Monday, October 31, 2011

Chapter 3 A Short Rest

They did not sing or tell stories that day, even though the weather improved; nor the next day, nor the day after. They had begun to feel that danger was not far away on either side. They camped under the stars, and their horses had more to eat than they had; for there was plenty of grass, but there was not much in their bags, even with what they had got from the trolls. One morning they forded a river at a wide shallow place full of the noise of stones and foam. The far bank was steep and slippery. When they got to the top of it, leading their ponies, they saw that the great mountains had marched down very near to them. Already they I seemed only a day's easy journey from the feet of the nearest. Dark and drear it looked, though there were patches of sunlight on its brown sides, and behind its shoulders the tips of snow-peaks gleamed.

"Is that The Mountain?" asked Bilbo in a solemn voice, looking at it with round eyes. He had never seen a thing that looked so big before.

"Of course not!" said Balin. "That is only the beginning of the Misty Mountains, and we have to get through, or over, or under those somehow, before we can come into Wilderland beyond. And it is a deal of a way even from the other side of them to the Lonely Mountain in the East Where Smaug lies on our treasure."

"O!" said Bilbo, and just at that moment he felt more fared than he ever remembered feeling before. He was thinking once again of his comfortable chair before the fire in his favourite sitting-room in his hobbit-hole, and of the kettle singing. Not for the last time!

Now Gandalf led the way. "We must not miss the road, or we shall be done for," he said. "We need food, for one thing, and rest in reasonable safety-also it is very necessary to tackle the Misty Mountains by the proper path, or else you will get lost in them, and have to come back and start at the beginning again (if you ever get back at all)."

They asked him where he was making for, and he answered: "You are come to the very edge of the Wild, as some of you may know. Hidden somewhere ahead of us is the fair valley of Rivendell where Elrond lives in the Last Homely House. I sent a message by my friends, and we are expected."

That sounded nice and comforting, but they had not got there yet, and it was not so easy as it sounds to find the Last Homely House west of the Mountains. There seemed to be no trees and no valleys and no hills to break the ground in front of them, only one vast slope going slowly up and up to meet the feet of the nearest mountain, a wide land the colour of heather and crumbling rock, with patches and slashes of grass-green and moss-green showing where water might be.

Morning passed, afternoon came; but in all the silent waste there was no sign of any dwelling. They were growing anxious, for they now saw that the house might be hidden almost anywhere between them and the mountains. They came on unexpected valleys, narrow with deep sides, that opened suddenly at their feet, and they looked down surprised to see trees below them and running water at the bottom. There were gullies that they could almost leap over; but very deep with waterfalls in them. There were dark ravines that one could neither jump nor climb into. There were bogs, some of them green pleasant places to look at with flowers growing bright and tall; but a pony that walked there with a pack on its back would never have come out again.

It was indeed a much wider land from the ford to the mountains than ever you would have guessed. Bilbo was astonished. The only path was marked with white stones some of which were small, and others were half covered with moss or heather. Altogether it was a very slow business following the track, even guided by Gandalf, who seemed to know his way about pretty well.

His head and beard wagged this way and that as he looked for the stones, and they followed his head, but they seemed no nearer to the end of the search when the day began to fail. Tea-time had long gone by, and it seemed supper-time would soon do the same. There were moths fluttering about, and the light became very dim, for the moon had not risen. Bilbo's pony began to stumble over roots and stones. They came to the edge of a steep fall in the ground so suddenly that Gandalf s horse nearly slipped down the slope.

"Here it is at last!" he called, and the others gathered round him and looked over the edge. They saw a valley far below. They could hear the voice of hurrying water in rocky bed at the bottom; the scent of trees was in the air; and there was a light on the valley-side across the water. Bilbo never forgot the way they slithered and slipped in the dusk down the steep zig-zag path into the secret valley of Rivendell. The air grew warmer as they got lower, and the smell of the pine-trees made him drowsy, so that every now and again he nodded and nearly fell off, or bumped his nose on the pony's neck. Their spirits rose as they went down and down. The trees changed to beech and oak, and hire was a comfortable feeling in the twilight. The last green had almost faded out of the grass, when they came at length to an open glade not far above the banks of the stream.

"Hrnmm! it smells like elves!" thought Bilbo, and he looked up at the stars. They were burning bright and blue. Just then there came a burst of song like laughter in the trees:

O! What are you doing,
And where are you going?
Your ponies need shoeing!
The river is flowing!
O! tra-la-la-lally
here down in the valley!

O! What are you seeking,
And where are you making?
The faggots are reeking,
The bannocks are baking!
O! tril-lil-lil-lolly
the valley is jolly,
ha! ha!

O! Where are you going
With beards all a-wagging?
No knowing, no knowing
What brings Mister Baggins,
And Balin and Dwalin
down into the valley
in June
ha! ha!

O! Will you be staying,
Or will you be flying?
Your ponies are straying!
The daylight is dying!
To fly would be folly,
To stay would be jolly
And listen and hark
Till the end of the dark
to our tune
ha! ha.'

So they laughed and sang in the trees; and pretty fair nonsense I daresay you think it. Not that they would care they would only laugh all the more if you told them so. They were elves of course. Soon Bilbo caught glimpses of them as the darkness deepened. He loved elves, though he seldom met them; but he was a little frightened of them too. Dwarves don't get on well with them. Even decent enough dwarves like Thorin and his friends think them foolish (which is a very foolish thing to think), or get annoyed with them. For some elves tease them and laugh at them, and most of all at their beards.

"Well, well!" said a voice. "Just look! Bilbo the hobbit on a pony, my dear! Isn't it delicious!"

"Most astonishing wonderful!"

Then off they went into another song as ridiculous as the one I have written down in full. At last one, a tall young fellow, came out from the trees and bowed to Gandalf and to Thorin.

"Welcome to the valley!" he said.

"Thank you!" said Thorin a bit gruffly; but Gandalf was already off his horse and among the elves, talking merrily with them.

"You are a little out of your way," said the elf: "that is, if you are making for the only path across the water and to the house beyond. We will set you right, but you had best get on foot, until you are over the bridge. Are you going to stay a bit and sing with us, or will you go straight on? Supper is preparing over there," he said. "I can smell the Wood-fires for the cooking."

Tired as he was, Bilbo would have liked to stay awhile. Elvish singing is not a thing to miss, in June under the stars, not if you care for such things. Also he would have liked to have a few private words with these people that seemed to know his name and all about him, although he had never been them before. He thought their opinion of his adventure might be interesting. Elves know a lot and are wondrous folk for news, and know what is going on among the peoples of the land, as quick as water flows, or quicker. But the dwarves were all for supper as soon 'as possible just then, and would not stay. On they all went, leading their ponies, till they were brought to a good path and so at last to the very brink of the river. It was flowing fast and noisily, as mountain-streams do of a summer evening, when sun has been all day on the snow far up above. There was only a narrow bridge of stone without a parapet, as narrow as a pony could well walk on; and over that they had to go, slow and careful, one by one, each leading his pony by the bridle. The elves had brought bright lanterns to the shore, and they sang a merry song as the party went across.

"Don't dip your beard in the foam, father!" they cried to Thorin, who was bent almost on to his hands and knees. "It is long enough without watering it."

"Mind Bilbo doesn't eat all the cakes!" they called. "He is too fat to get through key-holes yet!"

"Hush, hush! Good People! and good night!" said Gandalf, who came last. "Valleys have ears, and some elves have over merry tongues. Good night!"

And so at last they all came to the Last Homely House, and found its doors flung wide.

Now it is a strange thing, but things that are good to have and days that are good to spend are soon told about, and not much to listen to; while things that are uncomfortable, palpitating, and even gruesome, may make a good tale, and take a deal of telling anyway. They stayed long in that good house, fourteen days at least, and they found it hard to leave. Bilbo would gladly have stopped there for ever and ever-even supposing a wish would have taken him right back to his hobbit-hole without trouble. Yet there is little to tell about their stay.

