Our fascination with Christ's heart can increase daily. As we ponder His sacrifice of love, we will grow in love for Him. As we reflect on the beauty of His character, worldly cravings will fade. Seek Him consistently and you will find yourself longing to be with Him more and more.
This is surely easier said than done of course. There are battles to face as we spend time with God, namely, distractions!
Distractions are a part of daily life. Our quiet times with God are a challenge when distractions fill our minds. Often more time is needed to experience a deeper connection with God.
So how do we deal with distractions?
The above image details a strategy for dealing with "to do" distractions and more. Get your strategy ready and let's win against those distractions! Let's keep plowing, setting our hearts to leave our devotional time knowing we've met with God.
Set that appointment with God and keep it.
Those around the throne are drawn deeper into worship as they look upon God. Our love for Him also increases as we consistently spend time in His presence.
Lord, we repent for not keeping our "meetings" with You. Forgive us for lacking self-control with distractions that we can avoid. Help us say "no" to frustration concerning those we cannot.
Stir our hearts to be with You. Fascinate us anew with the intimate knowledge of You. Captivate our hearts like we have captivated Yours (Song of Songs 4:9).
Set aside a moment with the Lord right now. Talk with Him. Let Him speak to your heart, answering this prayer not at a future time, but right now.
Write anything He impresses upon your heart or any picture you see. Look up Scriptures that come. Share some if you'd like.
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Yes, I agree. Distractions are definitely unavoidable and we've got to have an action plan so we aren't conquered by them. :) Blessings and thank you for reading, commenting and sharing.
This was a timely word for me today. I like the idea of having a plan for dealing with distractions, and I appreciate the call at the end to press in to God's presence even now. Thanks for sharing!
Doesn't it seem like when you really want to focus on prayer etc that so many things just pop in your mind.
This is great! You're so right that the more time we spend with Jesus the more we want with Him but the distractions certainly increase tenfold! This is super encouraging and practical at the same time. Thank you :)! God bless!
I do believe we are kindred spirits, Amanda. :) I so appreciate this encouragement to take time with our Savior. Lingering…pondering…and just enjoying Him. It requires great effort sometimes, because we are highly distractible people in a highly distracting culture. But it's effort well-invested, without fail. I'm so glad you shared this with us at Grace & Truth, and I'm honored to feature your post at A Divine Encounter on Friday.


"That's just how things are here in Blighty!" Those were the words of Rob Hurst, manager of New Street Motorcycles, as the weather washed away any hope of a truly successful Horsham Motorcycle Show on 16th July.
New Street Motorcycles had taken on the organisation of the show, and become its main sponsor. A team had spent the last three months promoting the event and building up an exciting number of attractions for people of all ages. But by Saturday morning, most of those activities and events had been cancelled, as the relentless rain ensured it was, with the odd exception, only the biking diehards that made it along to Ingfield Manor School in Five Oaks for the fourth staging of the event.
The team from New Street Motorcycles had even contemplated cancelling the event, but the show went on and although the event attracted perhaps only 10% of its potential, sun-drenched attendance, it is hoped the event will be staged again. Rob said: "The plan was to elaborate on the shows of the past three years and make this show, the fourth one, the best one yet. We had every intention of making it a good, family-orientated event, and we had plans to provide lots for the under 16s. We would have had two training schools and the 'Get On' riding scheme here today, but they can't operate in the wet. We were also going to have inflatables, face painting, and the school steam train operating, but it's all had to be cancelled.
Ingfield Manor School. New Street Motorcycles only took on the organisation of the event three months ago, when the organisers of the first three shows -Phil and Davey - decided they could not do it once more.
They hope next year the weather will be kinder and all of their hopes and ideas will bear fruit. Terry Wright, commonly known as Taz, was on the organising committee, and even played in the headline act Re-Offender. He said: "Hopefully, if we get good reports back from the (sponsors and businesses) that are here and the people who came along, we'll plan if again for next year. It might be that we do something on a slightly bigger scale, with some stunt bikes, and quads. A few cars going over and a few bikes jumping over things would would be good. We just didn't have the space or the time this year.
