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id: 17759
author: International Meridian Conference (1884 : Washington, D.C.)
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  The Delegates to the International Meridian Conference, who assembled General STRACHEY, Delegate of Great Britain, stated that he thought it Professor ADAMS, Delegate of Great Britain, said that the Conference resolution seemed to him out of order, and that his colleague, Mr. Janssen, desired to address the Conference on the subject. The resolution offered by the Delegate of the United States, Commander further stated that, having heard that the Delegates of France, Mr. LEFAIVRE and Mr. JANSSEN, desired to present certain propositions, he adoption of the meridian of Greenwich, we, the Delegates of France, States, has presented a motion proposing the adoption of the meridian If the resolution for a neutral meridian had been adopted, all nations of the resolutions proposed by the Hon. Delegate of the United States, Great Britain the time of the Observatory at Greenwich is adopted for The adoption of the universal day or any system of time-reckoning

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  International Conference Held at Washington for the Purpose of Fixing a Prime Meridian and a Universal Day. October, 1884. Protocols of the Proceedings


id: 17028
title: Eastern Standard Tribe
author: Doctorow, Cory
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  "Don''t take this the wrong way, but you look like hell," he said. "The lawyers''ve worked it out, I think," Art said. Art groaned and rolled his eyes in Linda''s direction to let her know that he, "I''m sorry, all right?" Art said. "Hey, fuck you, Fede." Art is surprised to hear the words coming out of his Now," he said to Fede, standing and walking away quickly, hand "Just what I said, Art. Think hard about how you and your friends interacted and "You like it, then," Art said, once "Ooh, right here in your office?" Linda said, covering his hand with hers. "Fede''s from New York," Art said. "Lovely to have met you, Fede," Linda said, taking his hand. "Linda," Art said. "Fede!" Art said into the comm. and all Art was thinking of was why Linda would talk to Fede and then book a


id: 27053
title: The Day Time Stopped Moving
author: Repp, Ed Earl
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  _All Dave Miller wanted to do was commit suicide in peace. Dave Miller would never have done it, had he been in his right mind. was right then that Dave Miller noticed the deep silence that brooded in For Dave Miller, the world was now a planet of death on which he alone words, Miller began to understand, change had been stopped as surely as then, there was movement at Dave Miller''s right! Dave Miller read on its little nameplate: "Major." In the next instant, Dave Miller whirled. "Oh!" Dave Miller lifted his head, knowing now what Erickson was driving Despite all of Erickson''s scientific training, it was Dave Miller "There''s our wire!" Dave Miller exclaimed. With his pocket-knife, Dave Miller began breaking up the metal Dave Miller closed his eyes. But Dave Miller But Dave Miller He had thought the whole thing a dream--John Erickson, the "time


id: 31663
title: The Six Fingers of Time
author: Lafferty, R. A.
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  weird, slow, low booming, yet the clock said six, time for the "But the lights in both rooms work," said Vincent. It said six o''clock, and the second hand did Charles Vincent had to look at it carefully for some time to be But, even as Vincent looked, the eyes of the dead man had begun Vincent put a hand in the middle of the man''s chest to "How is it," said Charles Vincent, "that this young girl (who I somewhere in the new leisurely time, the hands would come He sat for a long time in a little park and watched The clock said six minutes till eight and the second hand was "I have never heard of the work nor of the man," said Vincent. So they were silent for some time, and Vincent watched the clock known this for a long time, but Charles Vincent had made the


id: 9252
title: Time''s Portraiture (From: "The Doliver Romance and Other Pieces: Tales and Sketches")
author: Hawthorne, Nathaniel
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  Kind Patrons:---We newspaper carriers are Time''s errand-boys; and all appear to betoken that the old fellow works in haying time, by the hour. But Time is not near so good a fellow as they take him for. same story will hold good another year, we must leave Time himself to general interest which Time is just now in the habit of discussing. Time was well acquainted more than two hundred years ago) he has laid Time busies himself a good deal in private. Never does a marriage take place, but Time is present among the old acquaintance, whose business with Time is ended forever, though But Time, the hard-hearted old fellow! Meanwhile, gentle patrons, as Time has brought round another New Year, And next New Year''s Day (if I find nothing better to do in the mean while) may Time again bring to your doors your


id: 32905
title: Mask of Death
author: Ernst, Paul
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  the largeness of her intensely dark eyes made her face look like a "Weems," he said sharply, resting his hand on the man''s shoulder. The friend passed his hand slowly, haltingly before Weems'' staring eyes. Weems sat on, eyes wide, hand half raised to lips. Mathew Weems, and while Gest and Kroner and Chichester were in Doctor Madame Sin. She came into the room with a little smile on her red, red lips. His eyes gained a little respect as they rested on Keane''s light gray, In Doctor Grays'' suite, Keane stared with eyes that for once had lost "That was the time Weems was--paralyzed?" said Keane. Keane softly closed Madame Sin''s hall door behind him after Beatrice had Keane went at once to the central figure of the living-room: the body of "You said Doctor Satan moved in the body of Chichester as he did in the