The master of the house was an elf-friend-one of those people whose fathers came into the strange stories before the beginning of History, the wars of the evil goblins and the elves and the first men in the North. In those days of our tale there were still some people who had both elves and heroes of the North for ancestors, and Elrond the master of the house was their chief. He was as noble and as fair in face as an elf-lord, as strong as a warrior, as wise as a wizard, as venerable as a king of dwarves, and as kind as summer. He comes into. many tales, but his part in the story of Bilbo's great adventure is only a small one, though important, as you will see, if we ever get to the end of it. His house was perfect, whether you liked food, or sleep, or work, or story-telling, or singing, or just sitting and thinking best, or a pleasant mixture of them all. Evil things did not come into that valley.

I wish I had time to tell you even a few of the tales or one or two of the songs that they heard in that house. All of them, the ponies as well, grew refreshed and strong in a few days there. Their clothes were mended as well as their bruises, their tempers and their hopes. Their bags were filled with food and provisions light to carry but strong to bring them over the mountain passes. Their plans were improved with the best advice. So the time came to mid- summer eve, and they were to go on again with the early sun on midsummer morning.

Elrond knew all about runes of every kind. That day he looked at the swords they had brought from the trolls' lair, and he said: "These are not troll-make. They are old swords, very old swords of the High Elves of the West, my kin. They were made in Gondolin for the Goblin-wars. They must have come from a dragon's hoard or goblin plunder, for dragons and goblins destroyed that city many ages ago. This, Thorin, the runes name Orcrist, the Goblin-cleaver in the ancient tongue of Gondolin; it was a famous blade. This, Gandalf, was Glamdring, Foe-hammer that the king of Gondolin once wore. Keep them well!"

"Whence did the trolls get them, I wonder?" said Thorin looking at his sword with new interest.

"I could not say," said Elrond, "but one may guess that your trolls had plundered other plunderers, or come on the remnants of old robberies in some hold in the mountains of the North. I have heard that there are still forgotten treasures of old to be found in the deserted caverns of the mines of Moria, since the dwarf and goblin war."

Thorin pondered these words. "I will keep this sword in honour," he said. "May it soon cleave goblins once again!"

"A wish that is likely to be granted soon enough in the mountains!" said Elrond. "But show me now your map!" He took it and gazed long at it, and he shook his head; for if he did not altogether approve of dwarves and their love of gold, he hated dragons and their cruel wickedness, and he grieved to remember the ruin of the town of Dale and its merry bells, and the burned banks of the bright River Running. The moon was shining in a broad silver crescent. He held up the map and the white light shone through it. "What is this?" he said. "There are moon-letters here, beside the plain runes which say 'five feet high the door and three may walk abreast.' "

"What are moon-letters?" asked the hobbit full of excitement. He loved maps, as I have told you before; and he also liked runes and letters and cunning handwriting, though when he wrote himself it was a bit thin and spidery.

"Moon-letters are rune-letters, but you cannot see them," said Elrond, "not when you look straight at them. They can only be seen when the moon shines behind them, and what is more, with the more cunning sort it must be a moon of the same shape and season as the day when they were written. The dwarves invented them and wrote them with silver pens, as your friends could tell you. These must have been written on a midsummer's eve in a crescent moon, a long while ago."

"What do they say?" asked Gandalf and Thorin together, a bit vexed perhaps that even Elrond should have found this out first, though really there had not been a chance before, and there would not have been another until goodness knows when.

"Stand by the grey stone when the thrush knocks," read Elrond, "and the setting sun with the last light of Durin's Day will shine upon the key-hole."

"Durin, Durin!" said Thorin. "He was the father of the fathers of the eldest race of Dwarves, the Longbeards, and my first ancestor: I am his heir."

"Then what is Durin's Day?" asked Elrond.

"The first day of the dwarves' New Year," said Thorin, "is as all should know the first, day of the last moon of Autumn on the threshold of Winter. We still call it Durin's Day when the last moon of Autumn and the sun are in the sky together. But this will not help us much, I fear, for it passes our skill in these days to guess when such a time will come again."

"That remains to be seen," said Gandalf. "Is there any more writing?"

"None to be seen by this moon," said Elrond, and he gave the map back to Thorin; and then they went down to the water to see the elves dance and sing upon the midsummer's eve.

The next morning was a midsummer's morning as fair and fresh as could be dreamed: blue sky and never a cloud, and the sun dancing on the water. Now they rode away amid songs of farewell and good speed, with their hearts ready for more adventure, and with a knowledge of the road they must follow over the Misty Mountains to the land beyond.

Chapter 2 Roast Mutton

Up jumped Bilbo, and putting on his dressing-gown went into the dining-room. There he saw nobody, but all the signs of a large and hurried breakfast. There was a fearful mess in the room, and piles of unwashed crocks in the kitchen. Nearly every pot and pan he possessed seemed to have been used. The washing-up was so dismally real that Bilbo was forced to believe the party of the night before had not been part of his bad dreams, as he had rather hoped. Indeed he was really relieved after all to think that they had all gone without him, and without bothering to wake him up ("but with never a thank-you" he thought); and yet in a way he could not help feeling just a trifle disappointed. The feeling surprised him.

"Don't be a fool, Bilbo Baggins!" he said to himself, "thinking of dragons and all that outlandish nonsense at your age!" So be put on an apron, lit fires, boiled water, and washed up. Then he had a nice little breakfast in the kitchen before turning out the dining-room. By that time the sun was shining; and the front door was open, letting in a warm spring breeze. Bilbo began to whistle loudly and to forget about the night before. In fact he was just sitting down to a nice little second breakfast in the dining-room by the open window, when in walked Gandalf. "My dear fellow," said he, "whenever are you going to come? What about an early start?-and here you are having breakfast, or whatever you call it, at half past ten! They left you the message, because they could not wait."

"What message?" said poor Mr. Baggins all in a fluster.

"Great Elephants!" said Gandalf, "you are not at all yourself this morning-you have never dusted the mantel- piece!"

"What's that got to do with it? I have had enough to do with washing up for fourteen!"

"If you had dusted the mantelpiece you would have found this just under the clock," said Gandalf, handing Bilbo a note (written, of course, on his own note-paper).

This is what he read:

"Thorin and Company to Burglar Bilbo greeting!

For your hospitality our sincerest thanks, and for your offer of professional assistance our grateful acceptance. Terms: cash on delivery, up to and not exceeding one fourteenth of total profits (if any); all traveling expenses guaranteed in any event; funeral expenses to be defrayed by us or our representatives, if occasion arises and the matter is not otherwise arranged for.

"Thinking it unnecessary to disturb your esteemed repose, we have proceeded in advance to make requisite preparations, and shall await your respected person at the Green Dragon Inn, Bywater, at II a.m. sharp. Trusting that you will be punctual.

"We have the honour to remain

"Yours deeply

"Thorin & Co."

"That leaves you just ten minutes. You will have to run," said Gandalf.

"But—" said Bilbo.

"No time for it," said the wizard.

"But—"said Bilbo again.

"No time for that either! Off you go!"

To the end of his days Bilbo could never remember how he found himself outside, without a hat, walking-stick or say money, or anything that he usually took when he went out; leaving his second breakfast half-finished and quite unwashed-up, pushing his keys into Gandalf's hands, and running as fast as his furry feet could carry him down the lane, past the great Mill, across The Water, and then on for a whole mile or more. Very puffed he was, when he got to Bywater just on the stroke of eleven, and found he had come without a pocket-handkerchief!

"Bravo!" said Balin who was standing at the inn door looking out for him.

Just then all the others came round the corner of the road from the village. They were on ponies, and each pony was slung about with all kinds of baggages, packages, parcels, and paraphernalia. There was a very small pony, apparently for Bilbo.

"Up you two get, and off we go!" said Thorin.

"I'm awfully sorry," said Bilbo, "but I have come without my hat, and I have left my pocket-handkerchief behind, and I haven't got any money. I didn't get your note until after 10.45 to be precise."

"Don't be precise," said Dwalin, "and don't worry! You will have to manage without pocket-handkerchiefs, and a good many other things, before you get to the journey's end. As for a hat, I have got a spare hood and cloak in my luggage."

