THE COMET
W.E.B. DuBois
He stood a moment on the steps of the bank, watching the human river that swirled down
Broadway. Few noticed him. Few ever noticed him save in a way that stung. He was outside the
world—"nothing!" as he said bitterly. Bits of the words of the walkers came to him.
"The comet?"
"The comet——"
Everybody was talking of it. Even the president, as he entered, smiled patronizingly at him, and
asked:
"Well, Jim, are you scared?"
"No," said the messenger shortly.
"I thought we'd journeyed through the comet's tail once," broke in the junior clerk affably.
"Oh, that was Halley's," said the president; "this is a new comet, quite a stranger, they say—
wonderful, wonderful! I saw it last night. Oh, by the way, Jim," turning again to the messenger, "I
want you to go down into the lower vaults today."
The messenger followed the president silently. Of course, they wanted him to go down to the
lower vaults. It was too dangerous for more valuable men. He smiled grimly and listened.
"Everything of value has been moved out since the water began to seep in," said the president;
"but we miss two volumes of old records. Suppose you nose around down there,—it isn't very
pleasant, I suppose."
"Not very," said the messenger, as he walked out.
"Well, Jim, the tail of the new comet hits us at noon this time," said the vault clerk, as he passed
over the keys; but the messenger passed silently down the stairs. Down he went beneath
Broadway, where the dim light filtered through the feet of hurrying men; down to the dark
basement beneath; down into the blackness and silence beneath that lowest cavern. Here with
his dark lantern he groped in the bowels of the earth, under the world.
He drew a long breath as he threw back the last great iron door and stepped into the fetid slime
within. Here at last was peace, and he groped moodily forward. A great rat leaped past him and
cobwebs crept across his face. He felt carefully around the room, shelf by shelf, on the muddied
floor, and in crevice and corner. Nothing. Then he went back to the far end, where somehow the
wall felt different. He sounded and pushed and pried. Nothing. He started away. Then something
brought him back. He was sounding and working again when suddenly the whole black wall
swung as on mighty hinges, and blackness yawned beyond. He peered in; it was evidently a
secret vault—some hiding place of the old bank unknown in newer times. He entered
hesitatingly. It was a long, narrow room with shelves, and at the far end, an old iron chest. On a
high shelf lay the two missing volumes of records, and others. He put them carefully aside and
stepped to the chest. It was old, strong, and rusty. He looked at the vast and old-fashioned lock
and flashed his light on the hinges. They were deeply incrusted with rust. Looking about, he
found a bit of iron and began to pry. The rust had eaten a hundred years, and it had gone deep.
Slowly, wearily, the old lid lifted, .
Please enjoy my novel. If you liked it a lot, I hope you'll go over to Amazon or another ebook retailer and buy it as an ebook. I'm trying a "busker" model....if you like it, in other words, please contribute some money by buying it and that will (hopefully) motivate me to write more novels. Without your support, I'm really not motivated, which is sad, but that's just the way it is.
https://www.amazon.com/Juliet-Sun-Gemma-Nishiyama-ebook/dp/B00BWVXYGS/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1499778269&sr=8-1&keywords=Juliet+is+the+Sun
Get ready for a delightful blend of travelogue, storytelling, and humour - from the ridiculous to the sublime.
Travel with us to Knossos Palace, Crete, and beyond as we share our tales and experiences through a refreshingly different lens.
A melange of storytelling, travel and humour.
Enjoy the musings of a would-be- professor of ethics.
Follow our loved-up couple on their absurd and very tragic story set in Crete.
Get to know Alex - a college kid trying to survive among the undead in NYC.
Dive into a travelogue about Knossos Palace in Crete.
When Blake stepped out of the elevator, he saw her. A few people, .docxalanfhall8953
When Blake stepped out of the elevator, he saw her. A few people, mostly men waiting for girls, stood in the lobby watching the elevator doors. She was among them. As he saw her, her face took on a look of such loathing and purpose that he realized she had been waiting for him. He did not approach her. She had no legitimate business with him. They had nothing to say. He turned and walked toward the glass doors at the end of the lobby, feeling that faint guilt and bewilderment we experience when we bypass some old friend or classmate who seems threadbare, or sick, or miserable in some other way. It was five-eighteen by the clock in the Western Union office. He could catch the express. As he waited his turn at the revolving doors, he saw that it was still raining. It had been raining all day, and he noticed now how much louder the rain made the noises of the street. Outside, he started walking briskly east toward Madison Avenue. Traffic was tied up, and horns were blowing urgently on a crosstown street in the distance. The sidewalk was crowded. He wondered what she had hoped to gain by a glimpse of him coming out of the office building at the end of the day. Then he wondered if she was following him.
Walking in the city, we seldom turn and look back. The habit restrained Blake. He listened for a minute—foolishly—as he walked, as if he could distinguish her footsteps from the worlds of sound in the city at the end of a rainy day. Then he noticed, ahead of him on the other side of the street, a break in the wall of buildings. Something had been torn down; something was being put up, but the steel structure had only just risen above the sidewalk fence and daylight poured through the gap. Blake stopped opposite here and looked into a store window. It was a decorator’s or an auctioneer’s. The window was arranged like a room in which people live and entertain their friends. There were cups on the coffee table, magazines to read, and flowers in the vases, but the flowers were dead and the cups were empty and the guests had not come. In the plate glass, Blake saw a clear reflection of himself and the crowds that were passing, like shadows, at his back. Then he saw her image—so close to him that it shocked him. She was standing only a foot or two behind him. He could have turned then and asked her what she wanted, but instead of recognizing her, he shied away abruptly from the reflection of her contorted face and went along the street. She might be meaning to do him harm—she might be meaning to kill him.
The suddenness with which he moved when he saw the reflection of her face tipped the water out of his hatbrim in such a way that some of it ran down his neck. It felt unpleasantly like the sweat of fear. Then the cold water falling into his face and onto his bare hands, the rancid smell of the wet gutters and pavings, the knowledge that his feet were beginning to get wet and that he might catch cold—all the common discomforts of walking in the rain—s.
A Worn PathEudora Welty (1941)iIt was December—a bright froz.docxrock73
A Worn Path
Eudora Welty (1941)
i
It was December—a bright frozen day in the early morning. Farout in the country there was an old Negro woman with her headtied in a red rag, coming along a path through the pinewoods. Hername was Phoenix Jackson. She was very old and small and shewalked slowly in the dark pine shadows, moving a little from sideto side in her steps, with the balanced heaviness and lightness of apendulum in a grandfather clock. She carried a thin, small canemade from an umbrella, and with this she kept tapping the frozenearth in front of her. This made a grave and persistent noise in thestill air that seemed meditative, like the chirping of a solitary littlebird.
She wore a dark striped dress reaching down to her shoe tops, andan equally long apron of bleached sugar sacks, with a full pocket:all neat and tidy, but every time she took a step she might havefallen over her shoelaces, which dragged from her unlaced shoes.She looked straight ahead. Her eyes were blue with age. Her skinhad a pattern all its own of numberless branching wrinkles and asthough a whole little tree stood in the middle of her forehead, buta golden color ran underneath, and the two knobs of her cheekswere illumined by a yellow burning under the dark. Under the redrag her hair came down on her neck in the frailest of ringlets, stillblack, and with an odor like copper.
Now and then there was a quivering in the thicket. Old Phoenixsaid, "Out of my way, all you foxes, owls, beetles, jack rabbits,coons and wild animals! . . . Keep out from under these feet, littlebob-whites . . . Keep the big wild hogs out of my path. Don't letnone of those come running my direction. I got a long way."Under her small black-freckled hand her cane, limber as a buggywhip, would switch at the brush as if to rouse up any hidingthings.
On she went. The woods were deep and still. The sun made thepine needles almost too bright to look at, up where the windrocked. The cones dropped as light as feathers. Down in thehollow was the mourning dove—it was not too late for him.
i
The path ran up a hill. "Seem like there is chains about my feet,time I get this far," she said, in the voice of argument old peoplekeep to use with themselves. "Something always take a hold ofme on this hill—pleads I should stay."
5
After she got to the top she turned and gave a full, severe lookbehind her where she had come. "Up through pines," she said atlength. "Now down through oaks." Her eyes opened their widest,and she started down gently. But before she got to the bottom ofthe hill a bush caught her dress.
i
Her fingers were busy and intent, but her skirts were full andlong, so that before she could pull them free in one place theywere caught in another. It was not possible to allow the dress totear. "I in the thorny bush," she said. "Thorns, you doing yourappointed work. Never want to let folks pass, no sir. Old eyesthought you was a pretty little green bush." Finally, trembling allover, she stood free, ...
The company you MUST use is Capital OneImpacts of .docxrtodd643
***** The company you MUST use is Capital One
Impacts of Value Added,
outline the goals and indicators for measuring development progress for a nation in which your selected corporation does business. Which ones are most important? How do they relate to the business of your corporation? Is the corporation working with integrity in this environment? Research the value adds the corporation is creating for the community and itself. What are the community reactions? How does this affect the corporation's success? Cite at least two sources.
.