"It's a shame about the weather, but if we make a bit of money for the school and for Scope, we've done our job." Throughout the day, a steady trickle of bikers did arrive, with a number of intriguing bikes. 'Tug' from Worthing brought along his custom built Volkswagen Beetle trike. Tug said: "I was here last year, and I know what it takes to organise this kind of event, so I was going to make it whatever the weather. It's important you support your local show, and there isn't enough around here to be honest.


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We were delighted to welcome back Dr Kate Croft to deliver our annual lecture 'Women of Excellent Understanding: The Wives and Daughters of the Lunar Society'. The talk looked at some of the Lunar Society wives and daughters to consider the role they played in their husbands' businesses as well as their scientific investigations and philosophical thought. We learned about Mary Priestley, Honora Edgeworth, Sally Wedgwood and her daughter Sarah, and the Peggy and Ann, the two wives of James Watt. Kate's clear presentation of her research left us in no doubt that these women most certainly did play an important role.
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We enjoyed a fascinating and informative guided tour of Chillington Hall and gardens, a cream tea on the terrace in glorious sunshine, followed by a tractor ride to the lake to enjoy Capability Brown's landscaping and 'eye-catcher' architectural features in the park. The Hall has been the home of the Giffard family for over 800 years; the present Georgian house is the third to have occupied the site.
Chillington Hall
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Pitchford Hall
Described as Britain's finest half-timbered house, Pitchford Hall was owned by the Colthurst family for more than 500 years before being sold in 1992. Now on the 'at Risk' register, the house has been bought back by Rowena Colthurst and her husband, who are embarking on the massive task of saving it, following 25 years of neglect. The house is named after a natural pitch well in the grounds. Prince Rupert hid from the Roundheads in the priest-hole here during the Civil War and Princess (later Queen) Victoria played in the Tudor-style treehouse.
We had a very good visit. We were split into four groups each with our own guide who were very knowledgeable and gave us a very detailed view of the house and its history. Tea and cake afterwards was delicious.
by buildingbeginnings | June 6, 2019 · 7:41 pm
Shrewsbury School Chapel
We were delighted to be able to hold our Annual General Meeting in the Moser Library building at Shrewsbury School. This was followed by a guided tour of the very special Taylor Library kindly hosted by the Taylor Librarian and Archivist Dr Robin Brooke-Smith and his assistant Naomi Nicholas. We also saw items from the school archive and its collection of water colours in the gallery of the Moser Library where we enjoyed afternoon tea. Our tour concluded with a visit to the school chapel built in 1882.
by buildingbeginnings | May 3, 2019 · 9:23 am
Local historian and our newsletter editor Andrew Pattison presented a very informative overview of the industrial history of Coleham at the Barnabas Centre which was an excellent introduction to our tour of Coleham Pumping Station. The gentlemen volunteers at the Pumping Station demonstrated their enthusiasm and expert knowledge in guiding us round the building and describing the impressive machinery which was surprisingly immaculate. Electric motors in lieu of steam enabled us to see some action which added to the sense of wonder at the ingenuity of the design. An excellent afternoon enjoyed by 30 people.
by buildingbeginnings | March 25, 2019 · 9:50 am
Visit to Shrewsbury's Roman Catholic Cathedral
We enjoyed a delightful and informative afternoon at Shrewsbury Cathedral discovering how the Roman Catholic faith was persecuted and later emancipated in both a national and county perspective. Helen Haynes provided an overview of the key developments and the records that are available at Shropshire Archives. Father Phillips described the history of the building and how it has developed since it was built in 1856, and led us on a tour of the cathedral.
Annual Lecture 2018 – Shrewsbury Foundling Hospital
We were delighted to welcome Dr Kate Croft from the University of Birmingham to deliver our annual lecture: 'Healthy and Expedient': Childcare and Charity at the Shrewsbury Foundling Hospital 1759-1772
The Foundling Hospital in London is well-known as an example of eighteenth-century philanthropy and childcare. What is less well-known is the involvement of several branch hospitals that were set up in during the time known as 'General Reception'. One of these branch hospitals was based in the Midlands, at Shrewsbury in Shropshire. Kate's talk looked at the history of the Shrewsbury Foundling hospital, its relationship with Thomas Coram's London hospital, and the lives of children who lived there.