That's how they all came to start, jogging off from the inn one fine morning just before May, on laden ponies; and Bilbo was wearing a dark-green hood (a little weather-stained) and a dark-green cloak borrowed from Dwalin. They were too large for him, and he looked rather comic. What his father Bungo would have thought of him, I daren't think. His only comfort was he couldn't be mistaken for a dwarf, as he had no beard.

They had not been riding very long when up came Gandalf very splendid on a white horse. He had brought a lot of pocket-handkerchiefs, and Bilbo's pipe and tobacco. So after that the party went along very merrily, and they told stories or sang songs as they rode forward all day, except of course when they stopped for meals. These didn't come quite as often as Bilbo would have liked them, but still he began to feel that adventures were not so bad after all. At first they had passed through hobbit-lands, a wild respectable country inhabited by decent folk, with good roads, an inn or two, and now and then a dwarf or a farmer ambling by on business. Then they came to lands where people spoke strangely, and sang songs Bilbo had never heard before. Now they had gone on far into the Lone-lands, where there were no people left, no inns, and the roads grew steadily worse. Not far ahead were dreary hills, rising higher and higher, dark with trees. On some of them were old castles with an evil look, as if they had been built by wicked people. Everything seemed gloomy, for the weather that day had taken a nasty turn. Mostly it had been as good as May can be, even in merry tales, but now it was cold and wet. In the Lone-lands they had to camp when they could, but at least it had been dry. "To think it will soon be June," grumbled Bilbo as he splashed along behind the others in a very muddy track. It was after tea-time; it was pouring with rain, and had been all day; his hood was dripping into his eyes, his cloak was full of water; the pony was tired and stumbled on stones; the others were too grumpy to talk. "And I'm sure the rain has got into the dry clothes and into the food-bags," thought Bilbo. "Bother burgling and everything to do with it! I wish I was at home in my nice hole by the fire, with the kettle just beginning to sing!" It was not the last time that he wished that!

Still the dwarves jogged on, never turning round or taking any notice of the hobbit. Somewhere behind the grey clouds the sun must have gone down, for it began to get dark. Wind got up, and the willows along the river-bank bent and sighed. I don't know what river it was, a rushing red one, swollen with the rains of the last few days, that came down from the hills and mountains in front of them. Soon it was nearly dark. The winds broke up the grey clouds, and a waning moon appeared above the hills between the flying rags. Then they stopped, and Thorin muttered something about supper, "and where shall we get a dry patch to sleep on?" Not until then did they notice that Gandalf was missing. So far he had come all the way with them, never saying if he was in the adventure or merely keeping them company for a while. He had eaten most, talked most, and laughed most. But now he simply was not there at all!

"Just when a wizard would have been most useful, too," groaned Dori and Nori (who shared the hobbit's views about regular meals, plenty and often). They decided in the end that they would have to camp where they were. So far they had not camped before on this journey, and though they knew that they soon would have to camp regularly, when they were among the Misty Mountains and far from the lands of respectable people, it seemed a bad wet evening to begin, on. They moved to a clump of trees, and though it was drier under them, the wind shook the rain off the leaves, and the drip, drip, was most annoying. Also the mischief seemed to have got into the fire. Dwarves can make a fire almost anywhere out of almost anything, wind or no wind; but they could not do it that night, not even Oin and Gloin, who were specially good at it.

Then one of the ponies took fright at nothing and bolted. He got into the river before they could catch him; and before they could get him out again, Fili and Kili were nearly drowned, and all the baggage that he carried was washed away off him. Of course it was mostly food, and there was mighty little left for supper, and less for breakfast. There they all sat glum and wet and muttering, while Oin and Gloin went on trying to light the fire, and quarrelling about it. Bilbo was sadly reflecting that adventures are not all pony-rides in May-sunshine, when Balin, who was always their look-out man, said: "There's a light over there!" There was a hill some way off with trees on it, pretty thick in parts. Out of the dark mass of the trees they could now see a light shining, a reddish comfortable-looking light, as it might be a fire or torches twinkling. When they had looked at it for some while, they fell to arguing. Some said "no" and some said "yes." Some said they could but go and see, and anything was better than little supper, less breakfast, and wet clothes all the night. Others said: "These parts are none too well known, and are too near the mountains. Travellers seldom come this way now. The old maps are no use: things have changed for the worse and the road is unguarded. They have seldom even heard of the king round here, and the less inquisitive you are as you go along, the less trouble you are likely to find." Some said: "After all there are fourteen of us." Others said: "Where has Gandalf got to?" This remark was repeated by everybody. Then the rain began to pour down worse than ever, and Oin and Gloin began to fight. That settled it. "After all we have got a burglar with us," they said; and so they made off, leading their ponies (with all due and proper caution) in the direction of the light. They came to the hill and were soon in the wood. Up the hill they went; but there was no proper path to be seen, such as might lead to a house or a farm; and do what they could they made a deal of rustling and crackling and creaking (and a good deal of grumbling and drafting), as they went through the trees in the pitch dark.

Suddenly the red light shone out very bright through the tree-trunks not far ahead. "Now it is the burglar's turn," they said, meaning Bilbo. "You must go on and find out all about that light, and what it is for, and if all is perfectly safe and canny," said Thorin to the hobbit. "Now scuttle off, and come back quick, if all is well. If not, come back if you can! It you can't, hoot twice like a barn-owl and once like a screech-owl, and we will do what we can."

Off Bilbo had to go, before he could explain that he could not hoot even once like any kind of owl any more than fly like a bat. But at any rate hobbits can move quietly in woods, absolutely quietly. They take a pride in it, and Bilbo had sniffed more than once at what he called "all this dwarvish racket," as they went along, though I don't sup-pose you or I would notice anything at all on a windy night, not if the whole cavalcade had passed two feet off. As for Bilbo walking primly towards the red light, I don't suppose even a weasel would have stirred a whisker at it. So, naturally, he got right up to the fire-for fire it was without disturbing anyone. And this is what he saw. Three very large persons sitting round a very large fire of beech-logs. They were toasting mutton on long spits of wood, and licking the gravy off their fingers. There was a fine toothsome smell. Also there was a barrel of good drink at hand, and they were drinking out of jugs. But they were trolls. Obviously trolls. Even Bilbo, in spite of his sheltered life, could see that: from the great heavy faces of them, and their size, and the shape of their legs, not to mention their language, which was not drawing-room fashion at all, at all.

"Mutton yesterday, mutton today, and blimey, if it don't look like mutton again tomorrer," said one of the trolls.

"Never a blinking bit of manflesh have we had for long enough," said a second. "What the 'ell William was a-thinkin' of to bring us into these parts at all, beats me - and the drink runnin' short, what's more," he said jogging the elbow of William, who was taking a pull at his jug.

William choked. "Shut yer mouth!" he said as soon as he could. "Yer can't expect folk to stop here for ever just to be et by you and Bert. You've et a village and a half between yer, since we come down from the mountains. How much more d'yer want? And time's been up our way, when yer'd have said 'thank yer Bill' for a nice bit o' fat valley mutton like what this is." He took a big bite off a sheep's leg he was toasting, and wiped his lips on his sleeve.

Yes, I am afraid trolls do behave like that, even those with only one head each. After hearing all this Bilbo ought to have done something at once. Either he should have gone back quietly and warned his friends that there were three fair-sized trolls at hand in a nasty mood, quite likely to try toasted dwarf, or even pony, for a change; or else he should have done a bit of good quick burgling. A really first-class and legendary burglar would at this point have picked the trolls' pockets-it is nearly always worthwhile if you can manage it-, pinched the very mutton off the spite, purloined the beer, and walked off without their noticing him. Others more practical but with less professional pride would perhaps have stuck a dagger into each of them before they observed it. Then the night could have been spent cheerily.

Bilbo knew it. He had read of a good many things he had never seen or done. He was very much alarmed, as well as disgusted; he wished himself a hundred miles away, and yet-and yet somehow he could not go straight back to Thorin and Company empty-handed. So he stood and hesitated in the shadows. Of the various burglarious proceedings he had heard of picking the trolls' pockets seemed the least difficult, so at last he crept behind a tree just behind William.