The Comparison and Contrast Block Comparison Essay TemplateThe B.docxrtodd643
The Comparison and Contrast Block Comparison Essay Template
The BLOCK COMPARISON ORGANIZATIONstyleof a comparison/contrast essay has been formatted for you below. In this type of essay, you discuss three points about Topic A (person, place, thing) in your first body paragraph. Then you discuss the same three points about Topic B (person, place or concept) in Body Paragraph #2. Determine your paragraph order depending on the point you wish to make at the end of your essay.
This format is ideal for comparing or contrasting several of the same points about two persons, places or concepts. This format will enable you to draw a clear distinction between the two and make an insightful comment about what you perceive are their similarities and differences. Remember to use the same discussion points concerning Topic A with Topic B.
Not required, but a “Hook” -
Can capture the reader’s imagination and motivate him or her to read further. It is usually the first sentence in your introductory paragraph.
Hook:
The Introductory Paragraph
This introductory paragraph should include points that stay on message and develop your thesis/core idea. The strategies generally used in an introductory paragraph are general ideas to specific ones (General to Specific) which funnel down to your thesis statement. These general to specific ideas are usually draw from the content of your essay. You are essentially giving us a preview of what is to come. Also, you may use historical material (Facts, Historical or Research data) to reinforce your thesis statement and the merit of this essay. The final method for fashioning an introductory paragraph is a personal anecdote, either your own or someone else’s.
Each of the above techniques has to set up your thesis statement and motivate readers to venture on to determine the point of the essay.
Introductory Paragraph
Thesis statement or core idea.
What is the point of this essay? Your thesis statement has to hone in on the point (core idea) you are trying to make in this essay. This is the last sentence in your introductory paragraph.
Thesis Statement:
Body Paragraph #1:
Topic Sentence #1
This should allude to your thesis sentence or core idea in some way. This is the first sentence in Body Paragraph #1
Topic Sentence #1:
Body Paragraph #1 (Three or more discussion points about Topic A)
This paragraph should stay on message and clearly develop the three or more points you wish to develop as part of your thesis/core idea.
First Body Paragraph:
Item of Comparison/Contrast #1:
Item of Comparison/contrast #2
Item of Comparison/Contrast #3
A brief summation of Body Paragraph #1 that helps transition into Body Paragraph #2. This is the last sentence in Body Paragraph #1.
Brief Summation of Body Paragraph #1:
Body Paragraph #2
Topic Sentence #2
This paragraph should allude to your thesis sentence or core idea in some way. This is the first sentence in Body Paragraph #2.
Topic sentence #2:
Body Paragraph #2 (.
More Related Content
Similar to THE COMETW.E.B. DuBoisHe stood a moment on the steps of .docx
Please enjoy my novel. If you liked it a lot, I hope you'll go over to Amazon or another ebook retailer and buy it as an ebook. I'm trying a "busker" model....if you like it, in other words, please contribute some money by buying it and that will (hopefully) motivate me to write more novels. Without your support, I'm really not motivated, which is sad, but that's just the way it is.
https://www.amazon.com/Juliet-Sun-Gemma-Nishiyama-ebook/dp/B00BWVXYGS/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1499778269&sr=8-1&keywords=Juliet+is+the+Sun
Get ready for a delightful blend of travelogue, storytelling, and humour - from the ridiculous to the sublime.
Travel with us to Knossos Palace, Crete, and beyond as we share our tales and experiences through a refreshingly different lens.
A melange of storytelling, travel and humour.
Enjoy the musings of a would-be- professor of ethics.
Follow our loved-up couple on their absurd and very tragic story set in Crete.
Get to know Alex - a college kid trying to survive among the undead in NYC.
Dive into a travelogue about Knossos Palace in Crete.
When Blake stepped out of the elevator, he saw her. A few people, .docxalanfhall8953
When Blake stepped out of the elevator, he saw her. A few people, mostly men waiting for girls, stood in the lobby watching the elevator doors. She was among them. As he saw her, her face took on a look of such loathing and purpose that he realized she had been waiting for him. He did not approach her. She had no legitimate business with him. They had nothing to say. He turned and walked toward the glass doors at the end of the lobby, feeling that faint guilt and bewilderment we experience when we bypass some old friend or classmate who seems threadbare, or sick, or miserable in some other way. It was five-eighteen by the clock in the Western Union office. He could catch the express. As he waited his turn at the revolving doors, he saw that it was still raining. It had been raining all day, and he noticed now how much louder the rain made the noises of the street. Outside, he started walking briskly east toward Madison Avenue. Traffic was tied up, and horns were blowing urgently on a crosstown street in the distance. The sidewalk was crowded. He wondered what she had hoped to gain by a glimpse of him coming out of the office building at the end of the day. Then he wondered if she was following him.
Walking in the city, we seldom turn and look back. The habit restrained Blake. He listened for a minute—foolishly—as he walked, as if he could distinguish her footsteps from the worlds of sound in the city at the end of a rainy day. Then he noticed, ahead of him on the other side of the street, a break in the wall of buildings. Something had been torn down; something was being put up, but the steel structure had only just risen above the sidewalk fence and daylight poured through the gap. Blake stopped opposite here and looked into a store window. It was a decorator’s or an auctioneer’s. The window was arranged like a room in which people live and entertain their friends. There were cups on the coffee table, magazines to read, and flowers in the vases, but the flowers were dead and the cups were empty and the guests had not come. In the plate glass, Blake saw a clear reflection of himself and the crowds that were passing, like shadows, at his back. Then he saw her image—so close to him that it shocked him. She was standing only a foot or two behind him. He could have turned then and asked her what she wanted, but instead of recognizing her, he shied away abruptly from the reflection of her contorted face and went along the street. She might be meaning to do him harm—she might be meaning to kill him.
The suddenness with which he moved when he saw the reflection of her face tipped the water out of his hatbrim in such a way that some of it ran down his neck. It felt unpleasantly like the sweat of fear. Then the cold water falling into his face and onto his bare hands, the rancid smell of the wet gutters and pavings, the knowledge that his feet were beginning to get wet and that he might catch cold—all the common discomforts of walking in the rain—s.
A Worn PathEudora Welty (1941)iIt was December—a bright froz.docxrock73
A Worn Path
Eudora Welty (1941)
i
It was December—a bright frozen day in the early morning. Farout in the country there was an old Negro woman with her headtied in a red rag, coming along a path through the pinewoods. Hername was Phoenix Jackson. She was very old and small and shewalked slowly in the dark pine shadows, moving a little from sideto side in her steps, with the balanced heaviness and lightness of apendulum in a grandfather clock. She carried a thin, small canemade from an umbrella, and with this she kept tapping the frozenearth in front of her. This made a grave and persistent noise in thestill air that seemed meditative, like the chirping of a solitary littlebird.
She wore a dark striped dress reaching down to her shoe tops, andan equally long apron of bleached sugar sacks, with a full pocket:all neat and tidy, but every time she took a step she might havefallen over her shoelaces, which dragged from her unlaced shoes.She looked straight ahead. Her eyes were blue with age. Her skinhad a pattern all its own of numberless branching wrinkles and asthough a whole little tree stood in the middle of her forehead, buta golden color ran underneath, and the two knobs of her cheekswere illumined by a yellow burning under the dark. Under the redrag her hair came down on her neck in the frailest of ringlets, stillblack, and with an odor like copper.
Now and then there was a quivering in the thicket. Old Phoenixsaid, "Out of my way, all you foxes, owls, beetles, jack rabbits,coons and wild animals! . . . Keep out from under these feet, littlebob-whites . . . Keep the big wild hogs out of my path. Don't letnone of those come running my direction. I got a long way."Under her small black-freckled hand her cane, limber as a buggywhip, would switch at the brush as if to rouse up any hidingthings.
On she went. The woods were deep and still. The sun made thepine needles almost too bright to look at, up where the windrocked. The cones dropped as light as feathers. Down in thehollow was the mourning dove—it was not too late for him.
i
The path ran up a hill. "Seem like there is chains about my feet,time I get this far," she said, in the voice of argument old peoplekeep to use with themselves. "Something always take a hold ofme on this hill—pleads I should stay."
5
After she got to the top she turned and gave a full, severe lookbehind her where she had come. "Up through pines," she said atlength. "Now down through oaks." Her eyes opened their widest,and she started down gently. But before she got to the bottom ofthe hill a bush caught her dress.
i
Her fingers were busy and intent, but her skirts were full andlong, so that before she could pull them free in one place theywere caught in another. It was not possible to allow the dress totear. "I in the thorny bush," she said. "Thorns, you doing yourappointed work. Never want to let folks pass, no sir. Old eyesthought you was a pretty little green bush." Finally, trembling allover, she stood free, ...
The company you MUST use is Capital OneImpacts of .docxrtodd643
***** The company you MUST use is Capital One
Impacts of Value Added,
outline the goals and indicators for measuring development progress for a nation in which your selected corporation does business. Which ones are most important? How do they relate to the business of your corporation? Is the corporation working with integrity in this environment? Research the value adds the corporation is creating for the community and itself. What are the community reactions? How does this affect the corporation's success? Cite at least two sources.
.