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Trailer for "The Lone Ranger" Released
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The first official trailer has been released for the Gore Verbinski-directed Disney film, The Lone Ranger. This film has a great cast behind it that includes actors Johnny Depp, Armie Hammer, Tom Wilkinson, William Fichtner, Barry Pepper, James Badge Dale, Ruth Wilson, and Helena Bonham Carter.
According to the synopsis on Apple Movie Trailers, "The Lone Ranger is a thrilling adventure infused with action and humor, in which the famed masked hero is brought to life through new eyes. Native American spirit warrior Tonto (Depp) recounts the untold tales that transformed John Reid (Hammer), a man of the law, into a legend of justice–taking the audience on a runaway train of epic surprises and humorous friction as the two unlikely heroes must learn to work together and fight against greed and corruption."
Watch the trailer here. The Lone Ranger is set to hit theaters July 3, 2013.
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Did BUNGLE Change Anybody's Life?
You may already have heard about the pup called #Bungle that wandered from the driveway of the family home, got scared, hid under a truck and held up traffic. Police tried to grab it to 'rescue' it, and it took a couple of baby-toothed bites and was detained, 'as evidence'. Over 5,000 people signed an on-line petition for its release and a Facebook group was set up. It only served four days.
The family got their dog back, the officer was treated, but maybe somebody decided to use social media for good rather than hate and that might have made a big difference to someone.
But there are lots of dogs who have changed people's lives, on the happy side by becoming lifelong companions, or by introducing two lonely people to each other by needing to go walkies.
On the other side an untrained or fight-trained dog may have launched a ferocious attack on a pretty face.
#RealLifePress is creating an eBook featuring 30 stories by people whose lives have been changed by a dog. Each will describe the magic or tragic moment in 250-750 words, say something about themselves and what is now happening as a result of that moment, and some will provide photos or video featuring the dog.
The eBook will be offered for sale and a 50% royalty will be paid. Participants will also have unlimited copies to give away.
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Located 13 km west of the city of Bikaner in Rajasthan, the Nal airport or the Bikaner Airport works as a civil enclave at the Bikaner Air Force Station.
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A dust-swirling desert town in the royal state of Rajasthan, the origins of Bikaner can be traced back to 1488. The city is nicknamed 'Camel Country' due to it having some of world's best riding camels. The sand dunes scattered through the district adds to the beauty of the city that still displays its ancient opulence.
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Richard: Are We There Yet?
Wow. My students, para, and I have made it through the first six weeks of school and now are on vacation (thank you, balanced calendar!). Time to pause and reflect on our work together thus far.
I began the school year with a two-week review of basics for each subject, then plunged into the curriculum. I now realize that wasn't the best idea. Why not? Because as we get into the finer details of the curriculum, I am finding that either my review didn't work, or the students never really knew the basics to begin with.
For example, I recently gave a short essay assignment: Write a one-page narrative. The results were disheartening, to say the least. I realized my students have little-to-no working knowledge of basic grammar or writing conventions. I see now that I should have done a pre-/post-test for the review and spent the following week or so doing remediation for those ever-so-important basic skills.
I have decided to enjoy my break, then sit down to pinpoint those areas that need to be revisited. We'll spend the remaining three weeks of our first grading period remediating while still trying to keep up with the curriculum maps (let's just hope I remember my cape!).
While that idea scares me as a first-year teacher, I am confident in my ability to achieve this goal. My main concern is how to recognize when to move on. I struggle with knowing if we are there yet, "there" being that magical moment when students can demonstrate mastery of a skill so that I can progress to the next topic.
I then wonder if mastery is as big as its ego? Do my students really have to master everything? I know I haven't mastered every lesson my teachers and professors taught me, yet I think I turned out OK.
If my students don't have to master it, then when is the best time to advance? Is there a specific quantitative measure I can use to tell me when to move on to the brand-new, district-issued data collection binder I now have the pleasure of maintaining along with my plethora of other folders and reports?
I have been working on making sure I use diagnostic tests in some fashion at the beginning of each lesson. I realize I need to be give more daily formative assessments, such as tickets-out-the-door or other written assessments (so I can review them later without having to remember each student's answers).
