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A Puma at large逃遁的美洲狮
Pumas are large， cat-like animals which are found in America. When reports came into London Zoo that a wild puma had been spotted forty-five miles south of London， they were not taken seriously. However， as the evidence began to accumulate， experts from the Zoo felt obliged to investigate， for the descriptions given by people who claimed to have seen the puma were extraordinarily similar.
The hunt for the puma began in a small village where a woman picking blackberries saw 'a large cat' only five yards away from her. It immediately ran away when she saw it， and experts confirmed that a puma will not attack a human being unless it is cornered. The search proved difficult， for the puma was often observed at one place in the morning and at another place twenty miles away in the evening. Wherever it went， it left behind it a trail of dead deer and small animals like rabbits. Paw prints were seen in a number of places and puma fur was found clinging to bushes. Several people complained of "cat-like noises' at night and a businessman on a fishing trip saw the puma up a tree. The experts were now fully convinced that the animal was a puma， but where had it come from? As no pumas had been reported missing from any zoo in the country， this one must have been in the possession of a private collector and somehow managed to escape. The hunt went on for several weeks， but the puma was not caught. It is disturbing to think that a dangerous wild animal is still at large in the quiet countryside.
Thirteen equals one十三等于一
Our vicar is always raising money for one cause or another， but he has never managed to get enough money to have the church clock repaired. The big clock which used to strike the hours day and night was damaged many years ago and has been silent ever since.
One night， however， our vicar work up with a start： the clock was striking the hours! Looking at his watch， he saw that it was one o'clock， but the bell struck thirteen times before it stopped. Armed with a torch， the vicar went up into the clock tower to see what was going on. In the torchlight， he caught sight of a figure whom he immediately recognized as Bill Wilkins， our local grocer.
'Whatever are you doing up here Bill?' asked the vicar in surprise.
'I'm trying to repair the bell，' answered Bill. 'I've been coming up here night after night for weeks now. You see， I was hoping to give you a surprise.'
'You certainly did give me a surprise!' said the vicar. 'You've probably woken up everyone in the village as well. Still， I'm glad the bell is working again.'
That's the trouble， vicar，' answered Bill. 'It's working all right， but I'm afraid that at one o'clock it will strike thirteen times and there's nothing I can do about it."
We'll get used to that， Bill，' said the vicar. "Thirteen is not as good as one， but it's better than nothing. Now let's go downstairs and have a cup of tea.'
An unknown goddess无名女神
Some time ago， and interesting discovery was made by archaeologists on the Aegean island of Kea. An American team explored a temple which stands in an ancient city on the promontory of Ayia Irini. The city at one time must have been prosperous， for it enjoyed a high level of civilization. Houses —— often three storeys high —— were built of stone. They had large rooms with beautifully decorated walls. The city was equipped with a drainage system， for a great many clay pipes were found beneath the narrow streets.
The temple which the archaeologists explored was used as a place of worship from the fifteenth century B.C. until Roman times. In the most sacred room of temple， clay fragments of fifteen statues were found. Each of these represented a goddess and had， at one time， been painted. The body of one statue was found among remains dating from the fifteenth century B.C. It's missing head happened to be among remains of the fifth century B.C. This head must have been found in Classical times and carefully preserved. It was very old and precious even then. When the archaeologists reconstructed the fragments， they were amazed to find that the goddess turned out to be a very modern-looking woman. She stood three feet high and her hands rested on her hips. She was wearing a full-length skirt which swept the ground. Despite her great age， she was very graceful indeed， but， so far， the archaeologists have been unable to discover her identity.
The double life of Alfred Bloggs阿尔弗雷德。布洛格斯的双重生活
These days， people who do manual work often receive far more money than people who work in offices. People who work in offices are frequently referred to as "white-collar workers' for the simple reason that they usually wear a collar and tie to go to work. Such is human nature， that a great many people are often willing to sacrifice higher pay for the privilege of becoming white-collar workers. This can give rise to curious situations， as it did in the case of Alfred Bloggs who worked as a dustman for the Ellesmere Corporation.
When he got married， Alf was too embarrassed to say anything to his wife about his job. He simply told her that he worked for the Corporation. Every morning， he left home dressed in a smart black suit. He then changed into overalls and spent the next eight hours as a dustman. Before returning home at night. He took a shower and changed back into his suit. Alf did this for over two years and his fellow dustmen kept his secret Alf's wife has never discovered that she married a dustman and she never will， for Alf has just found another job. He will soon be working in an office. He will be earning only half as much as he used to， but he feels that his rise in status is well worth the loss of money. From now on， he will wear a suit all day and others will call him 'Mr. Bloggs'， not 'Alf'.
Editors of newspapers and magazines often go to extremes to provide their reader with unimportant facts and statistics. Last year a journalist had been instructed by a well-known magazine to write an article on the president's palace in a new African republic. When the article arrived， the editor read the first sentence and then refuse to publish it. The article began： 'Hundreds of steps lead to the high wall which surrounds the president's palace'. The editor at once sent the journalist a fax instructing him find out the exact number of steps and the height of the wall.
