main Street deli-cafe opened in October 2008 and quickly developed a following of customers who came to enjoy their soups, sandwiches, salads, coffees and made-from-scratch baked goods.
Its laid-back atmosphere was a major attraction, too.
"Downtown was missing a place to eat and socially gather," owner Dawn Wagner said. "It became a nice social hub for Lancaster."
September is Celebration of Service month at The Home Depot, and this year's theme is "30 Days of Green."
On Sept. 16, seven associates from the Lancaster Home Depot met at White Oak Manor in Lancaster to plant flowers and vegetables for the residents of the assisted-living facility. Store manager Eric Tweddle, Lynette Waid (a Home Depot team captain), Tiffany Bunton, Mandy Cauthen, Joshua Glenn, Daisy Prosser and Patrick Williams arrived eager to complete the beautification work.
Lancaster attorney Elizabeth Robinson came from a family of teachers.
She majored in special education and later attended law school at the University of South Carolina with the hopes of becoming an advocate for children with special needs.
But when she finished law school, Robinson couldn't find a job in the specialty she wanted.
She began researching and found that only two law firms represent parents of children with disabilities in due-process actions.
Bo Thai Cuisine had its regular, devoted customers.
But the exotic eatery, known for its fresh stir fry dishes and flavorful curries, recently closed its doors on S.C. 9 Bypass after almost three years of business.
A "Sorry, we're closed" sign hangs in one window, a "For sale" sign in another.
Those may be signs of the times.
Another restaurant on the S.C. 9 Bypass with a more familiar name, Dairy Queen, announced its closing with a sign, too.
For the second time in a year, the administration at the Lancaster County Airport is changing.
Sandy Laubscher, a county employee who took over as airport supervisor in December, is stepping down from the post today to accept a management position at a Rock Hill company.
Laubscher took over at the airport after Lancaster Aviation, a private business that oversaw the day-to-day operations at the airport for more than six years, shut down its operations there at the end of 2009.
KERSHAW – Tattoo enthusiasts may soon be able to get their ink in Kershaw.
Kershaw Town Council passed first reading of an ordinance Aug. 16 to allow tattoo facilities in its general commercial zoning district.
C.J. Brower, 23, wants to open a tattoo shop and rented a store next to Town Hall before council passed the ordinance to allow tattoo facilities. However, the zoning district where that building is situated in a more restrictive zoning district.
Mayor Wayne Rhodes expressed concern about the shop being right next to Town Hall last month.
INDIAN LAND – Margaret Barfield carefully scanned the shelves for deals as she pushed her cart through the new ALDI food market in Indian Land.
Barfield, who lives just miles from the store, was one of many shoppers swarming the aisles of the store during its grand opening Thursday morning.
She has been traveling to the Rock Hill ALDI for years to take advantage of the chain's unique discounts and brands, and couldn't wait for her favorite store to open near her home. The new store is at the intersection of Marvin Road and U.S. 521.
Customers of Verizon Wireless will soon have much spacier confines to browse products and take care of other cell phone-related business.
Verizon Wireless in Lancaster is having a new office built on S.C. 9 Bypass near the Founders Federal Credit Union headquarters. It will replace the space it's been using across from Walmart since it took the place of Alltel last year.
Louis Streater, code enforcer for the city of Lancaster, said a building permit was granted May 4 to WT DuBois Construction Inc. of Tennessee, the contractor for the project.
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Four Maryland farms — out of multitudes
Twenty-first century Maryland is still a farm state. About 1,400 produce, meat and dairy farms, orchards and vineyards thrive on the renewed appetites of Marylanders. We've rediscovered the old-fashioned taste of food grown locally, often by neighbors who'll eagerly share their experiences as well as their results.
The partnership brings us ever-increasing diversity in what we eat and how it's raised.
"The future is all about local economies," said Gov. Martin O'Malley at the fifth annual Buy Local Cookout on Government House lawn last week. "Maryland farmers are at the forefront of creating that much more sustainable future that we want for our kids to have jobs, have opportunities, breathe the air and fish in streams coming back to life."
"We wouldn't be Maryland without farms," O'Malley concluded.
Read on to visit four local farms and meet the farmers who are feeding us today and creating our tomorrow.
–Sandra Olivetti Martin
Windy Willow Farm
Love drives Dale and Debbie Jones to raise pasture-fed meat on Windy Willow Farm in Sunderland. Their dedication shows not only in the finished product but throughout the farm, where they'll gladly take you touring.
Dale and Debbie Jones, along with daughters Becky and Carrie and son William (not shown), raise pasture-fed livestock on their Windy Willow Farm in Sunderland.
"We sell all-natural beef, pork and lamb, which is locally produced, humanely and pasture-raised without hormones, steroids or antibiotics," Dale Jones says. "It's what nature intended."
Hay and grass is the only diet their cows know. Last winter, the Jones bought $5,000 worth of hay to supplement pasture grass. The Angus-Limousin herd of 20 ate one 500-pound bale a day.
Son William and daughters Becky and Carrie add six helping hands to the mix. They aren't afraid of cow-pies or dirty fingernails.
"Becky is my number one salesperson," Dale says.
The Sunderland farm is also Windy Willow's main market. Two commercial-size freezers store the meat. "Each one holds two cows," Debbie says. Like all farm-raised meat on the hoof, Windy Willow's is butchered, vacuum packed and flash-freezed at a USDA-approved plant and sold frozen.