However, I am not really sure what to do with all that data. The obvious answer is to develop remediation activities for the students who perform poorly on post-tests and to amend my lessons to meet the needs presented in the post-test.
How do you go about that? I generally create the lesson plan in advance, giving the diagnostic on the first day along with a intro that provides students with an idea of what we will talk about and where we will end up. So how do you effectively change an entire lesson plan the day of or day before you are supposed to teach it, while still appearing prepared—or even better, actually being prepared?
Any tips or advice you can offer to help me bridge the gap from theory to practicality would be magnanimous (one of our next vocab words!).


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Edward Frederic Benson
E. F. Benson is probably best known for his six Mapp and Lucia books, but he was a very versatile writer who produced a large body of work, including several biographies. Benson also wrote a number of ghost stories and the author H. P. Lovecraft was impressed enough by Benson's work to mention him in his essay "Supernatural Horror in Literature."
"Thursday Evenings" was first published in Pearson's Annual
(July 1920).
More Stories by E. F. Benson
With the death of Mrs. Georgiana Wallace, in 1920, a very notable link with certain artistic activities in the mid-Victorian era was severed. She had long passed her eightieth year, but her mental faculties were quite unclouded—the link, in fact, was unrusted and untarnished—and only a couple of days before she died she gave the last of her famous Thursday evenings. I was taken there by a friend, and that was the solitary occasion on which I saw Mrs. Wallace alive. She was tremendously vivacious that night in praise of past time and (with many little shakes of her pretty porcelain head and holdings-up of her hands loaded with mourning rings) in condemnation of the grotesque gods which the present age has enshrined in the Temple of Art. Her fairness of mind was shown in the fact that she considered that much in the Golden Age of Victorian Art was "sad rubbish." That horrid old cynic, Mr. Thackeray, for instance, was one of her hottest aversions; Dickens, with his odious vulgar descriptions of low life, was another; the pre-Raphaelite movement was just "a piece of impertinence"; and when Mr. Swinburne was incautiously mentioned, she flushed a little and changed the subject.
Mrs. Wallace, then, did not regard any of these distinguished people as precious metal, and I found myself beginning to wonder where the lode lay. So far from these persons being pure gold, she did not consider them as being possessed of the smallest touch of gilding. But then her face lit up as she talked to us of that memorable evening when she heard the first performance of that famous song "The Lost Chord."
"That's what I mean by music," she said, "and where are you to find such music now? I went to a concert the other day at the Queen's Hall, but after sitting through an hour of it I had to come away. Such a caterwauling I never heard! There was an Overture by that dreadful Mr. Wagner, and there was a Symphony by Brahms—shocking stuff, and there was a piece by Debussy, which finished me: Un après-midi d'un Faune, they called it. I'm sure I wondered what he had had for lunch to give him such a nightmare afterwards. I stopped my ears, my dear, until it was over; and then I came home, and sang 'The Lost Chord' through twice, to put all those dreadful noises out of my head. Ah, I shall never forget the evening when it was sung for the first time at St. James's Hall. There wasn't a dry eye in the place. The words, too, by Miss Adelaide Anne Procter! A bit of lovely poetry!"
Then, with very little encouragement, after a sniff at her lavender salts, the old lady suffered herself to be led to "the instrument," as she called the piano, and sang the masterpiece again in a faint far-away voice which sounded as if it came from the next house but one.
She spoke of the tremendous excitement at the Private View of the Academy when the "Derby Day" appeared on its walls; and passing on to literature, she recounted how, soon after she was married, Mr. Wallace had read aloud to her Mr. Robert Montgomery's magnificent poem called "Satan," which he considered the finest thing which had appeared since Milton's Paradise Lost. He held the most advanced views on literary subjects, and she described how when Adam Bede burst like a bombshell into the placid circles of the novel-reading public, scaring and shocking so many, Mr. Wallace had always maintained that, though too daring in parts, and not fit to be read aloud, it was a fine book, and she shared his view. No doubt it was an extraordinary thing for a woman to touch such a theme, but if Miss Evans had accepted her invitation to any of the Thursday evenings, both she and Mr. Wallace would have given her a warm welcome in the name of Art.