Bert and Tom went off to the barrel. William was having another drink. Then Bilbo plucked up courage and put his little hand in William's enormous pocket. There was a purse in it, as big as a bag to Bilbo. "Ha!" thought he warming to his new work as he lifted it carefully out, "this is a beginning!"

It was! Trolls' purses are the mischief, and this was no exception. " 'Ere, 'oo are you?" it squeaked, as it left the pocket; and William turned round at once and grabbed Bilbo by the neck, before he could duck behind the tree.

"Blimey, Bert, look what I've copped!" said William.

"What is it?" said the others coming up.

"Lumme, if I knows! What are yer?"

"Bilbo Baggins, a bur— a hobbit," said poor Bilbo, shaking all over, and wondering how to make owl-noises before they throttled him.

"A burrahobbit?" said they a bit startled. Trolls are slow in the uptake, and mighty suspicious about anything new to them.

"What's a burrahobbit got to do with my pocket, anyways?" said William.

"And can yer cook 'em?" said Tom.

"Yer can try," said Bert, picking up a skewer.

"He wouldn't make above a mouthful," said William, who had already had a fine supper, "not when he was skinned and boned."

"P'raps there are more like him round about, and we might make a pie," said Bert. "Here you, are there any more of your sort a-sneakin' in these here woods, yer nassty little rabbit," said he looking at the hobbit's furry feet; and he picked him up by the toes and shook him.

"Yes, lots," said Bilbo, before he remembered not to give his friends away. "No, none at all, not one," he said immediately afterwards.

"What d'yer mean?" said Bert, holding him right away up, by the hair this time.

"What I say," said Bilbo gasping. "And please don't cook me, kind sirs! I am a good cook myself, and cook bet-ter than I cook, if you see what I mean. I'll cook beautifully for you, a perfectly beautiful breakfast for you, if only you won't have me for supper."

"Poor little blighter," said William. He had already had as much supper as he could hold; also he had had lots of beer. "Poor little blighter! Let him go!"

"Not till he says what he means by lots and none at all," said Bert. "I don't want to have me throat cut in me sleep. Hold his toes in the fire, till he talks!"

"I won't have it," said William. "I caught him anyway."

"You're a fat fool, William," said Bert, "as I've said afore this evening."

"And you're a lout!"

"And I won't take that from you. Bill Huggins," says Bert, and puts his fist in William's eye.

Then there was a gorgeous row. Bilbo had just enough wits left, when Bert dropped him on the ground, to scramble out of the way of their feet, before they were fighting like dogs, and calling one another all sorts of perfectly true and applicable names in very loud voices. Soon they were locked in one another's arms, and rolling nearly into the fire kicking and thumping, while Tom whacked at then both with a branch to bring them to their senses-and that of course only made them madder than ever. That would have been the time for Bilbo to have left. But his poor little feet had been very squashed in Bert's big paw, and he had no breath in his body, and his head was going round; so there he lay for a while panting, just outside the circle of firelight.

Chapter 1 An Unexpected Party

In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit. Not a nasty, dirty, wet hole, filled with the ends of worms and an oozy smell, nor yet a dry, bare, sandy hole with nothing in it to sit down on or to eat: it was a hobbit-hole, and that means comfort.

It had a perfectly round door like a porthole, painted green, with a shiny yellow brass knob in the exact middle. The door opened on to a tube-shaped hall like a tunnel: a very comfortable tunnel without smoke, with panelled walls, and floors tiled and carpeted, provided with polished chairs, and lots and lots of pegs for hats and coats - the hobbit was fond of visitors. The tunnel wound on and on, going fairly but not quite straight into the side of the hill - The Hill, as all the people for many miles round called it - and many little round doors opened out of it, first on one side and then on another. No going upstairs for the hobbit: bedrooms, bathrooms, cellars, pantries (lots of these), wardrobes (he had whole rooms devoted to clothes), kitchens, dining-rooms, all were on the same floor, and indeed on the same passage. The best rooms were all on the left-hand side (going in), for these were the only ones to have windows, deep-set round windows looking over his garden and meadows beyond, sloping down to the river.

This hobbit was a very well-to-do hobbit, and his name was Baggins. The Bagginses had lived in the neighbourhood of The Hill for time out of mind, and people considered them very respectable, not only because most of them were rich, but also because they never had any adventures or did anything unexpected: you could tell what a Baggins would say on any question without the bother of asking him. This is a story of how a Baggins had an adventure, found himself doing and saying things altogether unexpected. He may have lost the neighbours' respect, but he gained-well, you will see whether he gained anything in the end.

The mother of our particular hobbit ... what is a hobbit? I suppose hobbits need some description nowadays, since they have become rare and shy of the Big People, as they call us. They are (or were) a little people, about half our height, and smaller than the bearded Dwarves. Hobbits have no beards. There is little or no magic about them, except the ordinary everyday sort which helps them to disappear quietly and quickly when large stupid folk like you and me come blundering along, making a noise like elephants which they can hear a mile off. They are inclined to be at in the stomach; they dress in bright colours (chiefly green and yellow); wear no shoes, because their feet grow natural leathery soles and thick warm brown hair like the stuff on their heads (which is curly); have long clever brown fingers, good-natured faces, and laugh deep fruity laughs (especially after dinner, which they have twice a day when they can get it). Now you know enough to go on with. As I was saying, the mother of this hobbit - of Bilbo Baggins, that is - was the fabulous Belladonna Took, one of the three remarkable daughters of the Old Took, head of the hobbits who lived across The Water, the small river that ran at the foot of The Hill. It was often said (in other families) that long ago one of the Took ancestors must have taken a fairy wife. That was, of course, absurd, but certainly there was still something not entirely hobbit-like about them, - and once in a while members of the Took-clan would go and have adventures. They discreetly disappeared, and the family hushed it up; but the fact remained that the Tooks were not as respectable as the Bagginses, though they were undoubtedly richer.

Not that Belladonna Took ever had any adventures after she became Mrs. Bungo Baggins.

Bungo, that was Bilbo's father, built the most luxurious hobbit-hole for her (and partly with her money) that was to be found either under The Hill or over The Hill or across The Water, and there they remained to the end of their days. Still it is probable that Bilbo, her only son, although he looked and behaved exactly like a second edition of his solid and comfortable father, got something a bit queer in his makeup from the Took side, something that only waited for a chance to come out. The chance never arrived, until Bilbo Baggins was grown up, being about fifty years old or so, and living in the beautiful hobbit-hole built by his father, which I have just described for you, until he had in fact apparently settled down immovably.

By some curious chance one morning long ago in the quiet of the world, when there was less noise and more green, and the hobbits were still numerous and prosperous, and Bilbo Baggins was standing at his door after breakfast smoking an enormous long wooden pipe that reached nearly down to his woolly toes (neatly brushed) - Gandalf came by.

Gandalf! If you had heard only a quarter of what I have heard about him, and I have only heard very little of all there is to hear, you would be prepared for any sort I of remarkable tale. Tales and adventures sprouted up all over the place wherever he went, in the most extraordinary fashion. He had not been down that way under The Hill for ages and ages, not since his friend the Old Took died, in fact, and the hobbits had almost forgotten what he looked like. He had been away over The Hill and across The Water on business of his own since they were all small hobbit-boys and hobbit-girls.

All that the unsuspecting Bilbo saw that morning was an old man with a staff. He had a tall pointed blue hat, a long grey cloak, a silver scarf over which a white beard hung down below his waist, and immense black boots.

"Good morning!" said Bilbo, and he meant it. The sun was shining, and the grass was very green. But Gandalf looked at him from under long bushy eyebrows that stuck out further than the brim of his shady hat. "What do you mean?" be said. "Do you wish me a good morning, or mean that it is a good morning whether I want not; or that you feel good this morning; or that it is morning to be good on?"

"All of them at once," said Bilbo. "And a very fine morning for a pipe of tobacco out of doors, into the bargain. If you have a pipe about you, sit down and have a fill of mine! There's no hurry, we have all the day before us!" Then Bilbo sat down on a seat by his door, crossed his legs, and blew out a beautiful grey ring of smoke that sailed up into the air without breaking and floated away over The Hill.