Jones also sells meat at farmers markets from coolers packed with dry ice at North Beach, Calvert Memorial Hospital and Calvert Fairgrounds.
Ground beef, at $5.25 a pound, is the number one seller.
Between the markets and farm sales, ground beef sold out over Memorial Day weekend.
Dream Weaver Café Owner Trish Weaver buys Windy Willow meat, some 50 pounds of ground beef per month.
"There is such a difference between pasture-fed and store-bought beef," Weaver says. "Debbie and Dale's ground beef and burgers sell here like crazy. The customers love them."
Regular customers flock to the farm — where about 80 percent are regulars — for chickens and eggs, too.
Lately, lamb has been in demand.
"We're trying to get the lamb flock up. They are very management intensive," Debbie says.
"It's a labor of love, and if you're lucky, you can sustain it," Dale said. www.windywillowfarm.com.
–Michelle Steel
P.A. Bowen Farmstead
To get the quality of food they wanted, Barb and Mike Haigwood became farmers. The couple and their two kids were dairy farmers in Iowa before moving to Prince George's County's P.A. Bowen Farmstead to launch a cheese-making business.
After straining the curds from the whey, Barb Haigwood fills molds for settling before salting and aging the raw-milk cheese at P.A. Bowen Farmstead in Aquasco.
The Haigwood's quest was for grass-fed raw milk, which many people are eager to have but which many state governments ban.
The stars aligned on the move to Maryland. Years earlier the Haigwoods had been chapter leaders for the Weston A. Price Foundation cofounded and headed by Sally Fallon Morell. Seeking contacts toward a next step, they called her. Her dreams and theirs meshed.
"She called us back within five minutes," says Haigwood, wanting them to come work on her new Maryland farm.
Fallon Morell and her husband, Geoffrey Morell, a dairyman from New Zealand, had bought P.A. Bowen Farm in 2009 with a mission: to teach people about mixed-use diverse farming and to provide high-quality nutrient-rich foods.
All four follow the findings of WAPF Cleveland dentist Weston Price, who, in the 1920s and '30s, traced the problems he saw in children's mouths to modern processed foods. He and his wife spent a decade traveling the world searching for people mostly untouched by modern foods before writing Nutrition and Physical Degeneration.
With nutritionist and Foundation cofounder Mary Enig, Fallon Morell wrote the cookbook Nourishing Traditions to dispel modern food myths.
"Education is a big part of why we do this," says Haigwood, who, with assistant Santos Alonso, milks 12 cows once a day. The milk supplies the cheese-making business, with the leftover whey fed to pigs that pasture and forage on the farm.
P.A. Bowen Farmstead is one of three Maryland farms in a state pilot program allowing production of raw-milk cheeses. The farm also produces and sells grass-fed beef, pork, chicken and eggs.
The dairy is seasonal, with the Jersey cows bred in April, then milked April to December.
Milk fresh from the cows is injected with cheese cultures, separated into curds and whey, molded into rounds, salted and aged at 55 degrees for at least 60 days, says cheesemaker Haigwood, who also manages the farm with husband Mike.
Prince George's Blue, Chesapeake Cheddar and Dreamy Creamy are sold at the farm store, run by daughter Aleesha, and at farmers markets, including Sunday morning FreshFarm Market at Annapolis City Dock. www.pabowenfarmstead.com.
–Leigh Glenn
Deep Cove Farms
William Morris credits Martha Stewart with our yen for heirloom tomatoes. For William and wife Katherine Ostrowski-Morris, the tomatoes are a niche to be filled — and fill it they do, with 41 varieties, all shapes, sizes and colors, with origins all over the world. Cherokee Blacks. Green Zebras. Yellow Brandywines.
William Morris and Katherine Ostrowski-Morris of Deep Cove Farms in Churchton sell 41 varieties of heirloom tomatoes at four Farmers Markets.
Thinking globally (and heirloomly) and acting locally is hard work. The soil at Deep Cove Farms in Churchton is perfect for tomatoes, but they've needed a lot of attention in the recent heat. Still, it's all good for the bottom line. Morris and Ostrowski-Morris have done three plantings of tomatoes this year. Barring a hurricane, Morris says, the crop should last through late September or early October.
Heirlooms are prone to cracking and they can be downright ugly, says Morris, but they have a "true tomato flavor" that tomatoes in the supermarket — bred for durability during shipping — simply can't muster.
The interest among eaters to get more of their food from local sources has helped Deep Cove Farms. People also realize that high fuel costs are a large part of the cost of produce in stores, Morris says.
Morris, a self-admitted aging hippie, studied fruit and vegetable production at University of Maryland and earned a master's in entomology. The 11-acre Deep Cove Farms belonged to his grandparents, truck farmers, who made deliveries into Washington, D.C.
Morris farms because he loves watching things grow. "You have to be a little insane to do what we do," he says. Still, his grandparents "would just be so proud. They wouldn't believe what we're able to grow on this small acreage."
That's fruit from apricots to watermelons and winesap apples and the whole range of table vegetables.
Visit them Saturday and Tuesday morning at the Anne Arundel County Farmers Market; Wednesday afternoons at the Piney Orchard Market in Odenton; and Thursday afternoons at the Deale Farmers Market. They'll do their best to accommodate your tomato-specific taste buds and answer your questions. Visit Deep Cove Farms online for many delicious recipes: www.deepcovefarms.com.
