Explaining the Science of Flax and Hemp for Kids Story Book of Science by Jean-Henri Fabre.

chapter 16 of the storybook of science this is a librivox recording all librivox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librivox.org recording by linda bell west the storybook of science by john henry fabra translated by florence bricknell chapter 16 flax and hemp

while listening to what jacques was saying about wool emil examined his handkerchief attentively he turned it over and over felt it then looked through it jacques foresaw the question emil was getting ready to ask him and he said hint creeps and ninens are not woolen certain plants cotton hemp flax and not sheep furnish them for you see i don't know much about those things myself i have heard tell of the cotton plant but have never seen it and besides i am afraid talking to you will make me cut the sheep's skin in the evening at jules request they took up the history of the materials with which we clothe ourselves and uncle paul explained their nature the outside of hemp and flax is composed of long threads very fine supple and tenacious from which we manufacture our fabrics we clothe ourselves with the spoils of the sheep we make ourselves fine with the bark of the plant the fabrics of luxury cambric tulle gauze point lace meshlin lace are made from flax the stronger ones even to coarse sacking are of hemp the cotton plant gives us fabrics made of cotton flex is a slender plant with little delicate blue flowers and is sewn and harvested every year it is much cultivated in northern france belgium and holland it is the first plant used by men for woven fabrics mummies of egypt the old land of moses and the patriarchs mummies which have lain buried four thousand years and more are swathed in bands of linen mummies did you say interposed jewels i don't know what they are i will tell you my dear child respect for the dead is found among all people and in all ages man regards as sacred what was the seat of a soul made in the image of god he honors the dead but the honors render differ according to time place customs we enter the debt and put over the burial place a tombstone with an inscription or at least a humble cross divine emblem of life eternal the ancients burn them on a funeral pile they piercely gathered the bones bleached by the fire and enclosed them in priceless vases in egypt to preserve the cherished remains for the family they embalmed the dead that is to say they impregnated them with aromatics and swathed them in linen to prevent decomposition these piece duties were so delicately performed that after centuries and centuries we find intact in their chests of sweet-smelling wood but dried and blackened by years contemporaries of the ancient kings of egypt or the pharaohs these are what are called mummies hemp has been cultivated all over europe for many centuries it is an annual of a strong nauseous odor with little green dull looking flowers whose stem of the thickness of a quill pen rises to about two meters it is cultivated like flax both for its bark and for its grain called hemp seed that is the grain i think said emil we give the goldfinch which it cracks with its beak when it breaks the shell to get out the little kernel yes hemp seed is the feast of little birds the bark of the hemp has not the fineness of flex the fibers of this leather plant are so fine that 25 grams of toe spun on the spinning wheel furnishes a thread almost a league long the spider's web alone can rival and delicacy certain linen fabrics when hemp and flax reach maturity they are harvested and the seeds are separated by thrashing the next operation reading then takes place its purpose being to render the filaments of the bark or the fibers as they are called easily separable from the wood these fibers in fact are pasted to the stem and stuck together by a gummy substance that is very resistant and prevents...

Explaining the Science of Flax and Hemp for Kids Story Book of Science by Jean-Henri Fabre.

chapter 16 of the storybook of science this is a librivox recording all librivox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librivox.org recording by linda bell west the storybook of science by john henry fabra translated by florence bricknell chapter 16 flax and hemp