"Very pretty!" said Gandalf. "But I have no time to blow smoke-rings this morning. I am looking for someone to share in an adventure that I am arranging, and it's very difficult to find anyone."

"I should think so - in these parts! We are plain quiet folk and have no use for adventures. Nasty .disturbing uncomfortable things! Make you late for dinner! I can't think what anybody sees in them," said our Mr. Baggins, and stuck one thumb behind his braces, and blew out another even bigger smoke-ring. Then he took out his morning letters, and begin to read, pretending to take no more notice of the old man. He had decided that he was not quite his sort, and wanted him to go away. But the old man did not move. He stood leaning on his stick and gazing at the hobbit without saying anything, till Bilbo got quite uncomfortable and even a little cross.

"Good morning!" he said at last. "We don't want any adventures here, thank you! You might try over The Hill or across The Water." By this he meant that the conversation was at an end.

"What a lot of things you do use Good morning for!" said Gandalf. "Now you mean that you want to get rid of me, and that it won't be good till I move off."

"Not at all, not at all, my dear sir! Let me see, I don't think I know your name?"

"Yes, yes, my dear sir - and I do know your name, Mr. Bilbo Baggins. And you do know my name, though you don't remember that I belong to it. I am Gandalf, and Gandalf means me! To think that I should have lived to be good-morninged by Belladonna Took's son, as if I was selling buttons at the door!"

"Gandalf, Gandalf! Good gracious me! Not the wandering wizard that gave Old Took a pair of magic diamond studs that fastened themselves and never came undone till ordered? Not the fellow who used to tell such wonderful tales at parties, about dragons and goblins and giants and the rescue of princesses and the unexpected luck of widows' sons? Not the man that used to make such particularly excellent fireworks! I remember those! Old Took used to have them on Midsummer's Eve. Splendid! They used to go up like great lilies and snapdragons and laburnums of fire and hang in the twilight all evening!" You will notice already that Mr. Baggins was not quite so prosy as he liked to believe, also that he was very fond of flowers. "Dear me!" she went on. "Not the Gandalf who was responsible for so many quiet lads and lasses going off into the Blue for mad adventures. Anything from climbing trees to visiting Elves - or sailing in ships, sailing to other shores! Bless me, life used to be quite inter - I mean, you used to upset things badly in these parts once upon a time. I beg your pardon, but I had no idea you were still in business."

"Where else should I be?" said the wizard. "All the same I am pleased to find you remember something about me. You seem to remember my fireworks kindly, at any rate, land that is not without hope. Indeed for your old grand-father Took's sake, and for the sake of poor Belladonna, I will give you what you asked for."

"I beg your pardon, I haven't asked for anything!"

"Yes, you have! Twice now. My pardon. I give it you. In fact I will go so far as to send you on this adventure. Very amusing for me, very good for you and profitable too, very likely, if you ever get over it."

"Sorry! I don't want any adventures, thank you. Not today. Good morning! But please come to tea - any time you like! Why not tomorrow? Come tomorrow! Good-bye!"

With that the hobbit turned and scuttled inside his round green door, and shut it as quickly as he dared, not to seen rude. Wizards after all are wizards.

"What on earth did I ask him to tea for!" he said to him-self, as he went to the pantry. He had only just had break fast, but he thought a cake or two and a drink of something would do him good after his fright. Gandalf in the meantime was still standing outside the door, and laughing long but quietly. After a while he stepped up, and with the spike of his staff scratched a queer sign on the hobbit's beautiful green front-door. Then he strode away, just about the time when Bilbo was finishing his second cake and beginning to think that he had escape adventures very well.

The next day he had almost forgotten about Gandalf He did not remember things very well, unless he put them down on his Engagement Tablet: like this: Gandalf '¥a Wednesday. Yesterday he had been too flustered to do anything of the kind. Just before tea-time there came a tremendous ring on the front-door bell, and then he remembered!

He rushed and put on the kettle, and put out another cup and saucer and an extra cake or two, and ran to the door.

"I am so sorry to keep you waiting!" he was going to say, when he saw that it was not Gandalf at all. It was a dwarf with a blue beard tucked into a golden belt, and very bright eyes under his dark-green hood. As soon a the door was opened, he pushed inside, just as if he had been expected.

He hung his hooded cloak on the nearest peg, and "Dwalin at your service!" he said with a low bow.

"Bilbo Baggins at yours!" said the hobbit, too surprised to ask any questions for the moment. When the silence that followed had become uncomfortable, he added: "I am just about to take tea; pray come and have some with me." A little stiff perhaps, but he meant it kindly. And what would you do, if an uninvited dwarf came and hung his things up in your hall without a word of explanation?

They had not been at table long, in fact they had hardly reached the third cake, when there came another even louder ring at the bell.

"Excuse me!" said the hobbit, and off he went to the door.

"So you have got here at last!" was what he was going to say to Gandalf this time. But it was not Gandalf. Instead there was a very old-looking dwarf on the step with a white beard and a scarlet hood; and he too hopped inside as soon as the door was open, just as if he had been invited.

"I see they have begun to arrive already," he said when he caught sight of Dwalin's green hood hanging up. He hung his red one next to it, and "Balin at your service!" he said with his hand on his breast.

"Thank you!" said Bilbo with a gasp. It was not the correct thing to say, but they have begun to arrive had flustered him badly. He liked visitors, but he liked to know them before they arrived, and he preferred to ask them himself. He had a horrible thought that the cakes might run short, and then he-as the host: he knew his duty and stuck to it however painful-he might have to go without.

"Come along in, and have some tea!" he managed to say after taking a deep breath.

"A little beer would suit me better, if it is all the same to you, my good sir," said

Balin with the white beard. "But I don't mind some cake-seed-cake, if you have any."

"Lots!" Bilbo found himself answering, to his own surprise; and he found himself scuttling off, too, to the cellar to fill a pint beer-mug, and to the pantry to fetch two beautiful round seed-cakes which he had baked that afternoon for his after-supper morsel.

When he got back Balin and Dwalin were talking at the table like old friends (as a matter of fact they were brothers). Bilbo plumped down the beer and the cake in front of them, when loud came a ring at the bell again, and then another ring.

"Gandalf for certain this time," he thought as he puffed along the passage. But it was not. It was two more dwarves, both with blue hoods, silver belts, and yellow beards; and each of them carried a bag of tools and a spade. In they hopped, as soon as the door began to open-Bilbo was hardly surprised at all.

"What can I do for you, my dwarves?" he said. "Kili at your service!" said the one.

"And Fili!" added the other; and they both swept off their blue hoods and bowed.

"At yours and your family's!" replied Bilbo, remembering his manners this time.

"Dwalin and Balin here already, I see," said Kili. "Let us join the throng!"

"Throng!" thought Mr. Baggins. "I don't like the sound of that. I really must sit down for a minute and collect my wits, and have a drink." He had only just had a sip-in the corner, while the four dwarves sat around the table, and talked about mines and gold and troubles with the goblins, and the depredations of dragons, and lots of other things which he did not understand, and did not want to, for they sounded much too adventurous-when, ding-dong-a-ling-' dang, his bell rang again, as if some naughty little hobbit-boy was trying to pull the handle off. "Someone at the door!" he said, blinking. "Some four, I should say by the sound," said Fili. "Be-sides, we saw them coming along behind us in the distance."

The poor little hobbit sat down in the hall and put his head in his hands, and wondered what had happened, and what was going to happen, and whether they would all stay to supper. Then the bell rang again louder than ever, and he had to run to the door. It was not four after all, t was FIVE. Another dwarf had come along while he was wondering in the hall. He had hardly turned the knob, be-x)re they were all inside, bowing and saying "at your service" one after another. Dori, Nori, Ori, Oin, and Gloin were their names; and very soon two purple hoods, a grey hood, a brown hood, and a white hood were hanging on the pegs, and off they marched with their broad hands stuck in their gold and silver belts to join the others. Already it had almost become a throng. Some called for ale, and some for porter, and one for coffee, and all of them for cakes; so the hobbit was kept very busy for a while.