She spoke, too, of the early years of these famous Thursdays, of which this was to prove the last. All the noblest in the realms of Art and Culture assembled in this very studio where we now sat, "and I assure you," said Mrs. Wallace, audaciously, "there were a great many gentlemen always present!" There was a dinner-party first in the dining-room next door, to which some twenty of the brightest and best were bidden, and the brilliance of the conversation was perfectly paralysing. After the crinolines had retired, the gentlemen would not sit long over their wine, for they were eager in those days to join the ladies. (This was said with great archness, and I wondered how many hearts Mrs. Wallace had seriously damaged in her time.) Moreover, the odious indulgence in tobacco was then quite unknown, even as it had remained in Mrs. Wallace's house to this day, and the gentlemen were quick on the ladies' heels. Soon the party began to arrive: artists, musicians, writers, actors (she gave us a catalogue of names which I cannot remember) poured in, and the wit and the recitations, the music and the singing, were the talk of the town next day. Mr. Wallace was Scotch, and the tartan-paper which streaked the walls to-night was then newly put up. We sat in the same stiff mahogany chairs; the same worsted-work curtains shut out the noises of London; the same antimacassars were spread on the backs of sofas; even the same "instrument," which had just now tinkled under Mrs. Wallace's fingers, stood in its old place; the same colza-oil lamps were reflected in the heavy mirrors and in the polished tables. Nothing in that shrine sanctified by the conversaziones of the Golden Age, had ever been altered.
Even as she spoke I seemed to get a glimpse of the toughness of the psychical bond which, while Mrs. Wallace lived, bound the Golden Age to ours. Week by week for all those mid-Victorian years the spirit of "The Lost Chord," and the "Derby Day," and Mr. Montgomery's poems had been pouring into the room, impregnating and haunting it, and it expressed itself not only in the mahogany and the colza-oil lamps, in the worsted curtains and the flowered carpet, but even more potently in the whole psychic environment. Drop by drop, from crinoline and conversation, sweet as lavender and remote as the stars, that essence, unrecapturable except through the mediumship, so to speak, of our venerable hostess, had soaked the spiritual atmosphere. She alone held it there; when she was no longer able to do that, the ancient volatile fragrance must surely fade, and be perceptible no longer to our modern bustling senses. So when, two days later, I saw in the paper the announcement of Mrs. Wallace's death, I felt that the Golden Age of Victoria, as loved and understood by her, had passed away for ever from the earth. It seemed to have fallen with a remote hissing sound (as when you drop a match into the river), down, down into the dark well of years, and to have been promptly quenched. Never in my life have I been so hopelessly and outrageously wrong.
There was a sale of the contents of the house, and, in spite of the extravagant prices then paid for furniture, those faded flowered carpets, those heavy mahogany chairs, those colza-oil lamps, failed to arouse the cupidity of purchasers, and it was melancholy to reflect how, but a few weeks ago, these objects had been the splendour and embellishment of a venerated sanctuary. Now that shrine was empty, and they were tumbled out undesired and unhallowed to freeze on the pavements outside second-hand furniture shops till their final dispersion into callous homes. There were engravings, too, "The Monarch of the Glen," "Derby Day," "Queen Victoria Opening the Great Exhibition," which scarcely fetched the price of the gilding on their frames. Lot after lot was rapidly and contemptuously disposed of, and at the end of the day I found myself the possessor of a glass case of wax flowers and two pink vases, the hideousness of which was absolutely irresistible. With them in my hand I took one more look round the scene of the Thursday evenings, and for the moment I was alone there, as the auctioneer was finishing the disposal of the "boudoir" fittings. Just as I turned to leave I distinctly heard a voice at my elbow. It spoke very clearly, in a voice that I recognized at once.
"They may get rid of my things," it said, "but they don't get rid of me."
I was so startled that I dropped one of the pink vases, and, clutching my other possessions more tightly, I stole away on tiptoe.