while listening to what jacques was saying about wool emil examined his handkerchief attentively he turned it over and over felt it then looked through it jacques foresaw the question emil was getting ready to ask him and he said hint creeps and ninens are not woolen certain plants cotton hemp flax and not sheep furnish them for you see i don't know much about those things myself i have heard tell of the cotton plant but have never seen it and besides i am afraid talking to you will make me cut the sheep's skin in the evening at jules request they took up the history of the materials with which we clothe ourselves and uncle paul explained their nature the outside of hemp and flax is composed of long threads very fine supple and tenacious from which we manufacture our fabrics we clothe ourselves with the spoils of the sheep we make ourselves fine with the bark of the plant the fabrics of luxury cambric tulle gauze point lace meshlin lace are made from flax the stronger ones even to coarse sacking are of hemp the cotton plant gives us fabrics made of cotton flex is a slender plant with little delicate blue flowers and is sewn and harvested every year it is much cultivated in northern france belgium and holland it is the first plant used by men for woven fabrics mummies of egypt the old land of moses and the patriarchs mummies which have lain buried four thousand years and more are swathed in bands of linen mummies did you say interposed jewels i don't know what they are i will tell you my dear child respect for the dead is found among all people and in all ages man regards as sacred what was the seat of a soul made in the image of god he honors the dead but the honors render differ according to time place customs we enter the debt and put over the burial place a tombstone with an inscription or at least a humble cross divine emblem of life eternal the ancients burn them on a funeral pile they piercely gathered the bones bleached by the fire and enclosed them in priceless vases in egypt to preserve the cherished remains for the family they embalmed the dead that is to say they impregnated them with aromatics and swathed them in linen to prevent decomposition these piece duties were so delicately performed that after centuries and centuries we find intact in their chests of sweet-smelling wood but dried and blackened by years contemporaries of the ancient kings of egypt or the pharaohs these are what are called mummies hemp has been cultivated all over europe for many centuries it is an annual of a strong nauseous odor with little green dull looking flowers whose stem of the thickness of a quill pen rises to about two meters it is cultivated like flax both for its bark and for its grain called hemp seed that is the grain i think said emil we give the goldfinch which it cracks with its beak when it breaks the shell to get out the little kernel yes hemp seed is the feast of little birds the bark of the hemp has not the fineness of flex the fibers of this leather plant are so fine that 25 grams of toe spun on the spinning wheel furnishes a thread almost a league long the spider's web alone can rival and delicacy certain linen fabrics when hemp and flax reach maturity they are harvested and the seeds are separated by thrashing the next operation reading then takes place its purpose being to render the filaments of the bark or the fibers as they are called easily separable from the wood these fibers in fact are pasted to the stem and stuck together by a gummy substance that is very resistant and prevents...

Explaining Fleece Story Book of Science by Jean-Henri Fabre Kids' Education Free Books

Explaining Fleece Story Book of Science by Jean-Henri Fabre Kids' Education Free Books

Spanish - Los Anteojos de Color short fiction nobel prize relato corto Free Kids Books.

los anteojos de color por josé echegaray leído en español esta es una grabación de libri box todas las grabaciones de libri box están en el dominio público para más información o para ser voluntario por favor visite el libro ibocc.org con trinidad de aguirre ha muerto esta noticia acaso nos sorprenda a mis lectores porque los lectores ya no se sorprenden de nada pero debía sorprenderles debía sorprenderles por varias razones en primer lugar porque ninguno de ellos habrá conocido al difunto cuando todavía no era difunto en segundo lugar porque el suceso ha venido sobre todos nosotros con la rapidez del rayo sin preparación de ningún género sin un mal aviso de los periódicos sin una papeleta de defunción siquiera se nos dice que don trinidad ha muerto y no sabíamos que este don trinidad existiese y en tercer lugar porque la muerte de este señor ha sido de todo punto injustificada con las entradas en y salidas de este mundo de lágrimas sucede como con las entradas y salidas de los dramas las hay que están más o menos justificadas y las hay que no están justificadas de ninguna manera el mutis digámoslo así de don trinidad ha sido pues inesperado e injustificado don trinidad era joven era rico tenía figura simpática talento natural mucha ilustración estaba para casarse con una chica preciosa y sobre todo gozó de una salud perfecta hasta el momento de morirse que esto no le sucede a todo el mundo hay alguien que en estas condiciones se muera yo creo que no pues sin embargo don trinidad de aguirre ha muerto hace dos años viajo por alemania allá se estuvo unos meses y volvió del viaje como fue tan joven tan rico tan simpático tan alegre y tan sano pero en el mes de noviembre del 96 tuvo un pequeño ataque a la vista poca cosa casi nada enfermedad que no lo era y que no tenía de serio más que el nombre que no sé cuál fuese se puso unos anteojos de color para quitar fuerza a la luz y se curó en 8 días quedándole los ojos tan hermosos tan brillantes y tan malagueños como siempre pero cambio de carácter cambió por completo era alegre y hasta bromista resultó triste hablaba no con exceso pero sí con amplia medida resultó silencioso su sonrisa era franca y espontánea su sonrisa resultó amarga las dos comisarias de la boca se le cayeron con caída trágica como si hubiesen de todo regocijo en suma que don trinidad se transformó para los amigos no tuvo más que frases de desdén o réplicas punzantes y naturalmente se fue quedando sin amigos desde entonces siempre fue solo antes se le veía en teatros paseos y reuniones después no se le vio ni era fácil que se le viese porque se quedaba en casa pero en su casa también solo porque don trinidad nunca tuvo parientes circunstancias que hacen más inexplicable su muerte repentina durante un mes no vio más que a su novia y como los anteojos de color dan a la fisionomía cierto carácter ridículo convierten la cara humana en cara de lechuza y él tenía interés en que su amada le viese los ojos siempre al natural nunca se puso para mirarla los anteojos de color pero un día no se sabe por qué razón se los puso la chica le encontró muy raro y se echó a reír pues se defendió tanto don trinidad que después de mirarla fijamente dio media vuelta se fue a su casa y rompió para siempre con rosario por cierto que a poco más se muerde el disgusto la pobre rosario algunos días después se encontraron a don trinidad muerto estaba junto a la mesa de su despacho había escrito unas cuartillas los anteojos de color estaban rotos hechos añicos se sospechó que los había roto de un puñetazo porque tenía ensangrentado el puño una particularidad llamó mucho la atención todos los espejos de su casa y los había magníficos se encontraron rotos también de estos antecedentes se dedujo que don trinidad se había vuelto loco y las cuartillas que dejó escritas así lo confirmaron no se han encontrado todas pero algunas que pudieron recoger...