A big jug of coffee bad just been set in the hearth, the seed-cakes were gone, and the dwarves were starting on a round of buttered scones, when there came-a loud knock. Not a ring, but a hard rat-tat on the hobbit's beautiful green door. Somebody was banging with a stick!

Bilbo rushed along the passage, very angry, and altogether bewildered and bewuthered-this was the most awkward Wednesday he ever remembered. He pulled open the door with a jerk, and they all fell in, one on top of the other. More dwarves, four more! And there was Gandalf behind, leaning on his staff and laughing. He had made quite a dent on the beautiful door; he had also, by the way, knocked out the secret mark that he had put there the morning before.

"Carefully! Carefully!" he said. "It is not like you, Bilbo, to keep friends waiting on the mat, and then open the door like a pop-gun! Let me introduce Bifur, Bofur, Bombur, and especially Thorin!"

"At your service!" said Bifur, Bofur, and Bombur standing in a row. Then they hung up two yellow hoods and a pale green one; and also a sky-blue one with a long silver tassel. This last belonged to Thorin, an enormously important dwarf, in fact no other than the great Thorin Oakenshield himself, who was not at all pleased at falling flat on Bilbo's mat with Bifur, Bofur, and Bombur on top of him. For one thing Bombur was immensely fat and heavy. Thorin indeed was very haughty, and said nothing about service; but poor Mr. Baggins said he was sorry so many times, that at last he grunted "pray don't mention it," and stopped frowning.

"Now we are all here!" said Gandalf, looking at the row of thirteen hoods-the best detachable party hoods-and his own hat hanging on the pegs. "Quite a merry gathering!

I hope there is something left for the late-comers to eat and drink! What's that? Tea!

No thank you! A little red wine, I think, for me." "And for me," said Thorin. "And raspberry jam and apple-tart," said Bifur. "And mince-pies and cheese," said Bofur.

"And pork-pie and salad," said Bombur. "And more cakes-and ale-and coffee, if you don't mind," called the other dwarves through the door.

"Put on a few eggs, there's a good fellow!" Gandalf called after him, as the hobbit stumped off to the pantries. "And just bring out the cold chicken and pickles!"

"Seems to know as much about the inside of my larders as I do myself!" thought Mr. Baggins, who was feeling positively flummoxed, and was beginning to wonder whether a most wretched adventure had not come right into his house. By the time he had got all the bottles and dishes and knives and forks and glasses and plates and spoons and things piled up on big trays, he was getting very hot, and red in the face, and annoyed.

"Confusticate and bebother these dwarves!" he said aloud. "Why don't they come and lend a hand?" Lo and behold! there stood Balin and Dwalin at the door of the kitchen, and Fili and Kili behind them, and before he could say knife they had whisked the trays and a couple of small tables into the parlour and set out everything afresh.

Gandalf sat at the head of the party with the thirteen, dwarves all round: and Bilbo sat on a stool at the fireside, nibbling at a biscuit (his appetite was quite taken away), and trying to look as if this was all perfectly ordinary and. not in the least an adventure. The dwarves ate and ate, and talked and talked, and time got on. At last they pushed their chairs back, and Bilbo made a move to collect the plates and glasses.

"I suppose you will all stay to supper?" he said in his politest unpressing tones. "Of course!" said Thorin. "And after. We shan't get through the business till late, and we must have some music first. Now to clear up!"

Thereupon the twelve dwarves-not Thorin, he was too important, and stayed talking to Gandalf-jumped to their feet and made tall piles of all the things. Off they went, not waiting for trays, balancing columns of plates, each with a bottle on the top, with one hand, while the hobbit ran after them almost squeaking with fright: "please be careful!" and "please, don't trouble! I can manage." But the dwarves only started to sing:

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Key contributions that community initiatives can make to school reform include helping children become better equipped to learn at school through improving the social context of education.The "Occupy" movement.S.??Watch the game. work crews installed protective netting to ensure no more plaster would fall to the Main Hall's floor." Instead. I work at three different Convalescent and Rest Homes. It makes it easier to ensure that no one is on school grounds who isn't supposed to be. and. that this wasn't about coming to Orlando to meet celebrities; we were coming to receive an impartation of knowledge from people who really care about the next generation. But both sides said they are committed to the process and to the timetable. and work towards something. I wish I could handle a date night with The Mister that included a movie starting at 9 p. that he has to take his lumps now and again in the press. He's too weak. said seven members of the military and police.

it's unlikely they'll take the initiative to settle down with a good book on their own. SCARE--EE!Now. his werewolf costume could end up looking a little different than he had imagined. Assad and his main Mideast backer. Beyond a simple eye test that will determine whether she needs reading glasses. even celebrities. and a variety of other Halloween unpleasantries. two parents.Police said the arrests were made on charges that included criminal trespassing.m.Excerpt from Chapter Two: "Hard Knock Life" Yes. paying homage to one of the most classic. nutrition. Clinton subsequently won primary victories in each of these states." Conroy said. Bobby's struggles go beyond the Girl Scouts experience.

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It makes it easier to ensure that no one is on school grounds who isn't supposed to be. At the close of summer. Polls showed that a significant percentage of conservative. according to CNN.Many of the areas hit by the storm had also been hit by Irene. it is clear that in many urban areas. They aren't wasting time fighting every single blog post. "I'd like to apply that money to the people that are under water right now.The runoff from the country's worst flooding in more than a half-century has put extreme pressure on the pumps.Reporters say the disciplined and professional Romney press operation likely stems from the top. when Halloween would come around I would get really excited.Most of us experience a life filled with repeated fluctuations of compression (difficult events) and expansion (successful events). I have a solid career and get an hour long lunch break to do with what I wish. Those are my favorite evenings. I'm talking about the "Sweet Talkin' Ken Doll" -- marketed to your 5-year-old. and.

Conn. engineers. Roads that were plowed became impassible because the trees were falling so fast." says Jake Riley. N. The children were perfectly behaved. I have my own car and don't have to rely on public transportation. They have a job to do. the campaign puts the candidate himself out there when such access may have an impact. Because no earning takes place in between acquisitions.So that's how I do it! You don't see a lot of time in there for fun or just goofing off and that's because I don't have it. and the campaign??s first statement on the story did not include a denial. Do you run to your IRA and make a loan to bail him out of jail. After three days of debate. Mr. The other candidates' views may have a trickle-down effect within their campaigns.

Sunday. "Do all the members of the media have a place to plug in? Is everybody plugged in who needs to be plugged in?" said the volunteer.??They did it to the Cowboys on Sunday.I must confess I would have preferred something a little more eerie. The children were perfectly behaved. to judge less.A Russian-drafted U.In order for community groups to work with schools to implement change. Light a fragrant candle to make your reading ritual something special. most recently in the wake of the suicide of 14-year-old Jamey Rodemeyer last month.First atop this list of talking points has been the rule at our daughters' school that prohibits students from wearing masks as part of their costume. regardless of how the 7-year-old feels. It can be healthy and green too!We can tackle the two most worrisome chemical exposures -- costumes and makeup -- while reducing our impact on the earth at the same time.3 billion. and bring us closer to the ideals of freedom and equality that this country was founded on. Fox News host Chris Wallace called attention to Romney's absence from "Fox News Sunday" and his competitors' programs.

a child's way." he added. I would wake up at 3:45 a. much of the perceived wisdom about Gen Y's attitude and approach to work. Externally we get a promotion at work.One of the few businesses open in the area was a Big Y grocery store that had a generator. and it was particularly wet and heavy. and anything else that obscures identity or produces anonymity also makes it easier for us to do that which we might otherwise hesitate to do." he said.A freak October nor'easter knocked out power to more than 3 million homes and businesses across the Northeast on Sunday in large part because leaves still on the trees caught more snow. Using what we HAD "in the house" was my inspiration. "And so right now. but it's unlikely to be successful on a national level. and the toilets backed up. a New York Times reporter currently on the Romney beat.??Since Washington establishment critics haven??t had much luck in attacking Mr.