–Leigh Glenn
Harris Orchard
It's a Saturday, just past 7am, at the Anne Arundel County Farmers Market. The line for the fruit from Harris Orchard is already 10 deep. Peggy Campanella, co-owner with Bill Harris, says, "With 100-degree heat and now this rain, I may have a farm to sell." Nobody groans, and everyone can sense she's joking, but only half-so.
Bill Harris and Peggy Campanella raise peaches and other fruit at Harris Orchard in Lothian for sale at local farmers markets.
Campanella and Harris, who worked in insurance and construction before becoming orchardists in 1986, don't balk at hard work. But "working 14-hour days in 100-degree heat," Campanella says, "you have to bite the bullet."
That's because any given year's fortunes sail through a small window of opportunity — or crash against the glass — that is local fruit season in an area accustomed to touch-and-go weather.
"Every day is a challenge," says Campanella. "The only thing we can count on on the farm is the fact that we can't count on anything."
Campanella and Harris didn't buy the farm. They bought 50 acres zoned rural agricultural in Lothian. What to do with it? At a University of Maryland seminar, they learned about state soil maps. They had the best soil in the state for peaches.
"We set out to learn everything we could," says Campanella. They must've learned well: Harris Orchard has been Maryland State Fruit Champion for 14 years running.
They've had lots of help, tangible and otherwise, in getting there. Campanella credits her ability to raise trees to the Powhatan in her blood. Harris knows how to figure things out. Anne Arundel County Soil Conservation District helped with their farm plan and designing and overseeing construction of their pond, which supplies water for the 2,000 trees. They have a mile of pipe underground and 20,000 feet of drip tape above. Family and retired friends pitch in.
They grow and sell black raspberries, blueberries, blackberries, cherries, apricots, plums, nectarines and, of course, peaches. Summer apples and peaches are in now, with Bartlett and Asian pears to come along with Honeycrisp apples.
Buy Harris Orchard fruit Saturday and Tuesday morning at the Anne Arundel County Farmers Market; Friday evenings at the North Beach Farmers Market; and Saturday morning at the Severna Park Farmers Market.
–Leigh Glenn


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Mario Balotelli is in Milan undergoing a medical ahead of a £17m transfer to Milan, with the striker saying he "ran" to the Italian club from Manchester City.
The 22-year-old, who pulled out of the City squad on Tuesday evening before the 0-0 draw at Queens Park Rangers as the deal neared fruition, said: "I ran to Milan. I had wanted to play here for a long time. The start of this season was negative but with this jersey I will do better. I made some important choices, so I hope they can bring good luck to me and the team. I just want the fans to love me."
Balotelli's chequered career at City, which featured a series of on- and off-field misdemeanours, did not dissuade Milan from signing him, with the vice-president, Adriano Galliani, hailing his arrival.
"I certainly do not have to introduce Mario Balotelli," he told acmilan.com. "It is a dream come true and something that we all wanted, with the president Silvio Berlusconi at the forefront. With the arrival of Mario, we have strengthened our team a lot. We have worked so hard and Mario has been in our hearts for a long time and finally we have succeeded in signing him."
Balotelli has agreed a four and a-half year contract at the Rossoneri, where he will earn a €5m (£4.3m) tax-free salary and hopes to rebuild a career of promise that had faltered while at City.
The 22-year-old scored once this season in the Premier League for the champions – in a 2-0 win at Wigan Athletic – having failed to capitalise on a successful Euro 2012 with Italy, which included the scoring of both goals in the 2-0 semi-final win over Germany.
With the winter transfer window closing on Thursday at 11pm, it is understood City are unlikely seek a replacement for Balotelli unless a favourable deal becomes viable.
Instead, the plan is for John Guidetti to be given an opportunity as the fourth striker behind Carlos Tevez, Sergio Agüero and Edin Dzeko. Guidetti, who is 20, has made one appearance for City so far, completing the full 90 minutes in a 2-1 Carling Cup defeat at West Bromwich Albion in September 2010.
Guidetti has only recently returned to playing following a virus that paralysed his right leg and which caused him to miss Euro 2012.
Having signed in 2009 the Swede has had loan spells at Brommapojkarna, Burnley and Feyenoord – at the latter club he scored 20 goals in 23 appearances in the 2011-12 season.A fortnight ago he represented City for the first time in 18 months, scoring for the reserves in a 3-1 win over Reading. Although a host of clubs have shown an interest in Guidetti, who has played once for Sweden, he signed a new three-year deal in October.


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Zynga's stock is getting hammered again today, falling over 7% this morning.
Being relative newbies to this whole tech IPO thing, some of us in the office are asking, "What the heck is going on here?"
We were spoiled by Groupon and LinkedIn this year. We just thought, "IPOs pop. At least for the first few days."
Luckily, we have an old hand on deck here, and he explained it pretty plainly: "The company's growth has been flat for three quarters. It's not really profitable, when you closely look at the company's filings. Investors are supposed to be jumping up and down for that? Why? Because they can buy a social gaming company?"
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Fabijanski, Steven F. and Arnison, Paul G. and Albani, Diego Maria and Robert, Laurian Sylvio (2001) Molecular methods of hybrid seed production. US 6198023. Patent.