Spanish - Los Anteojos de Color short fiction nobel prize relato corto Free Kids Books.

los anteojos de color por josé echegaray leído en español esta es una grabación de libri box todas las grabaciones de libri box están en el dominio público para más información o para ser voluntario por favor visite el libro ibocc.org con trinidad de aguirre ha muerto esta noticia acaso nos sorprenda a mis lectores porque los lectores ya no se sorprenden de nada pero debía sorprenderles debía sorprenderles por varias razones en primer lugar porque ninguno de ellos habrá conocido al difunto cuando todavía no era difunto en segundo lugar porque el suceso ha venido sobre todos nosotros con la rapidez del rayo sin preparación de ningún género sin un mal aviso de los periódicos sin una papeleta de defunción siquiera se nos dice que don trinidad ha muerto y no sabíamos que este don trinidad existiese y en tercer lugar porque la muerte de este señor ha sido de todo punto injustificada con las entradas en y salidas de este mundo de lágrimas sucede como con las entradas y salidas de los dramas las hay que están más o menos justificadas y las hay que no están justificadas de ninguna manera el mutis digámoslo así de don trinidad ha sido pues inesperado e injustificado don trinidad era joven era rico tenía figura simpática talento natural mucha ilustración estaba para casarse con una chica preciosa y sobre todo gozó de una salud perfecta hasta el momento de morirse que esto no le sucede a todo el mundo hay alguien que en estas condiciones se muera yo creo que no pues sin embargo don trinidad de aguirre ha muerto hace dos años viajo por alemania allá se estuvo unos meses y volvió del viaje como fue tan joven tan rico tan simpático tan alegre y tan sano pero en el mes de noviembre del 96 tuvo un pequeño ataque a la vista poca cosa casi nada enfermedad que no lo era y que no tenía de serio más que el nombre que no sé cuál fuese se puso unos anteojos de color para quitar fuerza a la luz y se curó en 8 días quedándole los ojos tan hermosos tan brillantes y tan malagueños como siempre pero cambio de carácter cambió por completo era alegre y hasta bromista resultó triste hablaba no con exceso pero sí con amplia medida resultó silencioso su sonrisa era franca y espontánea su sonrisa resultó amarga las dos comisarias de la boca se le cayeron con caída trágica como si hubiesen de todo regocijo en suma que don trinidad se transformó para los amigos no tuvo más que frases de desdén o réplicas punzantes y naturalmente se fue quedando sin amigos desde entonces siempre fue solo antes se le veía en teatros paseos y reuniones después no se le vio ni era fácil que se le viese porque se quedaba en casa pero en su casa también solo porque don trinidad nunca tuvo parientes circunstancias que hacen más inexplicable su muerte repentina durante un mes no vio más que a su novia y como los anteojos de color dan a la fisionomía cierto carácter ridículo convierten la cara humana en cara de lechuza y él tenía interés en que su amada le viese los ojos siempre al natural nunca se puso para mirarla los anteojos de color pero un día no se sabe por qué razón se los puso la chica le encontró muy raro y se echó a reír pues se defendió tanto don trinidad que después de mirarla fijamente dio media vuelta se fue a su casa y rompió para siempre con rosario por cierto que a poco más se muerde el disgusto la pobre rosario algunos días después se encontraron a don trinidad muerto estaba junto a la mesa de su despacho había escrito unas cuartillas los anteojos de color estaban rotos hechos añicos se sospechó que los había roto de un puñetazo porque tenía ensangrentado el puño una particularidad llamó mucho la atención todos los espejos de su casa y los había magníficos se encontraron rotos también de estos antecedentes se dedujo que don trinidad se había vuelto loco y las cuartillas que dejó escritas así lo confirmaron no se han encontrado todas pero algunas que pudieron recoger...