id: 49462
title: Lord Tedric
author: Smith, E. E. (Edward Elmer)
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  the Lady Rhoann and after one look, Lord Tedric did the rest! He watched him do things that Tedric of Time Track One had never done._ "''Twould not be necessary, sire and Lady Trycie," Tedric put in, while "''Tis not enough like a god, methinks." King Phagon, dressed now in "''Tis exactly as I saw him, sire," Tedric replied, firmly. "Begin, Lord Tedric," said the king. "Lord Llosir--in the _flesh_!" Tedric exclaimed, and went to one knee. King Phagon and Tedric were standing at a table in the throne-room of "A thing I would like to talk to you about, sire," Tedric said quickly, "I know not, sire...." Tedric thought for minutes. "Bread, sire?" Tedric had asked, wonderingly, when Phagon had first "Art hurt, sire?" Tedric asked anxiously as he and Sciro lifted Phagon The king did not rest long; the heralds called Tedric in before half


id: 49651
title: Tedric
author: Smith, E. E. (Edward Elmer)
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  Aided by Llosir, his strange, new god, Tedric enters into battle with Sarpedion, the sacrifice-demanding god of Lomarr in this story of "Our greatest god, Sarpedion, is wrong and I intend to kill him." "If you give me the god-metal, Lord, I will make of it a sword and or iron without damage; armor strong enough so that swords of copper you to inhabit, Lord, and sacrifice him to you, my strange new god. "But just one thing, Lord," Tedric went on with scarcely a break. Sarpedion is a great and powerful god, but art _sure_ that days was the schedule, but Tedric did not want the priests to know Sarpedion next appeared, armored this time in the heaviest and best and in the power of Tedric''s new god. defenders of the god, and Tedric knew why. Except for his armor of god-metal Tedric would have been crushed flat


id: 44838
title: Time and Its Measurement
author: Arthur, James
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  Japanese Clock with Vertical Dial Having Curved Lines, Weight the clock half an hour forward." In those days work commenced at six best practical way in this day is to use a watch set to local time [Illustration: Fig. 14--Japanese Striking Clock with Weight and Short [Illustration: Fig. 16--Japanese Clock with Vertical Dial, Weight and [Illustration: Fig. 18--Japanese Clock with Vertical Dial Having [Illustration: Fig. 22--Dial of Japanese Astronomical Clock] given day, or night, this dial has a _last long hour_ in each case, point of time marked by the striking of the clock. our 24-hour clock time. One mean time clock day of 24 hours, which has been explained hours clock time; and since motion is relative, it is permissible to local day it would be 12 o''clock breakfast time in New York; but in [Illustration: Fig. 46--Universal Time Dial Set for Four Places]


id: 44867
title: The Discovery of the Future
author: Wells, H. G. (Herbert George)
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  consequences of the past, from this our life is to prepare the future. constantly upon the past without any thought of the future at all, and of mind that thinks of the future a sort of hair-splitting, almost like past, and the future depends for its causes upon the present. in things, there comes a sorting out of these two types of mind. the future is a possible and practicable thing. Let us consider just what an educated man of to-day knows of the past. To these limits man''s knowledge of the past was absolutely of a great number of things in the future is becoming a human Such, then, is the sort of knowledge of the future that I believe is future of humanity, was the highest of all conceivable things. It is possible to believe that all that the human mind has ever


id: 59712
title: The Floater
author: Walton, Bryce
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  A few months later, Von Ulrich was back, watching Barton moulding But it didn''t seem like a year when Von Ulrich came back in his sleek But Barton took no hope from Von Ulrich''s lack of Von Ulrich did come back, several times. it was Von Ulrich, looking so much older this time. Von Ulrich set off an alarm and in less than four seconds Barton was For the first time in the basketball, Barton began to feel some In the second one, Von Ulrich found Barton still lying peacefully on Von Ulrich had hoped that Barton''s basketball would be found and when "Better give Barton a more thorough check," Von Ulrich said. "Barton never hated anybody," Von Ulrich said. so I finally decided," Von Ulrich told Zeiger, "that Barton was Von Ulrich said, "I''ll turn in a complete report on Barton. "Of our time, that is," Von Ulrich said.


id: 59515
title: Z
author: Fontenay, Charles L.
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  strange co-existence of Summer, Mark and Wyn?_ "I''m Summer Storm and this is my husband, Wyn Storm, and we live at 138 Looking back on it, I suppose I loved Summer Storm from the time I saw The only way I knew to probe the origins of Wyn and Summer was through During these first few years, Wyn and Summer gradually lost that When I found Wyn and Summer in the park, they had appeared to be twins. sure--and now he looked like Summer''s father. "What is wrong with Summer, Wyn?" "Look," said Wyn, taking up a pencil. So, if Summer''s time reversal occurred or will occur after birth, she explosion which I know won''t hurt Summer physically, but may reverse When he said "children," he meant Summer and Mark. Summer, although she said reversed my time direction and I became Summer Storm, to give birth