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A process is described for producing fertile hybrid seed or hybrid seed comprising fertile and sterile seed using male-sterile plants created by employing molecular techniques to manipulate anti-sense gene and other genes that are capable of controlling the production of fertile pollen in plants. Said plants are functionally male-sterile plants with pollen from male-fertile plants. Hybrid seed production is simplified and improved by this invention and can be extended to plant crop species for which commercially acceptable hybrid seed production methods are not currently available.
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After dinner there were two dances in the pavilion, and then the band led the way to the race track for the games. The dancers followed, and all through the grounds the picnic parties left their tables to join in. Five thousand packed the grassy slopes of the amphitheater and swarmed inside the race track. Here, first of the events, the men were lining up for a tug of war. The contest was between the Oakland Bricklayers and the San Francisco Bricklayers, and the picked braves, huge and heavy, were taking their positions along the rope. They kicked heel-holds in the soft earth, rubbed their hands with the soil from underfoot, and laughed and joked with the crowd that surged about them.
The judges and watchers struggled vainly to keep back this crowd of relatives and friends. The Celtic blood was up, and the Celtic faction spirit ran high. The air was filled with cries of cheer, advice, warning, and threat. Many elected to leave the side of their own team and go to the side of the other team with the intention of circumventing foul play. There were as many women as men among the jostling supporters. The dust from the trampling, scuffling feet rose in the air, and Mary gasped and coughed and begged Bert to take her away. But he, the imp in him elated with the prospect of trouble, insisted on urging in closer. Saxon clung to Billy, who slowly and methodically elbowed and shouldered a way for her.
"No place for a girl," he grumbled, looking down at her with a masked expression of absent-mindedness, while his elbow powerfully crushed on the ribs of a big Irishman who gave room. "Things'll break loose when they start pullin'. They's been too much drink, an' you know what the Micks are for a rough house."
Saxon was very much out of place among these large-bodied men and women. She seemed very small and childlike, delicate and fragile, a creature from another race. Only Billy's skilled bulk and muscle saved her. He was continually glancing from face to face of the women and always returning to study her face, nor was she unaware of the contrast he was making.
Some excitement occurred a score of feet away from them, and to the sound of exclamations and blows a surge ran through the crowd. A large man, wedged sidewise in the jam, was shoved against Saxon, crushing her closely against Billy, who reached across to the man's shoulder with a massive thrust that was not so slow as usual. An involuntary grunt came from the victim, who turned his head, showing sun-reddened blond skin and unmistakable angry Irish eyes.
"What's eatin' yeh?" he snarled.
"Get off your foot; you're standin' on it," was Billy's contemptuous reply, emphasized by an increase of thrust.
The Irishman grunted again and made a frantic struggle to twist his body around, but the wedging bodies on either side held him in a vise.
"I'll break yer ugly face for yeh in a minute," he announced in wrath-thick tones.
Then his own face underwent transformation. The snarl left the lips, and the angry eyes grew genial.
"An' sure an' it's yerself," he said. "I didn't know it was yeh a-shovin'. I seen yeh lick the Terrible Swede, if yeh WAS robbed on the decision."
"No, you didn't, Bo," Billy answered pleasantly. "You saw me take a good beatin' that night. The decision was all right."
The Irishman was now beaming. He had endeavored to pay a compliment with a lie, and the prompt repudiation of the lie served only to increase his hero-worship.
"Sure, an' a bad beatin' it was," he acknowledged, "but yeh showed the grit of a bunch of wildcats. Soon as I can get me arm free I'm goin' to shake yeh by the hand an' help yeh aise yer young lady."
Frustrated in the struggle to get the crowd back, the referee fired his revolver in the air, and the tug-of-war was on. Pandemonium broke loose. Saxon, protected by the two big men, was near enough to the front to see much that ensued. The men on the rope pulled and strained till their faces were red with effort and their joints crackled. The rope was new, and, as their hands slipped, their wives and daughters sprang in, scooping up the earth in double handfuls and pouring it on the rope and the hands of their men to give them better grip.
A stout, middle-aged woman, carried beyond herself by the passion of the contest, seized the rope and pulled beside her husband, encouraged him with loud cries. A watcher from the opposing team dragged her screaming away and was dropped like a steer by an ear-blow from a partisan from the woman's team. He, in turn, went down, and brawny women joined with their men in the battle. Vainly the judges and watchers begged, pleaded, yelled, and swung with their fists. Men, as well as women, were springing in to thc rope and pulling. No longer was it team against team, but all Oakland against all San Francisco, festooned with a free-for-all fight. Hands overlaid hands two and three deep in the struggle to grasp the rope. And hands that found no holds, doubled into bunches of knuckles that impacted on the jaws of the watchers who strove to tear hand-holds from the rope.
Bert yelped with joy, while Mary clung to him, mad with fear. Close to the rope the fighters were going down and being trampled. The dust arose in clouds, while from beyond, all around, unable to get into the battle, could be heard the shrill and impotent rage-screams and rage-yells of women and men.
"Dirty work, dirty work," Billy muttered over and over; and, though he saw much that occurred, assisted by the friendly Irishman he was coolly and safely working Saxon back out of the melee.
At last the break came. The losing team, accompanied by its host of volunteers, was dragged in a rush over the ground and disappeared under the avalanche of battling forms of the onlookers.
Leaving Saxon under the protection of the Irishman in an outer eddy of calm, Billy plunged back into the mix-up. Several minutes later he emerged with the missing couple--Bert bleeding from a blow on the ear, but hilarious, and Mary rumpled and hysterical.