Captains Courageous by Rudyard Kipling Part 7 Free Audiobooks for Children and Teens.

chapter 7 of captains courageous this is a librivox recording all librivox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librivox.org this recording is by mark smith of simpsonville south carolina captain's courageous by rudyard kipling chapter 7.

next day they fell in with more sails all circling slowly from the east northerly towards the west but just when they expected to make the shoals by the virgin the fog shut down and they anchored surrounded by the tinklings of invisible bells there was not much fishing but occasionally dory met dory in the fog in exchange news that night a little before dawn dan and harvey who had been sleeping most of the day tumbled out to hook fried pies there was no reason why they should not have taken them openly but they tasted better so and it made the cook angry the heat and smell below drove them on deck with their plunder and they found disco at the bell which he handed over to harvey keep her going said he i mistrust i hear something if it's anything i'm best where i am so as to get at things it was a forlorn little jingle the thick air seemed to pinch it off and in the pauses harvey heard the muffled shriek of a liners siren and he knew enough of the banks to know what that meant it came to him with horrible distinctness how a boy in a cherry-colored jersey he despised fancy blazers now with all of fisherman's contempt how an ignorant rowdy boy had once said it would be great if a steamer ran down a fishing boat that boy had a state room with a hot and cold bath and spent 10 minutes each morning picking over a guilt edge to bill affair and that same boy no his very much older brother was up at four of the dim dawn and streaming crackling oil skins hammering literally for the dear life on a bell smaller than the steward's breakfast bell while somewhere close at hand a 30-foot steel stern was storming along at 20 miles an hour the bitterest thought of all was that there were folks asleep in dry upholstered cabins who would never learn that they had massacred a boat before breakfast so harvey rang the bell yes they slowed down one turn of their blame propeller said dan applying himself to manuel's conch for to keep inside the law and that's consoling when we're all at the bottom heart to her she's a humper oh

what the siren mingle tingle think

while sea and sky were all milled up and milky fog then harvey felt that he was near a moving body and found himself looking up and up at the wet edge of a cliff-like bow leaping it seemed directly over the schooner a jaunty little feather of water curled in front of it and as it lifted it showed a long ladder of roman numerals xv xvi xviii xviii and so forth on a salmon-colored gleaming side it tilted forward and downward with a heart stilling

the ladder disappeared a line of brass rimmed portholes flashed past a jet of steam puffed in harvey's helplessly uplifted hands a spout of hot water roared along the rail of the we're here and the little schooner staggered and shook in a rush of screw-torn water as a liner stern vanished in the fog harvey got ready to faint or be sick or both when he heard a crack like a trunk thrown on a sidewalk and all small in his ear a far away telephone voice drawing he've two you've sunk us is it us he gassed no bowed out yonder ring we're going to look said dan running out of dory in half a minute all except harvey penn and the cook were oversight and away presently a schooner's stump foremast snapped clean across drifted past the boughs then an empty green dory came by knocking on the weir hero's side as though she wished to be taken in then followed something face down in a blue jersey but it was not the whole of a man penn changed color and caught his breath with a click harvey pounded despairingly at the bell for he feared they might...