The Comparison and Contrast Block Comparison Essay TemplateThe B.docxrtodd643
The Comparison and Contrast Block Comparison Essay Template
The BLOCK COMPARISON ORGANIZATIONstyleof a comparison/contrast essay has been formatted for you below. In this type of essay, you discuss three points about Topic A (person, place, thing) in your first body paragraph. Then you discuss the same three points about Topic B (person, place or concept) in Body Paragraph #2. Determine your paragraph order depending on the point you wish to make at the end of your essay.
This format is ideal for comparing or contrasting several of the same points about two persons, places or concepts. This format will enable you to draw a clear distinction between the two and make an insightful comment about what you perceive are their similarities and differences. Remember to use the same discussion points concerning Topic A with Topic B.
Not required, but a “Hook” -
Can capture the reader’s imagination and motivate him or her to read further. It is usually the first sentence in your introductory paragraph.
Hook:
The Introductory Paragraph
This introductory paragraph should include points that stay on message and develop your thesis/core idea. The strategies generally used in an introductory paragraph are general ideas to specific ones (General to Specific) which funnel down to your thesis statement. These general to specific ideas are usually draw from the content of your essay. You are essentially giving us a preview of what is to come. Also, you may use historical material (Facts, Historical or Research data) to reinforce your thesis statement and the merit of this essay. The final method for fashioning an introductory paragraph is a personal anecdote, either your own or someone else’s.
Each of the above techniques has to set up your thesis statement and motivate readers to venture on to determine the point of the essay.
Introductory Paragraph
Thesis statement or core idea.
What is the point of this essay? Your thesis statement has to hone in on the point (core idea) you are trying to make in this essay. This is the last sentence in your introductory paragraph.
Thesis Statement:
Body Paragraph #1:
Topic Sentence #1
This should allude to your thesis sentence or core idea in some way. This is the first sentence in Body Paragraph #1
Topic Sentence #1:
Body Paragraph #1 (Three or more discussion points about Topic A)
This paragraph should stay on message and clearly develop the three or more points you wish to develop as part of your thesis/core idea.
First Body Paragraph:
Item of Comparison/Contrast #1:
Item of Comparison/contrast #2
Item of Comparison/Contrast #3
A brief summation of Body Paragraph #1 that helps transition into Body Paragraph #2. This is the last sentence in Body Paragraph #1.
Brief Summation of Body Paragraph #1:
Body Paragraph #2
Topic Sentence #2
This paragraph should allude to your thesis sentence or core idea in some way. This is the first sentence in Body Paragraph #2.
Topic sentence #2:
Body Paragraph #2 (.
The company uses the periodic inventory system. A physical .docxrtodd643
The company uses the periodic inventory system. A physical count of inventory on December31 resulted in an inventory amount of $50,000.
Instructions
1. Prepare an income statement for the year ending December 31, 2019. Assume that twenty thousand shares of common stock were outstanding the entire year. (12 Marks)
a. using the Multi-Step form.
b. using the Single-Step form.
2. Prepare a retained earnings statement for the year ending December 31, 2019.
(4 Marks)
3. Prepare a Statement of Financial Position as at December 31, 2019. (12 Marks)
a. Report Form
b. Account Form
4. Calculate Earnings Per Share for the year ending December 31, 2019. (2 Marks)
----------END OF TASK-2----------
1
1
DebitsCredits
Sales- 1,533,600
Notes Receivable128,000 -
Investments (short Term)141,600 -
Accounts Payable- 81,600
Accumulated Depreciation—Equipment- 49,600
Sales Discounts16,800 -
Sales Returns28,000 -
Purchase Discounts- 12,800
Cash304,000 -
Accounts Receivable206,400 -
Rent Revenue- 22,400
Retained Earnings- 384,000
Salaries Payable- 35,200
Notes Payable- 120,000
Common Stock, $15 par- 480,000
Income Tax Expense108,800 -
Cash Dividends Declared112,000 -
Allowance for Doubtful Accounts- 10,400
Supplies on Hand17,600 -
Freight-In25,600 -
Short term Investment80,000 -
Freight-out24,000 -
Sales commission339,200 -
Correction for understatement of prior period net income (inventory error)- 80,000
Other Operating Expenses (30% Selling, 70% Administrative)182,400 -
Land104,000 -
Provision for Bad and Doubtful Account- 54,400
Equipment208,000 -
Merchandise Inventory126,400 -
Building166,400 -
Purchases800,000 -
Dividend Income- 40,000
Loss on Sale of Investment20,800 -
Interest Revenue- 14,400
Interest Expense20,000 -
Bonds Payable- 160,000
Gain on Sale of Land- 39,200
Accumulated Depreciation—Building32,000
Accumulated Depreciation—Land- 10,400
Totals3,160,000 3,160,000
Smart Corporation
ADJUSTED TRIAL BALANCE
December 31, 2019
EDU734: Teaching and
Learning Environment
Name of teacher:
Date:
Ages: Number of c.
The company that I decided to follow is Entercom Atlanta which a c.docxrtodd643
The company that I decided to follow is Entercom Atlanta which a company that owns several radio stations across the country. Each of their platforms serves a purpose, allowing them to better connect with listeners.
FACEBOOK: Facebook is the most used platform for this particular company based on the type of markets they are in. Facebook is used as a way to converse with their listeners. It used for not only station updates, but contests and videos as well. This week, they used to keep listeners engaged with their shows.
TWITTER: Twitter used to connect in the same sense. Entercom uses it to converse with listeners as well as give them a constant "play-by-play" of station news. This week, they use it to tweet constant station updates for each show.
YOUTUBE: While Entercom uses youtube, it isnt a successful way to market radio. Their youtube channels don't get nearly as much attention as they their other platforms, including Instagram. This week, YouTube has not been use, as it appears that do most of their postings on Instagram and Facebook.
BLOG: Their blogs are used to keep listeners update with what happened in previous shows as well as what is going in general. It is a way to talk to listeners to who prefer to read about their news, rather than listen to it. This week they used it post about the Super Bowl as well as station contests.
.
The company of choice is Take-Two InteractiveWrite a 1,050.docxrtodd643
The company of choice is Take-Two Interactive
Write
a 1,050-word paper in which you address the following:
Identify the major components of the strategic management process.
Discuss how these components work together to create value for the organization.
Evaluate the company's mission statement, vision statement, motivation strategy, innovation strategy, and people strategy. If the organization does not have one or more of these, how does that affect the organization and its people?
Explain the role of ethics and corporate social responsibility in strategic planning. How does this direct their strategy? How does the organization's vision and mission align with your own values and vision? If you are currently working for the organization, how does your role influence this and vice versa?
.
The Company to use is AppleCreate Microsoft® PowerPoint® .docxrtodd643
The Company to use is "Apple"
Create
Microsoft® PowerPoint® presentation slides with speaker notes
Briefly discuss the various methodologies and techniques that can be used to promote your product (Apple) in the global market - specifically e-commerce and social media.
.
The company I work for is WILDLAWNSubmit a detailed plan fo.docxrtodd643
The company I work for is "WILDLAWN
Submit a
detailed
plan for your class project based on the attached marketing plan outline
The plan should include:
A restatement of your goals, strategies and tactics
Depending on the organization you are working with and it's particular objectives, develop a list of recommended tactics for each strategy to achieve a their specific goals.
In most cases you should include a specific Media
strategy
--- a plan with
tactics, date, content
What are key characteristics of their target audience?
What platform should they use.
What content kinds of content should they share? (Attach to submission)
What about ad campaigns. (the $10 from the 10-10-10)
.
The Company I choose is AlibabaThe topic I will cover is C.docxrtodd643
The Company I choose is Alibaba
The topic I will cover is
Chap 2 & 4,
Chap 7,
Chap 9,
Chap 12
1,000 – 1,200 words
Chap 2 & 4:
Explain the company's culture, ethical, and social responsibility initiatives, and describe their impact on managerial action.
Chap 7:
Describe the type of organizational structure and why you believe the organization has chosen this structure over the others.
Chap 9:
Discuss the increasing diversity of the workforce and the organizational strategy and/or environment.
Chap 12:
Explain the steps taken to motivate and retain organizational members.
.
THE COMPANY ETHICAL ISSUES Student’s Name John Blair.docxrtodd643
THE COMPANY ETHICAL ISSUES
Student’s Name: John Blair
Institution Affiliation: Rasmussen College
Date : September 16, 2018
INTRODUCTION
The consumer electronics industry is highly changing as various players strive to drive strategies such as presenting customers with cutting edge devices.
More so, there are more and more new entrants that are changing the manner in which traditional players are meeting the needs of the consumers through intensive research and innovative strategies.
Therefore, it is important the organization to value the need of the consumer in effort of maintain the customers and most important, attracting new consumers of the products and services of the organization by providing quality products and services.
However, ethical issues impact negatively the performance of the organization and therefore, addressing ethical issues is important for any business.
ETHICAL EXPECTATION OF THE EMPLOYEES
Employees obligation to aligned with the guidelines and the expectation of the organization.
