My cousin, who a painter, is in Japan at present.

A . forward and outboard of all obstructions B . forward and inboard of all obstructions C . up and down from the main deck D . to the foremost point on the vessel

The man who buys a television set departs from the world of living men and enters another word of shadows. I do not blame my friend. The real world, I suppose, is just too much for him as it is for millions of others. My friend does not realize, of course, that he is in full retreat from actuality. He supposes, on the contrary, that he is boldly advancing into the fierce current of these times by bringing the world, with all its events and human figures, into his living room. That is the great current illusion. The shadows are mistaken for things. Now, television is a wonderful invention. I have no word to say against it, so long as it is confined to other people's houses where, in my weaker moments, I may see it occasionally free. But it brings no one closer to life. It merely inter- poses a gaudy curtain between lift and the spectator. It is only the latest gadget contrived by thoughtful men to make sure that nobody does any real thinking for himself. My friend will answer that he will now receive the best thoughts of the ablest minds in the world and see their faces as they deliver them. He will see events as they unfold at first hand, with a time lag of half a second or less. Of course, he will. But he won't understand anything better. He will understand less than ever. For the grim, inescap- able fact of human understanding is that it must be private, must come from within and cannot be plastered on like stucco from the outside. A man may secure knowledge from others. He will never secure understanding. Though it is presented in a million different versions, the paramount problem of modern man is to find a satisfactory participation in modern life. And it is there that he is most obviously failing. He can turn a screw on the assembly line, but as the finished automobile comes off at the end, he has no satisfaction in its creation. Or if he works in a white collar he can add up all the figures of business on an adding machine without once touching the realities a life as the country storekeeper touches them. He swarms in his multitudes to watch hockey game but he does not play hockey. In other words, for the essential purposes of life, modern man is becoming a spectator, not a participant, a customer not a creator, a consumer in the main and only incidentally a producer. Thus by a law as old as Eden he becomes sick under a hectic outward flush. His physical diet is better than ever but he sickens by a secret malnutrition of the soul. According to the author, his friend has bought a television in order to_____. A．know the current events B．entertain himself at leisure time C．escape from the reality D．kill time

(29) A．I prefer a boss who speaks frankly. B．My former boss talks over the shoulder. C．A boss who straightens his shoulder while talking satisfies me more. D．The manager is a fast speaker.

Sonia：That’s no problem．The more the merrier．I‘m glad__________． A.I can hold such a barbecue for you B.your cousin will be arriving from California then C.We finally have a chance to get together D.that you’re too busy to come to my barbecue

Harry was worried. He remembered【24】the woman a return ticket. After he【25】the Jersey timetable for May 22nd, he knew she was right. However, had he made【26】mistake？【27】what to do, he smiled at the child, "Did you have a nice holiday in Jersey？" he said to her. "Yes," she answered shyly. "The seashore was【28】and I can swim【29】!" "That's fine," said Harry. "My little girl can't swim a bit yet. Of course, she's only three..." Harry turned to the mother, "I remember your ticket, madam," he said. "30 you didn't get one for your daughter,【31】you？" "Well," the woman looked at the child. "I mean she hasn't started【32】yet. She is only four. " "A four-year-old child【33】have a ticket, madam. A child's return ticket to Jersey costs ＄13.50. So if the railway pays your hotel bill, you will【34】. ＄1.50. The law is the law, but since the mistake was【35】..." Saying nothing, the woman stood up, took the child's hand and left the office. (41) A．bought B．sold C．got D．paid

A．fanciful B．eerie C．strange D．outlandish

In my family it was always important to place blame when anything bad happened. But the Whites didn't worry about who had done what. Mr. and Mrs. White had six children: three sons and three daughters. In July, the White sisters and I decided to take a car trip to New York. The two oldest, Sarah and Jane, were college students, and the youngest, Amy had recently got a driver' s license, and was excited about practicing her driving on the trip. The big sisters let Amy take over. She came to an intersection with a stop sign, but Amy continued without stopping. The driver of a large truck, crashed into our car. Jane was killed instantly. When Mr. and Mrs. White arrived at the hospital, they hugged us all. To both of their daughters, and especially to Amy, over and over they simply said, "We' re so glad that you're alive." I was astonished. No blame. Later, I asked the Whites why they never talked about the fact that Amy was driving and had run a stop sign. Mrs. White said, "Jane's gone, and nothing we say or do will bring her back. But Amy has her whole life ahead of her. How can she lead a full and happy life if she feels we blame her for her sister' s death？" They were right. Amy graduated from college and got married several years ago, She works as a teacher of learning-disabled students. She' s also a mother of two little girls of her own, the oldest named Jane. The writer of the article is ______ . A．Mrs. White's niece B．the Whites' cousin C．Sarah' s friend at college D．Jane' s friend at school

A. go B.accompany C. attend D. visit

I was standing on the corner of the street with a cigar that I wanted to light. I had no match. I waited till a decent, ordinary man came along. Then I said: "Excuse me, sir, but could you oblige me with the loan of a match？" "A match？" he said, "why, certainly." Then he unbuttoned his overcoat and put his hand in the pocket of his waistcoat. "I know I have one," he went on, "and I'd almost swear it's in the bottom pocket — or, hold on, though, I guess it may be in the top — just wait till I put these parcels down on the sidewalk." "Oh, don't trouble," I said. "It's really of no consequence." "Oh, it's no trouble, I'll have it in a minute; I know there must be one in here somewhere"—he was digging his fingers into his pockets as he spoke — "but you see this isn't the waistcoat that I generally…" I saw that the man was getting excited about it. "Well, never mind," I protested; "if that isn't the waistcoat that you generally — why, it doesn't matter." "Hold on, now, hold on!" the man said. "I've got one of the cursed things in here somewhere. I guess it must be in with my watch. No, it's not there either. Wait till I try my coat. If that damned tailor only knew enough to make a pocket so that a man could get at it!" He was getting pretty well worked up now. He had thrown down his walking-stick and was searching his pockets with his teeth set. "It's that cursed young boy of mine," he exasperated; "this comes of his fooling in my pockets. By God! perhaps I won't warm him up when I get home. Say, I'll bet that it's in my hippocket. You just hold up the tail of my overcoat a second till I…" "No, no," I protested again,"please don't take all this trouble, it really doesn't matter. I'm sure you needn't take off your overcoat, and oh, pray don't throw away your letters and things in the snow like that, and tear out your pockets by the roots! Please, please don't trample over your overcoat and put your feet through the parcels. I do hate to hear you swearing at your little boy, with that peculiar grumble in your voice. Don't — please don't tear your clothes so savagely." Suddenly the man gave a grunt of joy, and drew his hand up from inside the lining of his coat. "I've got it," he cried. "Here you are!" Then he brought it out under the light. It was a toothpick. Yielding to the impulse of the moment I pushed him under the wheels of a trolley-car and ran. The author narrates the story in a _________________ tone？ A．sorrowful B．humorous C．indifferent D．excited

A.proud B.arrogant

A．will arrive B．arrived C．arrives D．is going to arrive

A．locations B．views C．events D．pictures

A．the;the B．an;the C．the;an D．a;an

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