"This ain't sport," she kept repeating. "It's a shame, a dirty shame."
"We got to get outa this," Billy said. "The fun's only commenced."
"Aw, wait," Bert begged. "It's worth eight dollars. It's cheap at any price. I ain't seen so many black eyes and bloody noses in a month of Sundays."
"Well, go on back an' enjoy yourself," Billy commended. "I'll take the girls up there on the side hill where we can look on. But I won't give much for your good looks if some of them Micks lands on you."
The trouble was over in an amazingly short time, for from the judges' stand beside the track the announcer was bellowing the start of the boys' foot-race; and Bert, disappointed, joined Billy and the two girls on the hillside looking down upon the track.
There were boys' races and girls' races, races of young women and old women, of fat men and fat women, sack races and three-legged races, and the contestants strove around the small track through a Bedlam of cheering supporters. The tug-of-war was already forgotten, and good nature reigned again.
Five young men toed the mark, crouching with fingertips to the ground and waiting the starter's revolver-shot. Three were in their stocking-feet, and the remaining two wore spiked running-shoes.
"Young men's race," Bert read from the program. "An' only one prize--twenty-five dollars. See the red-head with the spikes--the one next to the outside. San Francisco's set on him winning. He's their crack, an' there's a lot of bets up."
"Who's goin' to win?" Mary deferred to Billy's superior athletic knowledge.
"How can I tell!" he answered. "I never saw any of 'em before. But they all look good to me. May the best one win, that's all."
The revolver was fired, and the five runners were off and away. Three were outdistanced at the start. Redhead led, with a black-haired young man at his shoulder, and it was plain that the race lay between these two. Halfway around, the black-haired one took the lead in a spurt that was intended to last to the finish. Ten feet he gained, nor could Red-head cut it down an inch.
"The boy's a streak," Billy commented. "He ain't tryin' his hardest, an' Red-head's just bustin' himself."
Still ten feet in the lead, the black-haired one breasted the tape in a hubbub of cheers. Yet yells of disapproval could be distinguished. Bert hugged himself with joy.
"Mm-mm," he gloated. "Ain't Frisco sore? Watch out for fireworks now. See! He's bein' challenged. The judges ain't payin' him the money. An' he's got a gang behind him. Oh! Oh! Oh! Ain't had so much fun since my old woman broke her leg!"
"Why don't they pay him, Billy?" Saxon asked. "He won."
"The Frisco bunch is challengin' him for a professional," Billy elucidated. "That's what they're all beefin' about. But it ain't right. They all ran for that money, so they're all professional."
The crowd surged and argued and roared in front of the judges' stand. The stand was a rickety, two-story affair, the second story open at the front, and here the judges could be seen debating as heatedly as the crowd beneath them.
"There she starts!" Bert cried. "Oh, you rough-house!"
The black-haired racer, backed by a dozen supporters, was climbing the outside stairs to the judges.
"The purse-holder's his friend," Billy said. "See, he's paid him, an' some of the judges is willin' an' some are beefin'. An' now that other gang's going up--they're Redhead's." He turned to Saxon with a reassuring smile. "We're well out of it this time. There's goin' to be rough stuff down there in a minute."
"The judges are tryin' to make him give the money back," Bert explained. "An' if he don't the other gang'll take it away from him. See! They're reachin' for it now."
High above his head, the winner held the roll of paper containing the twenty-five silver dollars. His gang, around him, was shouldering back those who tried to seize the money. No blows had been struck yet, but the struggle increased until the frail structure shook and swayed. From the crowd beneath the winner was variously addressed: "Give it baok, you dog!" "Hang on to it, Tim!" "You won fair, Timmy!" "Give it back, you dirty robber!" Abuse unprintable as well as friendly advice was hurled at him.
The struggle grew more violent. Tim's supporters strove to hold him off the floor so that his hand would still be above the grasping hands that shot up. Once, for an instant, his arm was jerked down. Again it went up. But evidently the paper had broken, and with a last desperate effort, before he went down, Tim flung the coin out in a silvery shower upon the heads of the crowd beneath. Then ensued a weary period of arguing and quarreling.
"I wish they'd finish, so as we could get back to the dancin'," Mary complained. "This ain't no fun."
Slowly and painfully the judges' stand was cleared, and an announcer, stepping to the front of the stand, spread his arms appealing for silence. The angiy clamor died down.
"The judges have decided," he shouted, "that this day of good fellowship an' brotherhood--"
"Hear! Hear!" Many of the cooler heads applauded. "That's the stuff!" "No fightin'!" "No hard feelin's!"
"An' therefore," the announcer became audible again, "the judges have decided to put up another purse of twenty-five dollars an' run the race over again!"
"An' Tim?" bellowed scores of throats. "What about Tim?" "He's been robbed!" "The judges is rotten!"
Again the announcer stilled the tumult with his arm appeal.
"The judges have decided, for the sake of good feelin', that Timothy McManus will also run. If he wins, the money's his."
"Now wouldn't that jar you?" Billy grumbled disgustedly. "If Tim's eligible now, he was eligible the first time. An' if he was eligible the first time, then the money was his."
"Red-head'll bust himself wide open this time," Bert jubilated.
"An' so will Tim," Billy rejoined. "You can bet he's mad clean through, and he'll let out the links he was holdin' in last time."