Training and recruitment
Employee Responsibility
Justice and caring
The employees are the key people contributing to the success of the organization. Therefore, the employees should reflect the moral obligation of the organization by flowing the guideline, policy and the rules to achieve the objectives and the goals of the organization. more so, it is important for the employees to acquire the essential skills required to perform duties to ensure he/she provide quality services and products to the consumers. Employees should be responsible for his/ her duties as well reflecting the sense of caring and justices when providing services to the employees. For instance, the ethical issues which have been coming up are that of companies manufacturing devices with materials which are of low quality. It means that materials of low quality are being used to make the devices. Therefore, the purchases department should supervise the type of materials before ordering and approving them for developing electronics for the company.
3
ETHICAL …CONT.
Good moral conduct
Job completion
Honest
When employers perform certain checkups on employees, often completing regular evaluations and other job-performance checks, managers cannot keep all employees under watch at the same time. Therefore, the employees are expected to complete all the task and reflects trustworthy aspect to ensure the company find solution regarding the ethical issues affecting the company.
4
TRENDING ISSUES
Partnership with different organization
Globalization
Marketing through different platforms
In the consumer electronics industry, players are competing with each other to create cutting edge devices that are more appealing to the consumers. Due to this need, majority of the manufacturers have employed various strategies such as partnering with third party manufacturers in a bid to lower operational costs hence being able to present consumers with c.
The company being used is COCA COLA 10 pages not including cover.docxrtodd643
The company being used is COCA COLA
10 pages not including cover and reference.
APA Format
Submit the first Business Report of the Course Project: Company Description and CSR (Corporate Social Responsibility)
Include the following:
1. Name of the Business
2. Mission Statement
3. Legal Ownership
4.Corporate Social Responsibility strategies
5. Code of Ethics
.
The community college’s career development center (CDC) was impres.docxrtodd643
The community college’s career development center (CDC) was impressed with your salary presentation. In your role as a compensation specialist and with your experience in Human Resources, they have now asked you to put together a presentation about benefits so that their students can understand what they need to look for in regards to benefits when they begin their job search. The CDC would like for you to discuss:
• the major components of a benefits program,
• what options students might see in various benefits programs, and
• what may be important to them from a short-term perspective and a long-term perspective.
You should use PowerPoint to create your slide presentation. Your presentation should be at least 12 slides (not including title and reference slide), and use at least one additional source other than your textbook
Chapter 17
Course Textbook
Henderson, R. I. (2006).
Compensation management in a knowledge-based world
(10th ed.). Upper Saddle River, NJ: Prentice Hall.
.
The Community as a StakeholderI The Business-Community R.docxrtodd643
The Community as a Stakeholder
I The Business-Community Relationship
II Philanthropy & Corporate Community Development
III Building Local Living Economies
Is this a community? Why or why not?
Is this a community? Why or why not?
How does this contribute to community?
Or this?
How does this contribute to community?
Or this?
How does this contribute to community?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aq33c6FhRes
What kind of community is this?
What kind of community is this?
Is this a space that builds community?
The firm and its communities…
Site community: geographical location of a company’s offices, operations, or assets
Fenceline community: immediate neighbors receiving the positive and negative effects of company’s activities
Impact community: anyone affected by externalities from the firm
Cyber community: anyone that uses the internet to learn about or communicate with the company
Community of interest: stakeholders with a real interest in the company
Community of practice: those who engage in similar activities or practices
Employee community: those who work or live near the facility
http://www.phila.gov/phils/Docs/otherinfo/pname1.htm
What Community wants from BusinessSupport for art & cultural activitiesSupport for traffic managementParticipation in urban planning and community developmentSupport of local health care programsSupport of schoolsUnited Way Campaign supportAssistance for the less advantagedSupport for pollution control http://www.epa.gov/epahome/commsearch.htmParticipation in emergency planningSupport of local recycling programs
http://www.volunteermatch.org/
What Business wants from CommunityEducation and cultural resources that appeal to employeesFamily recreation facilitiesPublic services – police & fire protection; sewer, water, & electric servicesTaxes that are equitable and do not discourage business operationsBusiness participation in community lifeAdequate transportation systemsPublic officials who operate honestly and with integrity
https://www.bloomberg.com/news/videos/2017-03-13/quicktake-pros-and-cons-of-the-fracking-boom
https://www.youtube.com/watch?reload=9&v=Vr6b-WzIcyo
http://vimeo.com/44367635
Sunoco’s Marcus Hook Facility
http://www.dep.state.pa.us/dep/deputate/minres/oilgas/2011PermitDrilledmaps.htm
5
Department of Environmental Protection Bureau of Oil and Gas Management Marcellus Shale Formation
The Issues
Mariner 1 project reuses existing pipes
Much of the pipe dates from 1932 – 82 years old
Pressure to increase pressure from 800 to approximately 1,500 psi
18 new pump stations and 17 valve control stations
Scheduled for use for middle of 2015 for 70,00 barrels/day pure propane
No financial benefit to impacted communities, as 90% committed to shippers
Mariner 2 announced and has committed shippers
Official filings with the DEP as of April 2015
Increased demands for infrastructure buildup in the southeastern PA region
Scheduled to carry 275,.
The comments Good start ! Id loke to know more on the point you.docxrtodd643
The comments
Good start ! I'd loke to know more on the point you brought up. what kind of things have American school better? what let them apart ? what kind of things can you bring good to Kuwait when you graduate? what,specialieaty have you encountered in America that you had to deal with and how did you ? what advantages will this give you ?
add more details to the paragraphs answering these quistions . it has to be four pages
.
The color of an artwork can effect my feelings or moods by the war.docxrtodd643
The color of an artwork can effect my feelings or moods by the warmth or coolness of the colors and the lightness or darkness of the tones of colors. For example, art that includes dark tones of red, orange and yellow can remind someone of burning flames and could cause someone to feel uneasy or even anxious. If this color scheme were brighter toned, it may remind someone of the fall season and it could cause excitement and joy. Artwork with darker tones of green, blue and purple could remind someone of a rainstorm and cause them to feel depressed, whereas a work with lighter tones of this color scheme could remind someone of calming ocean waves and make them feel at peace. I would personally use color and composition in art to provoke a calming response because I tend to enjoy artwork that makes me feel calm and peaceful. I would use bright tones of cool colors along with white, cream colors, and even some light gray shades to evoke a laid-back feeling to the piece. I would also not use any sharp edged shapes and lines and i would use a more rounded technique to whatever type of art I would create in order to make the piece easy to look at and in turn make the viewer feel at ease.
This piece of artwork I have included is one of the canvas prints I have hanging up in my room. I don't know who it was created by since it was just something I bought from a popular store a long time ago, but it is one of my favorite pieces ever and if I had the means (or the talent) to create something like this, I would! I would make something like this because it has bright tones of cool colors like blue and purple and bits of bright pink and white, which are colors that bring me peace and make me think of things like ocean waves over a surfer. I like that it makes me imagine the surfer instead of a surfer being included in the work. I would also create this sort of piece because there are minimal harsh or pointed lines and shapes in it, and it flows effortlessly from one end of the canvas to the other.
ANCESTOR SCAVENGER HUNT
OVERVIEW
World History is an incredibly broad subject and we will just scratch the surface of some key historical events, figures, religions, and ideas; however, each of us has ancestors from around the world and this assignment focuses on our relationship to them and our past.
This assignment is designed for you to practice research on the web and locate Primary and Secondary Sources. Additionally we are developing several course competencies including acquiring information, breaking multiple sources down into parts, use of library resources, recognizing secondary sources and locating primary sources.
Be sure you understand the difference between Primary Sources and Secondary Sources when researching history by visiting the resources page and visiting websites that describe the difference, such as this LibGuide from American University.
INSTRUCTIONS
Step I: Select the culture of one of your earliest known ancestors. (For example, are.
The Columbian Exchange.1. Select3items or elements.docxrtodd643
'The Columbian Exchange'
.
1. Select
3
items or elements
of the exchange in the Columbian Exchange that you think had the greatest impacts on the Old and New Worlds and history going forward. Explain in detail how and why?
2.
Decisions for slavery
:
Why did the colonists make the decisions that led to race based chattel slavery rather than adopting other forms of labor like wage based work or continuing to use indentured servants? What were the steps creating the legal framework? What factors went into these decisions?
Do you think slavery was inevitable under the circumstances or could things have gone differently?
3.
Research
a big
London slave trader, Humphrey
Morice,
at the link below or listed in the assignment folder.
Describe
his business operation in detail
. What is your reaction to his story? How do you explain his participation and that of those like him in this trade? What kind of a man was he?
http://www.ampltd.co.uk/collections_az/slavemorice/editorial-introduction.aspx
4. Search
the article from the
William and Mary Quarterly
to learn about the operation and economics of the British slave trade, which supported the American colonies. Use highlights from the article to describe the
many economic interests and persons involved
in the slave trade in England and the colonies. Prepare 2 paragraphs discussing the various
interests
involved in the operation of the slave trade and
what role
they played and how they profited.
Think outside the box to
include everyone
who was in some way connected with the trade and slavery itself or who benefited, even those who never saw a slave, not just traders and owners.
In light of all this, can you make a case that nearly every American's hands were in some way, directly or indirectly, sullied by slavery?
.
The Collision of Cultures, England’s Colonies, Colonial Ways of .docxrtodd643
The Collision of Cultures, England’s Colonies, Colonial Ways of Life, From Colonies to States, the American Revolution
Name:
Score:
Answer
three
of the following questions:
Describe the development of Spanish rule over its territory in America
In what ways the phrase “collision of cultures an accurate assessment of the early relationship between the Old and New Worlds?