Captains Courageous by Rudyard Kipling Part 7 Free Audiobooks for Children and Teens.

chapter 7 of captains courageous this is a librivox recording all librivox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librivox.org this recording is by mark smith of simpsonville south carolina captain's courageous by rudyard kipling chapter 7.

next day they fell in with more sails all circling slowly from the east northerly towards the west but just when they expected to make the shoals by the virgin the fog shut down and they anchored surrounded by the tinklings of invisible bells there was not much fishing but occasionally dory met dory in the fog in exchange news that night a little before dawn dan and harvey who had been sleeping most of the day tumbled out to hook fried pies there was no reason why they should not have taken them openly but they tasted better so and it made the cook angry the heat and smell below drove them on deck with their plunder and they found disco at the bell which he handed over to harvey keep her going said he i mistrust i hear something if it's anything i'm best where i am so as to get at things it was a forlorn little jingle the thick air seemed to pinch it off and in the pauses harvey heard the muffled shriek of a liners siren and he knew enough of the banks to know what that meant it came to him with horrible distinctness how a boy in a cherry-colored jersey he despised fancy blazers now with all of fisherman's contempt how an ignorant rowdy boy had once said it would be great if a steamer ran down a fishing boat that boy had a state room with a hot and cold bath and spent 10 minutes each morning picking over a guilt edge to bill affair and that same boy no his very much older brother was up at four of the dim dawn and streaming crackling oil skins hammering literally for the dear life on a bell smaller than the steward's breakfast bell while somewhere close at hand a 30-foot steel stern was storming along at 20 miles an hour the bitterest thought of all was that there were folks asleep in dry upholstered cabins who would never learn that they had massacred a boat before breakfast so harvey rang the bell yes they slowed down one turn of their blame propeller said dan applying himself to manuel's conch for to keep inside the law and that's consoling when we're all at the bottom heart to her she's a humper oh

what the siren mingle tingle think

while sea and sky were all milled up and milky fog then harvey felt that he was near a moving body and found himself looking up and up at the wet edge of a cliff-like bow leaping it seemed directly over the schooner a jaunty little feather of water curled in front of it and as it lifted it showed a long ladder of roman numerals xv xvi xviii xviii and so forth on a salmon-colored gleaming side it tilted forward and downward with a heart stilling

the ladder disappeared a line of brass rimmed portholes flashed past a jet of steam puffed in harvey's helplessly uplifted hands a spout of hot water roared along the rail of the we're here and the little schooner staggered and shook in a rush of screw-torn water as a liner stern vanished in the fog harvey got ready to faint or be sick or both when he heard a crack like a trunk thrown on a sidewalk and all small in his ear a far away telephone voice drawing he've two you've sunk us is it us he gassed no bowed out yonder ring we're going to look said dan running out of dory in half a minute all except harvey penn and the cook were oversight and away presently a schooner's stump foremast snapped clean across drifted past the boughs then an empty green dory came by knocking on the weir hero's side as though she wished to be taken in then followed something face down in a blue jersey but it was not the whole of a man penn changed color and caught his breath with a click harvey pounded despairingly at the bell for he feared they might...

Princess and the Goblin George MacDonald Free Audiobooks Kids ch 9 Free Kids Books.
section 5 the princess and the goblin this is a librivox recording or librivox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librivox.org recording by lizzy driver the princess and the goblin by george mcdonald chapter nine the hall of the goblin palace a sound of many soft feet followed but soon ceased then curdy flew at the hole like a tiger and tore and pulled the sides gave way and it was soon large enough for him to cool through he would not betray himself by rekindling his lamp but the torches of the retreating company which he found departing in a straight line up a long avenue from the door of their cave through back light enough to afford him a glance around the deserted home of the goblins to his surprise he could discover nothing to distinguish it from an ordinary natural cave in the rock upon many of which he had come with the rest of the miners in the progress of their excavations the goblins had talked of coming back for the rest of their household gear he saw nothing that would have made him suspect a family had taken shelter there for a single night the floor was rough and stony the walls full of projecting corners the roof in one place 20 feet high in another endangering his forehead while on one side a stream no thicker than a needle it is true but still sufficient to spread a wide dampness over the wall flowed down the face of the rock but the troop in front of him was toiling under heavy burdens he could distinguish hell for now and then in the flickering light and shade with his heavy chest on his bending shoulders while the second brother was almost buried in what looks like a great feather bed where did they get the feathers thought kerdi but in a moment the troop disappeared to turn of the way and it was now both safe and necessary for kurdi to follow them lest they should be round the next turning before he saw them again for so he might lose them altogether he darted after them like a greyhound when he reached the corner and looked cautiously round he saw them again at some distance down another long passage