Another quarter of an hour was spent in clearing the track of the excited crowd, and this time only Tim and Red-head toed the mark. The other three young men had abandoned the contest.
The leap of Tim, at the report of the revolver, put him a clean yard in the lead.
"I guess he's professional, all right, all right," Billy remarked. "An' just look at him go!"
Half-way around, Tim led by fifty feet, and, running swiftly, maintaining the same lead, he came down the homestretch an easy winner. When directly beneath the group on the hillside, the incredible and unthinkable happened. Standing close to the inside edge of the track was a dapper young man with a light switch cane. He was distinctly out of place in such a gathering, for upon him was no ear-mark of the working class. Afterward, Bert was of the opinion that he looked like a swell dancing master, while Billy called him "the dude."
So far as Timothy McManus was concerned, the dapper young man was destiny; for as Tim passed him, the young man, with utmost deliberation, thrust his cane between Tim's flying legs. Tim sailed through the air in a headlong pitch, struck spread-eagled on his face, and plowed along in a cloud of dust.
There was an instant of vast and gasping silence. The young man, too, seemed petrified by the ghastliness of his deed. It took an approciable interval of time for him, as well as for the onlookers, to realize what he had done. They recovered first, and from a thousand throats the wild Irish yell went up. Red-head won the race without a cheer. The storm center had shifted to the young man with the cane. After the yell, he had one moment of indecision; then he turned and darted up the track.
"Go it, sport!" Bert cheered, waving his hat in the air. "You're the goods for me! Who'd a-thought it? Who'd a-thought it? Say!--wouldn't it, now? Just wouldn't it?"
"Phew! He's a streak himself," Billy admired. "But what did he do it for? He's no bricklayer."
Like a frightened rabbit, the mad roar at his heels, the young man tore up the track to an open space on the hillside, up which he clawed and disappeared among the trees. Behind him toiled a hundred vengeful runners.
"It's too bad he's missing the rest of it," Billy said. "Look at 'em goin' to it."
Bert was beside himself. He leaped up and down and cried continuously.
"Look at 'em! Look at 'em! Look at 'em!"
The Oakland faction was outraged. Twice had its favorite runner been jobbed out of the race. This last was only another vile trick of the Frisco faction. So Oakland doubled its brawny fists and swung into San Francisco for blood. And San Francisco, consciously innocent, was no less willing to join issues. To be charged with such a crime was no less monstrous than the crime itself. Besides, for too many tedious hours had the Irish heroically suppressed themselves. Five thousands of them exploded into joyous battle. The women joined with them. The whole amphitheater was filled with the conflict. There were rallies, retreats, charges, and counter-charges. Weaker groups were forced fighting up the hillsides. Other groups, bested, fled among the trees to carry on guerrilla warfare, emerging in sudden dashes to overwhelm isolated enemies. Half a dozen special policemen, hired by the Weasel Park management, received an impartial trouncing from both sides.
"Nohody's the friend of a policeman," Bert chortled, dabbing his handkerchief to his injured ear, which still bled.
The bushes crackled behind him, and he sprang aside to let the locked forms of two men go by, rolling over and over down the hill, each striking when uppermost, and followed by a screaming woman who rained blows on the one who was patently not of her clan.
The judges, in the second story of the stand, valiantly withstood a fierce assault until the frail structure toppled to the ground in splinters.
"What's that woman doing?" Saxon asked, calling attention to an elderly woman beneath them on the track, who had sat down and was pulling from her foot an elastic-sided shoe of generous dimensions.
"Goin' swimming," Bert chuckled, as the stocking followed.
They watched, fascinated. The shoe was pulled on again over the bare foot. Then the woman slipped a rock the size of her fist into the stocking, and, brandishing this ancient and horrible weapon, lumbered into the nearest fray.
"Oh!--Oh!--Oh!" Bert screamed, with every blow she struck "Hey, old flannel-mouth! Watch out! You'll get yours in a second. Oh! Oh! A peach! Did you see it? Hurray for the old lady! Look at her tearin' into 'em! Watch out, old girl! ... Ah-h-h."
His voice died away regretfully, as the one with the stocking, whose hair had been clutched from behind by another Amazon, was whirled about in a dizzy semicircle.
Vainly Mary clung to his arm, shaking him back and forth and remonstrating.
"Can't you be sensible?" she cried. "It's awful! I tell you it's awful!"
But Bert was irrepressible.
"Go it, old girl!" he encouraged. "You win! Me for you every time! Now's your chance! Swat! Oh! My! A peach! A peach!"
"It's the biggest rough-house I ever saw," Billy confided to Saxon. "It sure takes the Micks to mix it. But what did that dude wanta do it for? That's what gets me. He wasn't a bricklayer--not even a workingman--just a regular sissy dude that didn't know a livin' soul in the grounds. But if he wanted to raise a rough-house he certainly done it. Look at 'em. They're fightin' everywhere."
He broke into sudden laughter, so hearty that the tears came into his eyes.
"What is it?" Saxon asked, anxious not to miss anything.
"It's that dude," Billy explained between gusts. "What did he wanta do it for? That's what gets my goat. What'd he wanta do it for?"
There was more crashing in the brush, and two women erupted upon the scene, one in flight, the other pursuing. Almost ere they could realize it, the little group found itself merged in the astounding conflict that covered, if not the face of creation, at least all the visible landscape of Weasel Park.