By the early 18th century, the British had outstripped both the French and Spanish in the New World by becoming the most populous, prosperous, and powerful. Explain how this happened.
Georgia’s colonial beginnings are remarkably different than those of other colonies. Discuss how Spain’s presence in Florida affected the southern colonies
Describe the background, major events, and results of the French and Indian War. In what ways did the French and Indian War pave the way for the American Revolution?
Describe the details of both the Virginia and New Jersey Plans as they were presented at the Constitutional Convention.
.
The color of a defendant and victims skin plays a crucial and unacc.docxrtodd643
The color of a defendant and victim's skin plays a crucial and unacceptable role in who receives the death penalty in America. In America people of color have accounted for a disproportionate 43 % of total executions since 1976 and 55 % of those currently awaiting execution. In 2014, 42% of people on death row in the United States were black
.
The Colonial Context of Filipino American Immigrants’ Psycholo.docxrtodd643
The Colonial Context of Filipino American Immigrants’ Psychological
Experiences
E. J. R. David
University of Alaska Anchorage
Kevin L. Nadal
John Jay College of Criminal Justice – City University of
New York
Because of the long colonial history of Filipinos and the highly Americanized climate of postco-
lonial Philippines, many scholars from various disciplines have speculated that colonialism and its
legacies may play major roles in Filipino emigration to the United States. However, there are no
known empirical studies in psychology that specifically investigate whether colonialism and its
effects have influenced the psychological experiences of Filipino American immigrants prior to their
arrival in the United States. Further, there is no existing empirical study that specifically investigates
the extent to which colonialism and its legacies continue to influence Filipino American immigrants’
mental health. Thus, using interviews (N ! 6) and surveys (N ! 219) with Filipino American
immigrants, two studies found that colonialism and its consequences are important factors to
consider when conceptualizing the psychological experiences of Filipino American immigrants.
Specifically, the findings suggest that (a) Filipino American immigrants experienced ethnic and
cultural denigration in the Philippines prior to their U.S. arrival, (b) ethnic and cultural denigration
in the Philippines and in the United States may lead to the development of colonial mentality (CM),
and (c) that CM may have negative mental health consequences among Filipino American immi-
grants. The two studies’ findings suggest that the Filipino American immigration experience cannot
be completely captured by the voluntary immigrant narrative, as they provide empirical support to
the notion that the Filipino American immigration experience needs to be understood in the context
of colonialism and its most insidious psychological legacy— CM.
Keywords: Filipino Americans, immigrants, colonial mentality, internalized oppression, mental health
Filipinos have one of the longest histories of immigration to the
United States, dating back to 1587 when Filipino slaves aboard
Spanish galleon ships landed in what is now known as Morro Bay,
California—making Filipinos the first Asians on U.S. soil (Cor-
dova, 1983). The first Asian settlement in the United States was
also established by Filipino immigrants— escapees from Spanish
galleon ships—in New Orleans, Louisiana, in 1763 (Espina, 1988).
These early settlements were very small, however, and thus they
do not account for the large numbers of Filipinos in the country
today. Indeed, the 2010 Census reported that there are currently 3.4
million Filipinos in the United States, 1.7 million of whom are
foreign born, making them the third largest American immigrant
group next to Mexicans and Chinese (Hoeffel, Rastogi, Kim, &
Shahid, 2012).
The more recent (beginning circa early 1900s) influx of
Filipino immigrants into the United States ca.
The collection of evidence is an activity that occurs with an endgam.docxrtodd643
The collection of evidence is an activity that occurs with an endgame in mind. For example, law enforcement professionals collect evidence to support a decision to charge those accused of criminal activity. Similarly, evidence-based healthcare practitioners collect evidence to support decisions in pursuit of specific healthcare outcomes.
In this Assignment, you will identify an issue or opportunity for change within your healthcare organization and propose an idea for a change in practice supported by an EBP approach.
To Prepare:
Reflect on the four peer-reviewed articles you critically appraised in Module 4.
Reflect on your current healthcare organization and think about potential opportunities for evidence-based change.
The Assignment:
(Evidence-Based Project)
Part 5: Recommending an Evidence-Based Practice Change
Create an 8- to 9-slide PowerPoint presentation in which you do the following:
Briefly describe your healthcare organization, including its culture and readiness for change. (You may opt to keep various elements of this anonymous, such as your company name.)Chicago Lakeshore Hospital
Describe the current problem or opportunity for change. Include in this description the circumstances surrounding the need for change, the scope of the issue, the stakeholders involved, and the risks associated with change implementation in general.
Propose an evidence-based idea for a change in practice using an EBP approach to decision making. Note that you may find further research needs to be conducted if sufficient evidence is not discovered.
Describe your plan for knowledge transfer of this change, including knowledge creation, dissemination, and organizational adoption and implementation.
Describe the measurable outcomes you hope to achieve with the implementation of this evidence-based change.
Be sure to provide APA citations of the supporting evidence-based peer reviewed articles you selected to support your thinking.
Add a lessons learned section that includes the following:
A summary of the critical appraisal of the peer-reviewed articles you previously submitted
An explanation about what you learned from completing the evaluation table (1 slide)
An explanation about what you learned from completing the levels of evidence table (1 slide)
An explanation about what you learned from completing the outcomes synthesis table (1 slide)
Rurbic:
Part 5: Recommending an Evidence-Based Practice Change
Create an 8- to 9-slide PowerPoint presentation in which you do the following:
· Briefly describe your healthcare organization, including its culture and readiness for change.
· Describe the current problem or opportunity for change. Include in this description the circumstances surrounding the need for change, the scope of the issue, the stakeholders involved, and the risks associated with change implementation in general.--Levels of Achievement:Excellent 18 (18%) - 20 (20%)
The prese.
The collection of usability data from consumers can come fro.docxrtodd643
The collection of usability data from consumers can come from a variety of format methods (i.e., a Website, text message, door-to-door, phone call, etc.). NVivo and Atlas are two (2) well-known data analysis tools described in the textbook. Determine which tool you prefer over the other and explain why.
There are key steps involved in product development before the design process can proceed. Explain the purpose of having user involvement and product goals before requirements can be established. Suggest the degree to which most users should be involved.
.
Francesca Gottschalk - How can education support child empowerment.pptxEduSkills OECD
Francesca Gottschalk from the OECD’s Centre for Educational Research and Innovation presents at the Ask an Expert Webinar: How can education support child empowerment?
Embracing GenAI - A Strategic ImperativePeter Windle
Artificial Intelligence (AI) technologies such as Generative AI, Image Generators and Large Language Models have had a dramatic impact on teaching, learning and assessment over the past 18 months. The most immediate threat AI posed was to Academic Integrity with Higher Education Institutes (HEIs) focusing their efforts on combating the use of GenAI in assessment. Guidelines were developed for staff and students, policies put in place too. Innovative educators have forged paths in the use of Generative AI for teaching, learning and assessments leading to pockets of transformation springing up across HEIs, often with little or no top-down guidance, support or direction.
This Gasta posits a strategic approach to integrating AI into HEIs to prepare staff, students and the curriculum for an evolving world and workplace. We will highlight the advantages of working with these technologies beyond the realm of teaching, learning and assessment by considering prompt engineering skills, industry impact, curriculum changes, and the need for staff upskilling. In contrast, not engaging strategically with Generative AI poses risks, including falling behind peers, missed opportunities and failing to ensure our graduates remain employable. The rapid evolution of AI technologies necessitates a proactive and strategic approach if we are to remain relevant.
Biological screening of herbal drugs: Introduction and Need for
Phyto-Pharmacological Screening, New Strategies for evaluating
Natural Products, In vitro evaluation techniques for Antioxidants, Antimicrobial and Anticancer drugs. In vivo evaluation techniques
for Anti-inflammatory, Antiulcer, Anticancer, Wound healing, Antidiabetic, Hepatoprotective, Cardio protective, Diuretics and
Antifertility, Toxicity studies as per OECD guidelines
Synthetic Fiber Construction in lab .pptxPavel ( NSTU)
Synthetic fiber production is a fascinating and complex field that blends chemistry, engineering, and environmental science. By understanding these aspects, students can gain a comprehensive view of synthetic fiber production, its impact on society and the environment, and the potential for future innovations. Synthetic fibers play a crucial role in modern society, impacting various aspects of daily life, industry, and the environment. ynthetic fibers are integral to modern life, offering a range of benefits from cost-effectiveness and versatility to innovative applications and performance characteristics. While they pose environmental challenges, ongoing research and development aim to create more sustainable and eco-friendly alternatives. Understanding the importance of synthetic fibers helps in appreciating their role in the economy, industry, and daily life, while also emphasizing the need for sustainable practices and innovation.