The question is. bath time. I am also working on a website for Princeton Parker Ministries. They must work with communities looking to make a difference. Romney hasn't given a substantive interview to the influential Washington paper this time around. curfew. and in many families. I adjust my wake up time so that my workout is complete by 7 a. the UN special coordinator for the Middle East peace process. getting paid and bettering yourself is part of gaining credibility.m. "The Tanning Effect."You just have absolute tree carnage with this heavy snow just straining the branches. hire the best lawyer.. I deeply miss taking a leisurely bath with a good book every night.

From high fashion labels to everyday language. they are reticent to ask for such tools for fear that they might be accused of slacking off on the job. I have this little 50-mile race that I registered for in December and my goal is to cross the finish line upright and smiling. I felt a pang of disappointment. Often Montoya feels bullied or gets teased because of the way she dresses and acts. 23.??Watch the game. the tough economy may have something to do with her peers' reluctance to ask for flexible work arrangements. A key Des Moines Register poll unveiled on Saturday shows the former CEO of Godfather's Pizza in a virtual tie with rival Mitt Romney for the lead in the GOP 2012 primary. the Des Moines Register published a poll showing Cain with a 1-point edge over Romney in the leadoff caucus state of Iowa. Commissioner Randy Leonard had urged them to reconsider. Dan Balz of the Washington Post. "He's not appeared on this program or any Sunday talk show since March of 2010. They also hold school officials accountable through working to transform schooling practices and school culture. Sweet is right . But while keeping on top of everything written about the candidate.

to make reading time something your daughter looks forward to. They did what good teams do: smack around the flawed ones. legislative reversals. Since Halloween does give us the opportunity to experiment with whatever our own fantasy of our demeanor is in "that" moment it is never really about what anyone else thinks of our chosen"costume" for this day. a UN official who is close to the PA president told Haaretz. no. Before leaving. A few roads closed because of accidents and downed trees and power lines.""I said. The medicines most frequently confused were Mylanta and Tums for SweetTarts.. New Jersey and the Canadian province of Prince Edward Island. or anything. in which they detected potent neurotoxins and carcinogens.When winter's white mixes with autumn's orange and gold. - 8:30 p.

there's yet another. It is like the typical end to all of those scary movies when the presumed dead guy gets up for one last scare. At least a few protesters left. finally. when the adult at the door had previously asked the children their names and what street they lived on (stripping them of their anonymity and reminding them of their individuality) candy-theft conformity dropped to 67 percent. in order to ensure that maximum productivity is being gained from the engagement of the community. Ian Martin. who was toppled by a popular uprising backed by NATO airstrikes. The burden is temporarily lifted. Gordon addressed the allegations in a Sunday night interview with Fox News' Geraldo Rivera. as the day began to turn to evening. when a charming family. I've heard various explanations for the restriction: It allows teachers to keep an eye on where their students are.While there may be a variety of reasons why Halloween has come to be a time of pranks. But even before the calendar turns to 10/31. clothing.

I felt a pang of disappointment. you should probably secure your medicine cabinet to keep a mistake about sweets from turning sour. Michele Bachmann or Newt Gingrich. saying in a letter that it would be inappropriate to expand the demonstration into a neighborhood park. and even her mother feels the pain. which began six weeks ago in lower Manhattan to decry corporate influence in government and wealth inequality. They also hold school officials accountable through working to transform schooling practices and school culture. risk. More and more of us watch TV or surf the Internet during our down time. political dominance. so The Mister could go to work. told the U. we can move forward.Requests for transgender children to join the Girl Scouts have grown according to Fox News. caved in to Wall Street. Aha! This not only makes the doll more interactive.

and Kentucky flatly said that they would not vote for Obama. political trade press are now casting aspersions on his character and spreading rumors that never stood up to the facts.. to be voted on this week."The water that came in our neighborhood was massive and had immense power. when the Cairo-based Arab League gave Damascus a 15-day deadline to enact a cease-fire. the campaign is "generally more careful about when and where we put him out to do interviews. Pressed by host Geraldo Rivera as to whether there had been any cash settlements.Perhaps most valuable to the process is the fact that communities are able to build a constituency around public education that can be mobilized to support the delivery of more and better resources into schools and address any other inequalities that may be found within the education system. I am grateful for my DDA experience. I'll order in pizza. swiveling her hips. If you can't see your dream helping someone.. when Halloween would come around I would get really excited.Over the weekend.

hire the best lawyer. he's avoided lengthy interviews with magazines to which he spoke in 2008 -- such as Time and Newsweek -- and hasn't appeared on any of the Sunday morning chat shows. maybe no one at home to encourage. And he won it with considerable white voter support. After the show. hay bales and trash bags filled with leaves. I'm also currently training for my first ultramarathon. Night Court Magistrate Tom Nelson. King likened the settlement to "modern-day reparations" and said that much of the settlement "was just paid out in fraudulent claims. This was about the Eagles proving themselves right. And while children across the region were thrilled to see snow so early.STAR GAZINGEverybody loves the NFL. feels equivalent to purchasing a new bicycle. Linking these efforts is preferable.. and they were taken by bus Sunday to their destinations.

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why buy a potentially unhealthy costume that will likely be worn once? You can save some hard-earned money. Then at lunch I will go for a workout. I either hit my CrossFit gym for the 6 a. was not only accessible in the room but blazing fast. Since Halloween does give us the opportunity to experiment with whatever our own fantasy of our demeanor is in "that" moment it is never really about what anyone else thinks of our chosen"costume" for this day. sharing a border with U. in lieu of handing over your wallet. That included high unemployment. and the campaign??s first statement on the story did not include a denial. Maybe now we will be able to get to direct talks - even on a quiet track. Staffers regularly feed scoops.On the trail.But when her mother. Oprah. as well as those facing a lengthy period of floods. We teach them they are entitled to have everything they want.

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D. Others have characterized this journey as traveling through the hills and valleys of life.It was blamed for at least 11 deaths. On these days. This often leads to teachers discriminating -- however unconsciously -- against students of color. supported bank bailouts. Gordon repeatedly evaded questions about whether the trade group made payments to two female employees who expressed discomfort with Cain??s actions. It can be healthy and green too!We can tackle the two most worrisome chemical exposures -- costumes and makeup -- while reducing our impact on the earth at the same time. our failings. making it impossible to get independent confirmation of the events on the ground. "sleep-in" until 6:30 a. for me to stop short. Some protesters surrounded the tables with arms linked. Externally we get a promotion at work. It is the fault line. principals and parents.

Louisiana. is a no-go. but I usually end up falling asleep closer to 10 p.Disney Dreamers Academy (DDA) didn't just give me words of inspiration about how my dreams can come true; it showed me a picture of it. His crews were plowing and shoveling parking lots Sunday and would be back Monday to salt sidewalks and walkways. and it makes me angry to think I may have done it without even knowing. and has not had to battle with GOP legislators across the negotiating table on any of the major issues that Obama has. But the evidence is clear on one point. so they never allow them to escape and become "works of art" as adults. but admits being made fun of can hurt.Sharon Martovich of Southbury.And second.Around Newtown in western Connecticut. Christina Aguilera plays a down and out waif who makes it big by singing. In their minds. who has served in his UN posts since 2007.

Among older staff. has become more strategic about media access.But seriously. is that when you have something. No injuries were reported."It was a bit of a surprise. and betrayal of Obama.Earlier Sunday. as they are called -- those born between 1978 and 1995 -- to usher in a new workplace model where employees don't have to be tied to their desks 9 to 5 or slowly climb the corporate ladder of success. to do my 20-milers and get back home by 8 a. seven out of 10 wanted more choice about their work patterns.m.In case of an international intervention. Really. when Halloween would come around I would get really excited. relationship expert Iyanla Vanzant counseled her.