The fleeing woman stumbled in rounding the end of a picnic bench, and would have been caught had she not seized Mary's arm to recover balance, and then flung Mary full into the arms of the woman who pursued. This woman, largely built, middle-aged, and too irate to comprehend, clutched Mary's hair by one hand and lifted the other to smack her. Before the blow could fall, Billy had seized both the woman's wrists.
"Come on, old girl, cut it out," he said appeasingly. "You're in wrong. She ain't done nothin'."
Then the woman did a strange thing. Making no resistance, but maintaining her hold on the girl's hair, she stood still and calmly began to scream. The scream was hideously compounded of fright and fear. Yet in her face was neither fright nor fear. She regarded Billy coolly and appraisingly, as if to see how he took it--her scream merely the cry to the clan for help.
"Aw, shut up, you battleax!" Bert vociferated, trying to drag her off by the shoulders.
The result was that The four rocked back and forth, while the woman calmly went on screaming. The scream became touched with triumph as more crashing was heard in the brush.
Saxon saw Billy's slow eyes glint suddenly to the hardness of steel, and at the same time she saw him put pressure on his wrist-holds. The woman released her grip on Mary and was shoved back and free. Then the first man of the rescue was upon them. He did not pause to inquire into the merits of the affair. It was sufficient that he saw the woman reeling away from Billy and screaming with pain that was largely feigned.
"It's all a mistake," Billy cried hurriedly. "We apologize, sport--"
The Irishman swung ponderously. Billy ducked, cutting his apology short, and as the sledge-like fist passed over his head, he drove his left to the other's jaw. The big Irishman toppled over sidewise and sprawled on the edge of the slope. Half-scrambled back to his feet and out of balance, he was caught by Bert's fist, and this time went clawing down the slope that was slippery with short, dry grass. Bert was redoubtable. "That for you, old girl--my compliments," was his cry, as he shoved the woman over the edge on to the treacherous slope. Three more men were emerging from the brush.
In the meantime, Billy had put Saxon in behind the protection of the picnic table. Mary, who was hysterical, had evinced a desire to cling to him, and he had sent her sliding across the top of the table to Saxon.
"Come on, you flannel-mouths!" Bert yelled at the newcomers, himself swept away by passion, his black eyes flashing wildly, his dark face inflamed by the too-ready blood. "Come on, you cheap skates! Talk about Gettysburg. We'll show you all the Americans ain't dead yet!"
"Shut your trap--we don't want a scrap with the girls here," Billy growled harshly, holding his position in front of the table. He turned to the three rescuers, who were bewildered by the lack of anything visible to rescue. "Go on, sports. We don't want a row. You're in wrong. They ain't nothin' doin' in the fight line. We don't wanta fight--d'ye get me?"
They still hesitated, and Billy might have succeeded in avoiding trouble had not the man who had gone down the bank chosen that unfortunate moment to reappear, crawling groggily on hands and knees and showing a bleeding face. Again Bert reached him and sent him downslope, and the other three, with wild yells, sprang in on Billy, who punched, shifted position, ducked and punched, and shifted again ere he struck the thiird time. His blows were clean end hard, scientifically delivered, with the weight of his body behind.
Saxon, looking on, saw his eyes and learned more about him. She was frightened, but clear-seeing, and she was startled by the disappearance of all depth of light and shadow in his eyes. They showed surface only--a hard, bright surface, almost glazed, devoid of all expression save deadly seriousness. Bert's eyes showed madness. The eyes of the Irishmen were angry and serious, and yet not all serious. There was a wayward gleam in them, as if they enjoyed the fracas. But in Billy's eyes was no enjoyment. It was as if he had certain work to do and had doggedly settled down to do it.
Scarcely more expression did she note in the face, though there was nothing in common between it and the one she had seen all day. The boyishness had vanished. This face was mature in a terrifying, ageless way. There was no anger in it, Nor was it even pitiless. It seemed to have glazed as hard and passionlessly as his eyes. Something came to her of her wonderful mother's tales of the ancient Saxons, and he seemed to her one of those Saxons, and she caught a glimpse, on the well of her consciousness, of a long, dark boat, with a prow like the beak of a bird of prey, and of huge, half-naked men, wing-helmeted, and one of their faces, it seemed to her, was his face. She did not reason this. She felt it, and visioned it as by an unthinkable clairvoyance, and gasped, for the flurry of war was over. It had lasted only seconds, Bert was dancing on the edge of the slippery slope and mocking the vanquished who had slid impotently to the bottom. But Billy took charge.
"Come on, you girls," he commanded. "Get onto yourself, Bert. We got to get onta this. We can't fight an army."
He led the retreat, holding Saxon's arm, and Bert, giggling and jubilant, brought up the rear with an indignant Mary who protested vainly in his unheeding ears.
For a hundred yards they ran and twisted through the trees, and then, no signs of pursuit appearing, they slowed down to a dignified saunter. Bert, the trouble-seeker, pricked his ears to the muffled sound of blows and sobs, and stepped aside to investigate.
"Oh! look what I've found!" he called.
They joined him on the edge of a dry ditch and looked down. In the bottom were two men, strays from the fight, grappled together and still fighting. They were weeping out of sheer fatigue and helplessness, and the blows they only occasionally struck were open-handed and ineffectual.