Safalta Digital marketing institute in Noida, provide complete applications that encompass a huge range of virtual advertising and marketing additives, which includes search engine optimization, virtual communication advertising, pay-per-click on marketing, content material advertising, internet analytics, and greater. These university courses are designed for students who possess a comprehensive understanding of virtual marketing strategies and attributes.Safalta Digital Marketing Institute in Noida is a first choice for young individuals or students who are looking to start their careers in the field of digital advertising. The institute gives specialized courses designed and certification.
for beginners, providing thorough training in areas such as SEO, digital communication marketing, and PPC training in Noida. After finishing the program, students receive the certifications recognised by top different universitie, setting a strong foundation for a successful career in digital marketing.
Read| The latest issue of The Challenger is here! We are thrilled to announce that our school paper has qualified for the NATIONAL SCHOOLS PRESS CONFERENCE (NSPC) 2024. Thank you for your unwavering support and trust. Dive into the stories that made us stand out!
2024.06.01 Introducing a competency framework for languag learning materials ...Sandy Millin
http://sandymillin.wordpress.com/iateflwebinar2024
Published classroom materials form the basis of syllabuses, drive teacher professional development, and have a potentially huge influence on learners, teachers and education systems. All teachers also create their own materials, whether a few sentences on a blackboard, a highly-structured fully-realised online course, or anything in between. Despite this, the knowledge and skills needed to create effective language learning materials are rarely part of teacher training, and are mostly learnt by trial and error.
Knowledge and skills frameworks, generally called competency frameworks, for ELT teachers, trainers and managers have existed for a few years now. However, until I created one for my MA dissertation, there wasn’t one drawing together what we need to know and do to be able to effectively produce language learning materials.
This webinar will introduce you to my framework, highlighting the key competencies I identified from my research. It will also show how anybody involved in language teaching (any language, not just English!), teacher training, managing schools or developing language learning materials can benefit from using the framework.
Acetabularia Information For Class 9 .docxvaibhavrinwa19
Acetabularia acetabulum is a single-celled green alga that in its vegetative state is morphologically differentiated into a basal rhizoid and an axially elongated stalk, which bears whorls of branching hairs. The single diploid nucleus resides in the rhizoid.
Honest Reviews of Tim Han LMA Course Program.pptxtimhan337
Personal development courses are widely available today, with each one promising life-changing outcomes. Tim Han’s Life Mastery Achievers (LMA) Course has drawn a lot of interest. In addition to offering my frank assessment of Success Insider’s LMA Course, this piece examines the course’s effects via a variety of Tim Han LMA course reviews and Success Insider comments.
Welcome to TechSoup New Member Orientation and Q&A (May 2024).pdfTechSoup
In this webinar you will learn how your organization can access TechSoup's wide variety of product discount and donation programs. From hardware to software, we'll give you a tour of the tools available to help your nonprofit with productivity, collaboration, financial management, donor tracking, security, and more.
Overview on Edible Vaccine: Pros & Cons with Mechanism
THE COMETW.E.B. DuBoisHe stood a moment on the steps of .docx
1. THE COMET
W.E.B. DuBois
He stood a moment on the steps of the bank, watching the
human river that swirled down
Broadway. Few noticed him. Few ever noticed him save in a
way that stung. He was outside the
world—"nothing!" as he said bitterly. Bits of the words of the
walkers came to him.
"The comet?"
"The comet——"
Everybody was talking of it. Even the president, as he entered,
smiled patronizingly at him, and
asked:
"Well, Jim, are you scared?"
"No," said the messenger shortly.
"I thought we'd journeyed through the comet's tail once," broke
in the junior clerk affably.
"Oh, that was Halley's," said the president; "this is a new comet,
quite a stranger, they say—
wonderful, wonderful! I saw it last night. Oh, by the way, Jim,"
turning again to the messenger, "I
want you to go down into the lower vaults today."
The messenger followed the president silently. Of course, they
2. wanted him to go down to the
lower vaults. It was too dangerous for more valuable men. He
smiled grimly and listened.
"Everything of value has been moved out since the water began
to seep in," said the president;
"but we miss two volumes of old records. Suppose you nose
around down there,—it isn't very
pleasant, I suppose."
"Not very," said the messenger, as he walked out.
"Well, Jim, the tail of the new comet hits us at noon this time,"
said the vault clerk, as he passed
over the keys; but the messenger passed silently down the stairs.
Down he went beneath
Broadway, where the dim light filtered through the feet of
hurrying men; down to the dark
basement beneath; down into the blackness and silence beneath
that lowest cavern. Here with
his dark lantern he groped in the bowels of the earth, under the
world.
He drew a long breath as he threw back the last great iron door
and stepped into the fetid slime
within. Here at last was peace, and he groped moodily forward.
A great rat leaped past him and
cobwebs crept across his face. He felt carefully around the
room, shelf by shelf, on the muddied
floor, and in crevice and corner. Nothing. Then he went back to
the far end, where somehow the
wall felt different. He sounded and pushed and pried. Nothing.
He started away. Then something
brought him back. He was sounding and working again when
suddenly the whole black wall
swung as on mighty hinges, and blackness yawned beyond. He
3. peered in; it was evidently a
secret vault—some hiding place of the old bank unknown in
newer times. He entered
hesitatingly. It was a long, narrow room with shelves, and at the
far end, an old iron chest. On a
high shelf lay the two missing volumes of records, and others.
He put them carefully aside and
stepped to the chest. It was old, strong, and rusty. He looked at
the vast and old-fashioned lock
and flashed his light on the hinges. They were deeply incrusted
with rust. Looking about, he
found a bit of iron and began to pry. The rust had eaten a
hundred years, and it had gone deep.
Slowly, wearily, the old lid lifted, and with a last, low groan lay
bare its treasure—and he saw the
dull sheen of gold!
"Boom!"
A low, grinding, reverberating crash struck upon his ear. He
started up and looked about. All was
black and still. He groped for his light and swung it about him.
Then he knew! The great stone
door had swung to. He forgot the gold and looked death
squarely in the face. Then with a sigh
he went methodically to work. The cold sweat stood on his
forehead; but he searched, pounded,
pushed, and worked until after what seemed endless hours his
hand struck a cold bit of metal
and the great door swung again harshly on its hinges, and then,
striking against something soft
and heavy, stopped. He had just room to squeeze through. There
lay the body of the vault clerk,
4. cold and stiff. He stared at it, and then felt sick and nauseated.
The air seemed unaccountably
foul, with a strong, peculiar odor. He stepped forward, clutched
at the air, and fell fainting across
the corpse.
He awoke with a sense of horror, leaped from the body, and
groped up the stairs, calling to the
guard. The watchman sat as if asleep, with the gate swinging
free. With one glance at him the
messenger hurried up to the sub-vault. In vain he called to the
guards. His voice echoed and re-
echoed weirdly. Up into the great basement he rushed. Here
another guard lay prostrate on his
face, cold and still. A fear arose in the messenger's heart. He
dashed up to the cellar floor, up
into the bank. The stillness of death lay everywhere and
everywhere bowed, bent, and stretched
the silent forms of men. The messenger paused and glanced
about. He was not a man easily
moved; but the sight was appalling! "Robbery and murder," he
whispered slowly to himself as he
saw the twisted, oozing mouth of the president where he lay
half-buried on his desk. Then a
new thought seized him: If they found him here alone—with all
this money and all these dead
men—what would his life be worth? He glanced about, tiptoed
cautiously to a side door, and
again looked behind. Quietly he turned the latch and stepped out
into Wall Street.
How silent the street was! Not a soul was stirring, and yet it
was high-noon—Wall Street?
Broadway? He glanced almost wildly up and down, then across
the street, and as he looked, a
sickening horror froze in his limbs. With a choking cry of utter
5. fright he lunged, leaned giddily
against the cold building, and stared helplessly at the sight.
In the great stone doorway a hundred men and women and
children lay crushed and twisted
and jammed, forced into that great, gaping doorway like refuse
in a can—as if in one wild,
frantic rush to safety, they had rushed and ground themselves to
death. Slowly the messenger
crept along the walls, wetting his parched mouth and trying to
comprehend, stilling the tremor in
his limbs and the rising terror in his heart. He met a business
man, silk-hatted and frock-coated,
who had crept, too, along that smooth wall and stood now stone
dead with wonder written on his
lips. The messenger turned his eyes hastily away and sought the
curb. A woman leaned wearily
against the signpost, her head bowed motionless on her lace and
silken bosom. Before her
stood a street car, silent, and within—but the messenger but
glanced and hurried on. A grimy
newsboy sat in the gutter with the "last edition" in his uplifted
hand: "Danger!" screamed its
black headlines. "Warnings wired around the world. The
Comet's tail sweeps past us at noon.
Deadly gases expected. Close doors and windows. Seek the
cellar." The messenger read and
staggered on. Far out from a window above, a girl lay with
gasping face and sleevelets on her
arms. On a store step sat a little, sweet-faced girl looking
upward toward the skies, and in the
carriage by her lay—but the messenger looked no longer. The
cords gave way—the terror burst
6. in his veins, and with one great, gasping cry he sprang
desperately forward and ran,—ran as
only the frightened run, shrieking and fighting the air until with
one last wail of pain he sank on
the grass of Madison Square and lay prone and still.
When he rose, he gave no glance at the still and silent forms on
the benches, but, going to a
fountain, bathed his face; then hiding himself in a corner away
from the drama of death, he
quietly gripped himself and thought the thing through: The
comet had swept the earth and this
was the end. Was everybody dead? He must search and see.