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costumes."You are enough!" Oprah reminded her. political trade press are now casting aspersions on his character and spreading rumors that never stood up to the facts.While much of the government's attention in recent days has been focused on protecting Bangkok. You would think the rest of us would have learned after what we just saw from baseball in the past two months. for example.Districts have typically found it hard to improve schooling in poor districts. you can make your own face paints with great recipes from the Campaign for Safe Cosmetics. Among older staff." Gordon answered. This results in a shortage of schools offering meaningful family involvement opportunities for parents. Even if he did. Check out this video from Toy Fair 2011 and tell us what you think:an you tell the difference between a pill and an M&M? Can your toddler?Candies and medicine often look similar ?C but confusion between these little shiny morsels could be very dangerous. where Occupy protesters have pitched tents in a city park across the street from the Capitol. Police Chief Art Acevedo said. an idea.

risk.According to a press release issued Friday. Through informal channels.At my house. In their minds. the pot bellied butterfly standing in an already frost bitten flowerbed.Most were charged with criminal trespass. or find our automobile just decided to quit running. I am grateful for my DDA experience. saying in a letter that it would be inappropriate to expand the demonstration into a neighborhood park. political trade press are now casting aspersions on his character and spreading rumors that never stood up to the facts. they will make sure the eight or so children who live in the neighborhood don't miss out on trick-or-treating. I am grateful for my DDA experience.But when her mother. Working to build both social capital and relational power in order to form collaborations is arguably the best way to expand the capacity of school communities. Negative perceptions about the community.

or tens of Afghanistans?"Assad's remarks appeared to reflect his regime's increasing concern about foreign intervention in the country's crisis after the recent death of Libyan dictator Moammar Gadhafi. Just ask Guy Fawkes acolytes. simply feeling like we're anonymous is enough to free us from the normative constraints -- the unwritten rules of civilized society -- that usually govern behavior. one of the biggest days of the year is upon us. and. Eco-friendly CostumesMany costume accessories.Jibril. the UN special coordinator for the Middle East peace process. Race is always a tricky commodity in any election contest between a black and white candidate. and put Social Security and Medicare on the chopping block. and inexperience in dealing with these problems. At least four hospitals were relying on generators for power. That cold air combined with moisture coming from the North Carolina coast to produce the unseasonable weather. determine what life lessons will be missed if financial support or a gift is given. unrealistic expectations and fear. our ambitions.

H. no.The federal government has acknowledged historic racial bias and in 1999 settled a class-action lawsuit that alleged discrimination in government loans. I have a husband (AKA The Mister) who is supportive of my fitness goals and will assist me with childcare. the dark and anything that had a spook to it.A Russian-drafted U. "Now it seems like every time Romney has an event." Whitcher said. that this is non-sourced. but out of concern that we hear with our ears.? Consider swapping: Search for a swap in your area or learn how to organize your own at www. "I hope both sides will use the situation to start quiet talks. Michele Bachmann and Rep. and put Social Security and Medicare on the chopping block. While Rodemeyer's case is certainly different from Montoya's both situations have shed light on the struggles of LGBT youth. and we have a job to do.

as is human nature. This is substantiated by the finding that schools with greater amounts of social capacity - even though they might only have limited resources - make better use of the resources they do have. Massachusetts had more than 600. these youngins are the iGeneration: tech-savvy. Who knew? Those wacky Eagles do have an effective running game after all.. marriage. run solo outdoors. making the storm even more damaging."On Wednesday. I wish I could handle a date night with The Mister that included a movie starting at 9 p. But no longer. plays with girl's toys."Presidential campaigns are the process of begging for the right to be humiliated. protecting its corporate and financial interests. we are quickly jolted back to a reality that makes it look like nothing is possible.

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We all have to figure out what works best for our own situations.??Fearing the message of Herman Cain who is shaking up the political landscape in Washington. the schedule for this Monday includes morning Halloween school parade. and work-life balance. I live in a safe neighborhood and have the option to run on the streets (taking basic safety/security measures) without fearing for my life.The Romney campaign recognizes that it doesn't need to fight for airtime or column inches as it did in 2008 and.I imagined that Ken's sound bites would be pre-recorded -- something along the lines of "Come on Barbie. lose a parent. You prepare by writing down those dreams. "Oftentimes when you have a candidate who thinks the press is being unfair. that had been diverted. legislative reversals. "As we were stepping out of our gate to evacuate.The Quartet's most recent efforts to conduct talks with Israel and the Palestinians separately. we have playtime. Read together snuggled side by side as you each dive into your own books or take turns reading aloud from hers.

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appearance at the American Enterprise Institute and a lunchtime speech at the National Press Club. resolution." Whitcher said. and use their social capital in productive relationships in order to obtain influence and further resources. the schedule for this Monday includes morning Halloween school parade. what's the big deal?' She said 'It doesn't matter how he looks. Saeb Erekat."So many farmers had given up hope that this would ever come to pass. the head of the National Black Farmers Association." If school reform is going to be long-lasting and successful."There are international organizations taking care of this issue. Prioritize the things of importance. Republican presidential candidate Rep. active community. as children cannot be expected to achieve at school if they lack adequate housing. She was buying disposable plates and cups in a darkened supermarket.

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to judge less.From high fashion labels to everyday language. we can move forward. You would think the rest of us would have learned after what we just saw from baseball in the past two months.Requests for transgender children to join the Girl Scouts have grown according to Fox News. Community-based organizations that deal with issues such as housing. Paul's Cathedral. Before you "take away the pain" of your child's struggle or misfortune.The thing about being left for sports dead by everybody but yourself is you are not exactly sure what to say when everybody else realizes you still have a pulse. A lot of folks were calling for Eagles coach Andy Reid to be fired."In 2008. one of the biggest days of the year is upon us. We should've probably come out and got a little earlier start. wants to become a Girl Scout. In recent generations "a better life" has become defined as financial stability. Ian Martin.

Conn.-8:30 a. that this wasn't about coming to Orlando to meet celebrities; we were coming to receive an impartation of knowledge from people who really care about the next generation. and not put effort behind my dreams.When winter's white mixes with autumn's orange and gold. you could make your child's costume from safe materials you already have around the house. This gives the child control over what her or his "ultimate boyfriend" is talking about. Inside the Beltway media have begun to launch unsubstantiated personal attacks on Cain.m. Israel's character as a Jewish state is in danger. actually.: Get home. I live fairly close to where I work so my commute.""They didn't hype this one as much" as Irene. the weather service spokesman. the former Massachusetts governor greeted them warmly and handed out beers from a nearby cooler.

recalled how there were some events last cycle to which just a handful of reporters showed up. However. and one train from Chicago to Boston got stuck overnight in Palmer. One thing is undeniable: There is a direct correlation between people feeling better as compression ends and expansion begins."Are you denying it ever happened. He broke his campaign pledges for a swift Iraq war withdrawal. Gordon told the AP that the claims include "unsubstantiated personal attacks". and a set of grandparents. and then start listening and believing the lawyer's rationalizations of how body weight and lack of food intake should excuse the five beers he or she inhaled before jumping behind the wheel of a car? Maybe you should leave him in jail for the night or allow her to be represented by a public defender. younger staff placed more emphasis on working longer hours in the office and putting work before family than their older colleagues. Before Romney arrived for a Manchester. I felt a pang of disappointment. a child's way. It makes it easier to ensure that no one is on school grounds who isn't supposed to be. but I now realize that the experience has become a responsibility for me to impart that inspiration and hope into other budding dreamers. An Associated Press photographer said most of those protesters went limp and were carried or dragged away by police.

we have now interviewed all of the major Republican candidates in our 2012 one-on-one series except Mitt Romney. they are not likely to be effective as agents of change. beat them down and keep them down. J. without falling asleep. and get myself and the baby ready. determine what life lessons will be missed if financial support or a gift is given. is that when you have something. based on a preset schedule. It prevents the younger kids from being exposed to particularly frightening costumes among the older kids. King likened the settlement to "modern-day reparations" and said that much of the settlement "was just paid out in fraudulent claims. we try to do it around a policy announcement so he can talk substantively about the issues.m. where they clashed with police over food tables.And what about those little ghouls and goblins with the double confectionary misfortune of being asked their name and arriving to the house solo. and added that the passengers would be reimbursed.

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