none of the galleries he saw that night wore signs of the work of man or of goblin either stalactites far older than the mines hung from their roofs and their floors were rough with boulders and large round stones showing that there water must have once run

he waited again at this corner till they had disappeared round the next and so followed them a long way through one passage after another the passages grew more and more lofty and were more and more covered in the roof with shining stalactites it was a strange enough procession which he followed but the strangest part of it was the household animals which crowded amongst the feet of the goblins it was true they had no wild animals down there at least they did not know of any but they had a wonderful number of tame ones i must however reserve any contributions towards the natural history of these for a later position in my story at length turning a corner too abruptly he had almost rushed into the middle of the goblin family for there they had already set down all their burdens on the floor of a cave considerably larger than that which they had left they were as yet too breathless to speak elsie would have had warning of their arrest he started back however before anyone saw him and retreating a good way stood watching till the father should come out to go to the palace before very long both he and his son helfer appeared and kept on in the same direction as before while kirdi followed them again with renewed precaution for a long time he heard no sound except something like the rush of a river inside the rock but at length what seemed the far-off noise of a great shouting reached his ears which however presently ceased

after advancing a good way farther he thought he heard a single...

Princess and the Goblin George MacDonald Free Audiobooks Kids ch 9 Free Kids Books.
section 5 the princess and the goblin this is a librivox recording or librivox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librivox.org recording by lizzy driver the princess and the goblin by george mcdonald chapter nine the hall of the goblin palace a sound of many soft feet followed but soon ceased then curdy flew at the hole like a tiger and tore and pulled the sides gave way and it was soon large enough for him to cool through he would not betray himself by rekindling his lamp but the torches of the retreating company which he found departing in a straight line up a long avenue from the door of their cave through back light enough to afford him a glance around the deserted home of the goblins to his surprise he could discover nothing to distinguish it from an ordinary natural cave in the rock upon many of which he had come with the rest of the miners in the progress of their excavations the goblins had talked of coming back for the rest of their household gear he saw nothing that would have made him suspect a family had taken shelter there for a single night the floor was rough and stony the walls full of projecting corners the roof in one place 20 feet high in another endangering his forehead while on one side a stream no thicker than a needle it is true but still sufficient to spread a wide dampness over the wall flowed down the face of the rock but the troop in front of him was toiling under heavy burdens he could distinguish hell for now and then in the flickering light and shade with his heavy chest on his bending shoulders while the second brother was almost buried in what looks like a great feather bed where did they get the feathers thought kerdi but in a moment the troop disappeared to turn of the way and it was now both safe and necessary for kurdi to follow them lest they should be round the next turning before he saw them again for so he might lose them altogether he darted after them like a greyhound when he reached the corner and looked cautiously round he saw them again at some distance down another long passage

none of the galleries he saw that night wore signs of the work of man or of goblin either stalactites far older than the mines hung from their roofs and their floors were rough with boulders and large round stones showing that there water must have once run

he waited again at this corner till they had disappeared round the next and so followed them a long way through one passage after another the passages grew more and more lofty and were more and more covered in the roof with shining stalactites it was a strange enough procession which he followed but the strangest part of it was the household animals which crowded amongst the feet of the goblins it was true they had no wild animals down there at least they did not know of any but they had a wonderful number of tame ones i must however reserve any contributions towards the natural history of these for a later position in my story at length turning a corner too abruptly he had almost rushed into the middle of the goblin family for there they had already set down all their burdens on the floor of a cave considerably larger than that which they had left they were as yet too breathless to speak elsie would have had warning of their arrest he started back however before anyone saw him and retreating a good way stood watching till the father should come out to go to the palace before very long both he and his son helfer appeared and kept on in the same direction as before while kirdi followed them again with renewed precaution for a long time he heard no sound except something like the rush of a river inside the rock but at length what seemed the far-off noise of a great shouting reached his ears which however presently ceased

after advancing a good way farther he thought he heard a single...