He knew that he must steady himself and keep calm, or he
would go insane. First he must go to
a restaurant. He walked up Fifth Avenue to a famous hostelry
and entered its gorgeous, ghost-
haunted halls. He beat back the nausea, and, seizing a tray from
dead hands, hurried into the
street and ate ravenously, hiding to keep out the sights.
"Yesterday, they would not have served me," he whispered, as
he forced the food down.
Then he started up the street,—looking, peering, telephoning,
ringing alarms; silent, silent all.
Was nobody—nobody—he dared not think the thought and
hurried on.
Suddenly he stopped still. He had forgotten. My God! How
could he have forgotten? He must
rush to the subway—then he almost laughed. No—a car; if he
could find a Ford. He saw one.
Gently he lifted off its burden, and took his place on the seat.
He tested the throttle. There was
7. gas. He glided off, shivering, and drove up the street.
Everywhere stood, leaned, lounged, and
lay the dead, in grim and awful silence. On he ran past an
automobile, wrecked and overturned;
past another, filled with a gay party whose smiles yet lingered
on their death-struck lips; on past
crowds and groups of cars, pausing by dead policemen; at 42nd
Street he had to detour to Park
Avenue to avoid the dead congestion. He came back on Fifth
Avenue at 57th and flew past the
Plaza and by the park with its hushed babies and silent throng,
until as he was rushing past
72nd Street he heard a sharp cry, and saw a living form leaning
wildly out an upper window. He
gasped. The human voice sounded in his ears like the voice of
God.
"Hello—hello—help, in God's name!" wailed the woman.
"There's a dead girl in here and a man
and—and see yonder dead men lying in the street and dead
horses—for the love of God go and
bring the officers——" And the words trailed off into hysterical
tears.
He wheeled the car in a sudden circle, running over the still
body of a child and leaping on the
curb. Then he rushed up the steps and tried the door and rang
violently. There was a long
pause, but at last the heavy door swung back. They stared a
moment in silence. She had not
noticed before that he was a Negro. He had not thought of her
as white. She was a woman of
perhaps twenty-five—rarely beautiful and richly gowned, with
darkly-golden hair, and jewels.
Yesterday, he thought with bitterness, she would scarcely have
looked at him twice. He would
8. have been dirt beneath her silken feet. She stared at him. Of all
the sorts of men she had
pictured as coming to her rescue she had not dreamed of one
like him. Not that he was not
human, but he dwelt in a world so far from hers, so infinitely
far, that he seldom even entered
her thought. Yet as she looked at him curiously he seemed quite
commonplace and usual. He
was a tall, dark workingman of the better class, with a sensitive
face trained to stolidity and a
poor man's clothes and hands. His face was soft and slow and
his manner at once cold and
nervous, like fires long banked, but not out.
So a moment each paused and gauged the other; then the
thought of the dead world without
rushed in and they started toward each other.
"What has happened?" she cried. "Tell me! Nothing stirs. All is
silence! I see the dead strewn
before my window as winnowed by the breath of God,—and
see——" She dragged him through
great, silken hangings to where, beneath the sheen of mahogany
and silver, a little French maid
lay stretched in quiet, everlasting sleep, and near her a butler
lay prone in his livery.
The tears streamed down the woman's cheeks and she clung to
his arm until the perfume of her
breath swept his face and he felt the tremors racing through her
body.
"I had been shut up in my dark room developing pictures of the
9. comet which I took last night;
when I came out—I saw the dead!
"What has happened?" she cried again.
He answered slowly:
"Something—comet or devil—swept across the earth this
morning and—many are dead!"
"Many? Very many?"
"I have searched and I have seen no other living soul but you."
She gasped and they stared at each other.
"My—father!" she whispered.
"Where is he?"
"He started for the office."
"Where is it?"
"In the Metropolitan Tower."
"Leave a note for him here and come."
Then he stopped.
"No," he said firmly—"first, we must go—to Harlem."
"Harlem!" she cried. Then she understood. She tapped her foot
at first impatiently. She looked
10. back and shuddered. Then she came resolutely down the steps.
"There's a swifter car in the garage in the court," she said.
"I don't know how to drive it," he said.
"I do," she answered.
In ten minutes they were flying to Harlem on the wind. The
Stutz rose and raced like an
airplane. They took the turn at 110th Street on two wheels and
slipped with a shriek into 135th.
He was gone but a moment. Then he returned, and his face was
gray. She did not look, but
said:
"You have lost—somebody?"
"I have lost—everybody," he said, simply—"unless——"
He ran back and was gone several minutes—hours they seemed
to her.
"Everybody," he said, and he walked slowly back with
something film-like in his hand which he
stuffed into his pocket.
"I'm afraid I was selfish," he said. But already the car was
moving toward the park among the
dark and lined dead of Harlem—the brown, still faces, the
knotted hands, the homely garments,
and the silence—the wild and haunting silence. Out of the park,
and down Fifth Avenue they
whirled. In and out among the dead they slipped and quivered,
needing no sound of bell or horn,
11. until the great, square Metropolitan Tower hove in sight. Gently
he laid the dead elevator boy
aside; the car shot upward. The door of the office stood open.
On the threshold lay the
stenographer, and, staring at her, sat the dead clerk. The inner
office was empty, but a note lay
on the desk, folded and addressed but unsent:
Dear Daughter:
I've gone for a hundred mile spin in Fred's new Mercedes. Shall
not be back before dinner. I'll
bring Fred with me.
J.B.H.
"Come," she cried nervously. "We must search the city."
Up and down, over and across, back again—on went that
ghostly search. Everywhere was
silence and death—death and silence! They hunted from
Madison Square to Spuyten Duyvel;
they rushed across the Williamsburg Bridge; they swept over
Brooklyn; from the Battery and
Morningside Heights they scanned the river. Silence, silence
everywhere, and no human sign.
Haggard and bedraggled they puffed a third time slowly down
Broadway, under the broiling sun,
and at last stopped. He sniffed the air. An odor—a smell—and
with the shifting breeze a
sickening stench filled their nostrils and brought its awful
warning. The girl settled back
helplessly in her seat.
12. "What can we do?" she cried.
It was his turn now to take the lead, and he did it quickly.
"The long distance telephone—the telegraph and the cable—
night rockets and then—flight!"
She looked at him now with strength and confidence. He did not
look like men, as she had
always pictured men; but he acted like one and she was content.
In fifteen minutes they were at
the central telephone exchange. As they came to the door he
stepped quickly before her and
pressed her gently back as he closed it. She heard him moving
to and fro, and knew his
burdens—the poor, little burdens he bore. When she entered, he
was alone in the room. The
grim switchboard flashed its metallic face in cryptic, sphinx-
like immobility. She seated herself
on a stool and donned the bright earpiece. She looked at the
mouthpiece. She had never looked
at one so closely before. It was wide and black, pimpled with
usage; inert; dead; almost
sarcastic in its unfeeling curves. It looked—she beat back the
thought—but it looked,—it
persisted in looking like—she turned her head and found herself
alone. One moment she was
terrified; then she thanked him silently for his delicacy and
turned resolutely, with a quick
intaking of breath.
"Hello!" she called in low tones. She was calling to the world.
The world must answer. Would the
world answer? Was the world——
13. Silence!
She had spoken too low.
"Hello!" she cried, full-voiced.
She listened. Silence! Her heart beat quickly. She cried in clear,
distinct, loud tones: "Hello—
hello—hello!"
What was that whirring? Surely—no—was it the click of a
receiver?
She bent close, she moved the pegs in the holes, and called and
called, until her voice rose
almost to a shriek, and her heart hammered. It was as if she had
heard the last flicker of
creation, and the evil was silence. Her voice dropped to a sob.
She sat stupidly staring into the
black and sarcastic mouthpiece, and the thought came again.
Hope lay dead within her. Yes, the
cable and the rockets remained; but the world—she could not
frame the thought or say the
word. It was too mighty—too terrible! She turned toward the
door with a new fear in her heart.
For the first time she seemed to realize that she was alone in the
world with a stranger, with
something more than a stranger,—with a man alien in blood and
culture—unknown, perhaps
unknowable. It was awful! She must escape—she must fly; he
must not see her again. Who
knew what awful thoughts—
She gathered her silken skirts deftly about her young, smooth
limbs—listened, and glided into a
sidehall. A moment she shrank back: the hall lay filled with
14. dead women; then she leaped to the
door and tore at it, with bleeding fingers, until it swung wide.
She looked out. He was standing at
the top of the alley,—silhouetted, tall and black, motionless.
Was he looking at her or away? She
did not know—she did not care. She simply leaped and ran—ran
until she found herself alone
amid the dead and the tall ramparts of towering buildings.
She stopped. She was alone. Alone! Alone on the streets—alone
in the city—perhaps alone in
the world! There crept in upon her the sense of deception—of
creeping hands behind her back
—of silent, moving things she could not see,—of voices hushed
in fearsome conspiracy. She
looked behind and sideways, started at strange sounds and heard
still stranger, until every
nerve within her stood sharp and quivering, stretched to scream
at the barest touch. She whirled
and flew back, whimpering like a child, until she found that
narrow alley again and the dark,
silent figure silhouetted at the top. She stopped and rested; then
she walked silently toward him,
looked at him timidly; but he said nothing as he handed her into
the car. Her voice caught as
she whispered:
"Not—that."