The journalist immediately set out to obtain these important facts， but the took a long time to send them. Meanwhile， the editor was getting impatient， for the magazine would soon go to press. He sent the journalist two more faxes， but received no reply. He sent yet another fax informing the journalist that if he did not reply soon he would be fired. When the journalist again failed to reply， the editor reluctantly published the article as it had originally been written. A week later， the editor at last received a fax from the journalist. Not only had the poor man been arrested， but he had been sent to prison as well. However， he had at last been allowed to send a
fax in which he informed the editor that the he had been arrested while counting the 1，084 steps leading to the fifteen-foot wall which surrounded the president's palace.
The expensive shops in a famous near Piccadilly were just "opening. At this time of the morning， the arcade was almost empty. Mr. Taylor， the owner of a jewellery shop was admiring a new display. Two of his assistants had been working busily since eight o'clock and had only just finished. Diamond necklaces and rings had been beautifully arranged on a background of black velvet. After gazing at the display for several minutes， Mr. Taylor went back into his shop.
The silence was suddenly broken when a large car， with its headlights on and its home blaring， roared down the arcade. It came to a stop outside the jeweller's. One man stayed at the wheel while two others with black stocking over their faces jumped out and smashed the window of the shop with iron bars. While this was going on， Mr. Taylor was upstairs. He and his staff began throwing furniture out of the window. Chairs and tables went flying into the arcade. One of the thieves was struck by a heavy statue， but he was too busy helping himself to diamonds to notice any pain. The raid was all over in three minutes， for the men scrambled back into the car and it moved off at a fantastic speed. Just as it was leaving， Mr. Taylor rushed out and ran after it throwing ashtrays and vases， but it was impossible to stop the thieves. They had got away with thousands of pounds worth of diamonds.
Has it ever happened to you? Have you ever put your trousers in the washing machine and then remembered there was a large bank note in your back pocket? When you rescued your trousers， did note in your back pocket? When you rescued your trousers， did you find the note was whiter than white? People who live in Britain needn't despair when they made mistakes like this (and a lot of people do)! Fortunately for them， the Bank of England has a team called Mutilated Ladies which deals with claims from people who fed their money to a machine or to their dog. Dogs， it seems， love to chew up money!
A recent case concerns Jane Butlin whose fiancé， John， runs a successful furniture business. John had very good day and put his wallet containing $3，000 into the microwave oven for safekeeping. Then he and Jane went horse-riding. When they got home， Jane cooked their dinner in the microwave oven and without realizing it， cooked her fiancé's wallet as well. Imagine their dismay when they found a beautifully-cooked wallet and notes turned to ash! John went to see his bank manager who sent the remains of wallet and the money to the special department of the Bank of England in Newcastle： the Mutilate Ladies! They examined the remain and John got all his money back. 'So long as there's something to identify， we will give people their money back，' said a spokeswoman for the Bank. 'Last year， we paid $1.5m on 21，000 claims. Damaged bank notes. The Queen's head appears on English bank notes， and 'lady' refers to this.
A famous monastery著名的修道院
The Great St. Bernard Pass connects Switzerland to Italy. At 2，473 metres， it is the highest mountain pass in Europe. The famous monastery of St. Bernard， witch was founded in eleventh century， lies about a mile away. For hundreds of years， St. Bernard dogs have saved the lives of travellers crossing the dangerous Pass. These friendly dogs， which were first brought from Asia， were used as watchdogs even in Roman times. Now that a tunnel ahs been built through the mountains， the Pass is less dangerous， but each year， the dogs are still sent out into the snow whenever a traveller is in difficulty. Despite the new tunnel， there are still a few people who rashly attempt to cross the Pass on foot.
During the summer months， the monastery is very busy， for it is visited by thousands of people who cross the Pass in cars. As there are so many people about， the dogs have to be kept in a special enclosure. In winter， however， life at the monastery is quite different. The temperature drops to —— 30 o and very few people attempt to cross the Pass. The monks prefer winter to summer of they have more privacy. The dogs have greater freedom， too， for they are allowed to wander outside their enclosure. The only regular visitors to the monastery in winter are parties of skiers who go there at Christmas and Easter. These young people， who love the peace of mountains， always receive a warm welcome at St. Bernard's monastery.
Cats never fail to fascinate human beings. They can be friendly and affectionate towards humans， but they lead mysterious lives of their own as well. They never become submissive like dogs and horses. As a result， humans have learned to respect feline independence. Most cats remain suspicious of humans all their lives. One of the things that fascinates us most about cats is the popular belief that they have nine lives. Apparently， there is a good deal of truth in this idea.
A cat's ability to survive falls is based on fact.
Recently the New York Animal Medical Center made a study of 132 cats over a period of five months. All these cats had one experience in common： they had fallen off high buildings， yet only eight of them died from shock or injuries. Of course， New York is the ideal place for such an interesting study， because there is no shortage of tall buildings. There are plenty of high-rise windowsills to fall from! One cat， Sabrina， fell 32 storeys， yet only suffered from a broken tooth. 'Cats behave like well-trained paratroopers.' a doctor said. It seems that the further cats fall， the less they are likely to injure themselves. In a long drop， they reach speeds of 60 miles an hour and more. At high speeds， falling cats have time to relax. They stretch out their legs like flying squirrels. This increases their air-resistance and reduces the shock of impact when they hit the ground.