CLOCKS.
There are two kinds of clocks. There is the clock that is always
wrong, and that knows it is wrong, and glories in it; and there is the
clock that is always right--except when you rely upon it, and then it
is more wrong than you would think a clock _could_ be in a civilized
country.
I remember a clock of this latter type, that we had in the house when
I was a boy, routing us all up at three o'clock one winter's morning.
We had finished breakfast at ten minutes to four, and I got to school
a little after five, and sat down on the step outside and cried,
because I thought the world had come to an end; everything was so
death-like!
Détails
- Date de publication
- Mar 24, 2007
- Langue
- English
- Catégorie
- Poésie
- Copyright
- Tous droits réservés - Licence de copyright standard
- Contributeurs
- Par (auteur): Jerome K. Jerome
Caractéristiques
- Pages
- 12
- Type de reliure
- Livre à couverture souple Reliure à agrafes
- Couleur de l’intérieur
- Noir & Blanc
- Dimensions
- Roman (6 x 9 po / 152 x 229 mm)