And he answered slowly: "No—not that!"
They climbed into the car. She bent forward on the wheel and
sobbed, with great, dry, quivering
15. sobs, as they flew toward the cable office on the east side,
leaving the world of wealth and
prosperity for the world of poverty and work. In the world
behind them were death and silence,
grave and grim, almost cynical, but always decent; here it was
hideous. It clothed itself in every
ghastly form of terror, struggle, hate, and suffering. It lay
wreathed in crime and squalor, greed
and lust. Only in its dread and awful silence was it like to death
everywhere.
Yet as the two, flying and alone, looked upon the horror of the
world, slowly, gradually, the sense
of all-enveloping death deserted them. They seemed to move in
a world silent and asleep,—not
dead. They moved in quiet reverence, lest somehow they wake
these sleeping forms who had,
at last, found peace. They moved in some solemn, world-wide
Friedhof, above which some
mighty arm had waved its magic wand. All nature slept until—
until, and quick with the same
startling thought, they looked into each other's eyes—he, ashen,
and she, crimson, with
unspoken thought. To both, the vision of a mighty beauty—of
vast, unspoken things, swelled in
their souls; but they put it away.
Great, dark coils of wire came up from the earth and down from
the sun and entered this low lair
of witchery. The gathered lightnings of the world centered here,
binding with beams of light the
ends of the earth. The doors gaped on the gloom within. He
paused on the threshold.
"Do you know the code?" she asked.
16. "I know the call for help—we used it formerly at the bank."
She hardly heard. She heard the lapping of the waters far
below,—the dark and restless waters
—the cold and luring waters, as they called. He stepped within.
Slowly she walked to the wall,
where the water called below, and stood and waited. Long she
waited, and he did not come.
Then with a start she saw him, too, standing beside the black
waters. Slowly he removed his
coat and stood there silently. She walked quickly to him and
laid her hand on his arm. He did not
start or look. The waters lapped on in luring, deadly rhythm. He
pointed down to the waters, and
said quietly:
"The world lies beneath the waters now—may I go?"
She looked into his stricken, tired face, and a great pity surged
within her heart. She answered
in a voice clear and calm, "No."
Upward they turned toward life again, and he seized the wheel.
The world was darkening to
twilight, and a great, gray pall was falling mercifully and gently
on the sleeping dead. The
ghastly glare of reality seemed replaced with the dream of some
vast romance. The girl lay
silently back, as the motor whizzed along, and looked half-
consciously for the elf-queen to wave
life into this dead world again. She forgot to wonder at the
quickness with which he had learned
to drive her car. It seemed natural. And then as they whirled and
17. swung into Madison Square
and at the door of the Metropolitan Tower she gave a low cry,
and her eyes were great! Perhaps
she had seen the elf-queen?
The man led her to the elevator of the tower and deftly they
ascended. In her father's office they
gathered rugs and chairs, and he wrote a note and laid it on the
desk; then they ascended to the
roof and he made her comfortable. For a while she rested and
sank to dreamy somnolence,
watching the worlds above and wondering. Below lay the dark
shadows of the city and afar was
the shining of the sea. She glanced at him timidly as he set food
before her and took a shawl
and wound her in it, touching her reverently, yet tenderly. She
looked up at him with
thankfulness in her eyes, eating what he served. He watched the
city. She watched him. He
seemed very human,—very near now.
"Have you had to work hard?" she asked softly.
"Always," he said.
"I have always been idle," she said. "I was rich."
"I was poor," he almost echoed.
"The rich and the poor are met together," she began, and he
finished:
"The Lord is the Maker of them all."
"Yes," she said slowly; "and how foolish our human distinctions
seem—now," looking down to
18. the great dead city stretched below, swimming in unlightened
shadows.
"Yes—I was not—human, yesterday," he said.
She looked at him. "And your people were not my people," she
said; "but today——" She
paused. He was a man,—no more; but he was in some larger
sense a gentleman,—sensitive,
kindly, chivalrous, everything save his hands and—his face. Yet
yesterday——
"Death, the leveler!" he muttered.
"And the revealer," she whispered gently, rising to her feet with
great eyes. He turned away, and
after fumbling a moment sent a rocket into the darkening air. It
arose, shrieked, and flew up, a
slim path of light, and scattering its stars abroad, dropped on
the city below. She scarcely
noticed it. A vision of the world had risen before her. Slowly
the mighty prophecy of her destiny
overwhelmed her. Above the dead past hovered the Angel of
Annunciation. She was no mere
woman. She was neither high nor low, white nor black, rich nor
poor. She was primal woman;
mighty mother of all men to come and Bride of Life. She looked
upon the man beside her and
forgot all else but his manhood, his strong, vigorous manhood—
his sorrow and sacrifice. She
saw him glorified. He was no longer a thing apart, a creature
below, a strange outcast of another
clime and blood, but her Brother Humanity incarnate, Son of
God and great All-Father of the
19. race to be.
He did not glimpse the glory in her eyes, but stood looking
outward toward the sea and sending
rocket after rocket into the unanswering darkness. Dark-purple
clouds lay banked and billowed
in the west. Behind them and all around, the heavens glowed in
dim, weird radiance that
suffused the darkening world and made almost a minor music.
Suddenly, as though gathered
back in some vast hand, the great cloud-curtain fell away. Low
on the horizon lay a long, white
star—mystic, wonderful! And from it fled upward to the pole,
like some wan bridal veil, a pale,
wide sheet of flame that lighted all the world and dimmed the
stars.
In fascinated silence the man gazed at the heavens and dropped
his rockets to the floor.
Memories of memories stirred to life in the dead recesses of his
mind. The shackles seemed to
rattle and fall from his soul. Up from the crass and crushing and
cringing of his caste leaped the
lone majesty of kings long dead. He arose within the shadows,
tall, straight, and stern, with
power in his eyes and ghostly scepters hovering to his grasp. It
was as though some mighty
Pharaoh lived again, or curled Assyrian lord. He turned and
looked upon the lady, and found her
gazing straight at him.
Silently, immovably, they saw each other face to face—eye to
eye. Their souls lay naked to the
night. It was not lust; it was not love—it was some vaster,
mightier thing that needed neither
touch of body nor thrill of soul. It was a thought divine,
20. splendid.
Slowly, noiselessly, they moved toward each other—the
heavens above, the seas around, the
city grim and dead below. He loomed from out the velvet
shadows vast and dark. Pearl-white
and slender, she shone beneath the stars. She stretched her
jeweled hands abroad. He lifted up
his mighty arms, and they cried each to the other, almost with
one voice, "The world is dead."
"Long live the——"
"Honk! Honk!" Hoarse and sharp the cry of a motor drifted
clearly up from the silence below.
They started backward with a cry and gazed upon each other
with eyes that faltered and fell,
with blood that boiled.
"Honk! Honk! Honk! Honk!" came the mad cry again, and
almost from their feet a rocket blazed
into the air and scattered its stars upon them. She covered her
eyes with her hands, and her
shoulders heaved. He dropped and bowed, groped blindly on his
knees about the floor. A blue
flame spluttered lazily after an age, and she heard the scream of
an answering rocket as it flew.
Then they stood still as death, looking to opposite ends of the
earth.
"Clang—crash—clang!"
The roar and ring of swift elevators shooting upward from
21. below made the great tower tremble.
A murmur and babel of voices swept in upon the night. All over
the once dead city the lights
blinked, flickered, and flamed; and then with a sudden clanging
of doors the entrance to the
platform was filled with men, and one with white and flying
hair rushed to the girl and lifted her to
his breast. "My daughter!" he sobbed.
Behind him hurried a younger, comelier man, carefully clad in
motor costume, who bent above
the girl with passionate solicitude and gazed into her staring
eyes until they narrowed and
dropped and her face flushed deeper and deeper crimson.
"Julia," he whispered; "my darling, I thought you were gone
forever."
She looked up at him with strange, searching eyes.
"Fred," she murmured, almost vaguely, "is the world—gone?"
"Only New York," he answered; "it is terrible—awful! You
know,—but you, how did you escape—
how have you endured this horror? Are you well? Unharmed?"
"Unharmed!" she said.
"And this man here?" he asked, encircling her drooping form
with one arm and turning toward
the Negro. Suddenly he stiffened and his hand flew to his hip.
"Why!" he snarled. "It's—a—
nigger—Julia! Has he—has he dared——"
She lifted her head and looked at her late companion curiously
and then dropped her eyes with
22. a sigh.
"He has dared—all, to rescue me," she said quietly, "and I—
thank him—much." But she did not
look at him again. As the couple turned away, the father drew a
roll of bills from his pockets.
"Here, my good fellow," he said, thrusting the money into the
man's hands, "take that,—what's
your name?"
"Jim Davis," came the answer, hollow-voiced.
"Well, Jim, I thank you. I've always liked your people. If you
ever want a job, call on me." And
they were gone.
The crowd poured up and out of the elevators, talking and
whispering.
"Who was it?"
"Are they alive?"
"How many?"