And he knew he was going to win. It's just the makeup of the man. My only explanation is that Sam has alot of our mother's characteristics."BUD WALTONI don't know what causes a person to be ambitious, but it is a fact that I have been overblessed withdrive and ambition from the time I hit the ground, and I expect my brother's probably right. Our motherwas extremely ambitious for her kids. She read a lot and loved education, although she didn't have toomuch herself. She went to college for a year before she quit to get married, and maybe to compensate forthat, she just ordained from the beginning that I would go to college and make something of myself. Oneof the great sadnesses in my life is that she died young, of cancer, just as we were beginning to do well inbusiness. 山东体育彩票中奖查询 I do admit to worrying sometimes about future generations of the Waltons. I know it's unrealistic of meto expect them all to get up and throw paper routes, and I know it's something I can't control. But I'dhate to see any descendants of mine fall into the category of what I'd call "idle rich"a group I've neverhad much use for. I really hope that somehow the values both Helen and I, and our kids, have alwaysembraced can be passed on down through the generations. And even if these little future Waltons don'tfeel the need to work from dawn on into the night to stay ahead of the bill collector, I hope they'll feelcompelled to do something productive and useful and challenging with their lives. Maybe it's time for aWalton to start thinking about going into medical research and working on cures for cancer, or figuringout new ways to bring culture and education to the underprivileged, or becoming missionaries for freeenterprise in the Third World. Or maybeand this is strictly my ideathere's another Walton merchantlurking in the wings somewhere down the line. In the sacred tank, where Vishnu bathes when[Pg 165] he comes on earth, an old woman was standing pouring the stagnant green water over her body, while others of the faithful, seated on the steps, were piously drinking the stuff from a coco-nut that they handed round. In one corner of this pool was an exquisite bower of floating wreaths鈥攜ellow, white, and violet鈥攁 splash of bright colour on the squalid water. We had a bishop this morning, and WHAT DO YOU THINK HE SAID? which I trust will not occur--you may correspond with Mr. Griggs, The subterranean passage leading from the empress's rooms to the mosque, has in the roof a thick flagstone that admits a subdued glimmer as through amber or honey, lighting up all one end of the dark corridor.