"Hey, you, sport--throw sand in his eyes," Bert counseled. "That's it, blind him an' he's your'n."
"Stop that!" Billy shouted at the man, who was following instructions, "Or I'll come down there an' beat you up myself. It's all over--d'ye get me? It's all over an' everybody's friends. Shake an' make up. The drinks are on both of you. That's right--here, gimme your hand an' I'll pull you out."
They left them shaking hands and brushing each other's clothes.
"It soon will be over," Billy grinned to Saxon. "I know 'em. Fight's fun with them. An' this big scrap's made the days howlin' success. what did I tell you!--look over at that table there."
A group of disheveled men and women, still breathing heavily, were shaking hands all around.
"Come on, let's dance," Mary pleaded, urging them in the direction of the pavilion.
All over the park the warring bricklayers were shaking hands and making up, while the open-air bars were crowded with the drinkers.
Saxon walked very close to Billy. She was proud of him. He could fight, and he could avoid trouble. In all that had occurred he had striven to avoid trouble. And, also, consideration for her and Mary had been uppermost in his mind.
"You are brave," she said to him.
"It's like takin' candy from a baby," he disclaimed. "They only rough-house. They don't know boxin'. They're wide open, an' all you gotta do is hit 'em. It ain't real fightin', you know." With a troubled, boyish look in his eyes, he stared at his bruised knuckles. "An' I'll have to drive team to-morrow with 'em," he lamented. "Which ain't fun, I'm tellin' you, when they stiffen up."
Continue to Chapter 5


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Another Glimpse into 'Jewish Humour' by Gilad Atzmon
As the rest of the world is becoming aware of Israel being an outlaw terrorist state, the Hasbara jokers in Tel Aviv are determined to save their doomed State by the means of 'Jewish humour'.
Two weeks ago they circulated We Con the World , a 'satire' on the Mavi Marmara 'terrorist clan'. It backfired immediately. Israel was quick to apologise. At the end of the day, the Mavi Marama was a peaceful humanitarian mission. It was attacked by murderous Kosher pirates in high seas.
This week the Israelis repeat the same mistake. Using a similar type of satire, they call Muslim leaders terrorists. Someone should remind the Israelis that their efforts are in vain. If anything these videos provide us with a genuine glimpse into Israeli revolting racism. These videos are actually a true image of Israeli projection of their own lethal militant aggression.


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Sunday, October 30, 2011
Missing in Action No More
Last week I did a bit of genealogy-related stuff and I spent most of this weekend doing genealogy stuff.
Yesterday I attended the Fairfax Genealogical Society's Fall Fair on the subject of Military Records, with three presentations delivered by Craig Scott: "Researching Your Colonial and French and Indian War Ancestor," "Researching Your War of 1812 Ancestor," and "Reasons for Not Serving in the Civil War." There were lots of places, dates, maps, resources, and funny stories. It was glorious.
Today I spent half a day researching the George Robert Brinlee family. It is great to be "back in the saddle." I feel relaxed and relieved.
I'm not all done with chores. 3-4 people and 3 cats still manage to shed a lot of hair and fur and track in a lot of dirt. And two family members are still packrats. And we haven't really finished our yard cleanup.
But I know where to find stuff now. And I'm putting documents away - in the right place - after I create or use them. It's like being on a diet. Discipline must be maintained.
Yesterday I read a post on Jennifer's Rainy Day Genealogy Readings: "Defining Research, Part 1." A real case study in genealogical bad manners, if not outright plagiarism. Things like this are one of the reasons why I use my own template (different from Ancestry's) for place names. That way I can see who is "clicking and claiming" my data. I don't really mind that they do. But posting information someone has freely shared with you without crediting them, as described in this post, is shoddy and low-class.
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And a good genealogist (or family historian)has no truck with the shoddy and low-class variety that pilfer and steal with no thought of others!!ReplyDelete
P.P. Glad to see you back, relaxed and rested and serene.ReplyDelete
It's amazing how life can interfere with our genealogy, but it always feels nice to come back to, doesn't it? Keep that chillaxin' feeling!ReplyDelete
I almost went to that Fair, but hadn't signed up and then it ended up snowing all day here. Maybe next year.ReplyDelete
Joan - Absolutely! What is it about stealing that these people don't understand?ReplyDelete
Jennifer - Thank you - now if my job were just a little bit less intense....
Nancy - I wish you had come! Let me know if you come to the spring event or to next year's Fall Fair - we should meet up.
Hi Greta,ReplyDelete
Welcome back. I really appreciate your sense of trying to keep things in order. It's so easy to let that desk that file get out of hand -- and then so much time to get it back in order. I've been going through my boxes and "discovered" (not really -- just forgot I had them after about 6 years not looking at that box) letters from the 1950s (several hundred) my parents had written to each other when Dad travelled. Also in there -- misplaced, were FIVE of my mom's diaries -- stored in the wrong box (I have a "journals" box). She was TEN when she started writing! I was so thrilled, and am now scanning them, and have to be very careful to get them right back where they belong. The diaries revealed my mom falling in love with my dad!!! -- 70 years ago this year. Wow! A hook. So I'm posting these sweet entries now on my blog -7 decades later. Thanks for a reminder of how much we have to keep on top of things - even when life interferes!
That is interesting! New to me. I love etymology.There you go: social media drugs our brain with feel-good hormones when we get likes, but it isn't the same as dinner with family.ReplyDelete
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