Soon after came the sale of the house itself: the purchaser was Mr. Humphrey Lodge, the musical composer, whom the enlightened admire so greatly. His wife, as all the world knows, is the Cubist portrait-painter who sees the faces of her sitters as a series of planes separated from each other by coloured lines. In a few weeks the house was redecorated according to the most modern ideas, and resembled the setting of a Russian ballet gone mad, or, perhaps, a house so camouflaged that it ceased to be like a house at all. Electric light, of course, was introduced, and the lamp-shades were in the shape of large paper cauliflowers, bunches of carrots, and bundles of asparagus, painted by Mrs. Lodge. The walls of the studio were purple, with large green clouds sailing across them, out of which sprang flashes of magenta lightning, and dotted about among the clouds were some houses and steeples and a few faces. The room was extremely large, and there was plenty of space for Mrs. Lodge's easels in one half, and a big table for her husband in the other. Just now he was composing his twenty-third symphony for a small band: his siren-whistles, pieces of emery-paper rubbed together, watchmen's rattles, and penny whistles found places in the newer orchestra. Neither of them ever stopped smoking cigarettes, and neither was the least mad, but only modern.
One morning, as they worked together, she at a portrait of her husband, he at the slow movement of his Symphony, he scribbled the date across the page, and got up.
"That's finished," he said.
"Ah, you shall play it me in a moment, dear," said she. "Just sit still one minute more. I want to catch—yes, that's right."
She painted for a little while in silence, while he, reconsidering his last bars, put in a fortissimo semi-breve for the B flat rattle.
"And I've finished, too," she said, drawing a line of crimson across the plane of his nose. Then, putting back her head, she sniffed curiously at the thick air.
"It's odd," she said. "All the morning, while working, I thought I smelt that spiky thing that grows in gardens and among clothes."
"Lavender?" he asked.
"Yes, that's it. It must be my imagination if you can't smell it. Come and play me your slow movement."
He went across to the piano. This alone remained of Mrs. Wallace's furniture, for Humphrey Lodge had attended the sale, and, running his fingers over the antique keys, had discovered in them exactly that tinkly remote tone which he wanted for certain surprising orchestral effects, and had bought it on the spot. He spread the score on the music-rest, and picked up from the table half a dozen weird instruments.
"I can only give you the sketchiest idea of it," he said. "Yes, you take the two rattles and whirl them when I nod to you."
The crazy performance began. Humphrey was extremely agile with arpeggios for one hand, a few raps at the xylophone with the other, with hurried rubbings of the emery-paper and chromatic blasts on the siren which he held in his mouth. But, though Julia supplemented these activities with the rattles in E flat and B flat, he could but render a sketch, an adumbration of the score. With the musician's gift of internal audition, he could, as he followed his text, imagine the parts which want of fingers compelled him to omit, and the complete effect was as fully realized by him as if the omitted noises were all in full blast. Suddenly he stopped.
"There it is again," he said. "I've been hearing that at intervals all the morning."
"Hearing what?" asked Julia, checking the rattle.
"It's some kind of reedy sound which doesn't occur in my score at all," said he. "It's like an old lady singing in the next house, and it keeps interrupting me. Sometimes I catch a bar or two of a tune, some sort of hymn tune in G. This kind of thing:"
And with an exasperated finger he played a couple of lines of "The Lost Chord."
Julia listened; a dim recognition awoke in her fine eyes. "But that's a real tune," she said; "I've heard it before. Play it again, Humphrey; I shall remember what it is."
He repeated the ecclesiastical melody.
"I don't call it a tune," he said. "And, anyhow, there's nothing in my score that remotely resembles it. Why do I keep on hearing it?"
"I know what it is now," said Julia. "My mother used to sing it. It's called 'The Lost Chord,' 'Seated one day at the organ'—that's how the words began—and there's something about the crimson twilight and the sound of a great Amen."
She put out her hand, and touched the keys, attempting, rather unsuccessfully, to pick out the sound of the great Amen with one finger.
"I'm beginning to remember it," she said hopefully.
Humphrey jumped up with a start.
"But there it is again, correcting you," he cried. "Can't you hear it?"
For one second Julia Lodge certainly thought she heard a faint, flute-like voice crooning from somewhere behind her easel. Whether it was an illusion or not, the impression was only momentary; but once again, more vividly, she thought she smelt the odour of lavender.
"Yes, I thought I heard something," she said. "What is it?"
A little shudder of goose-flesh passed over her.
"It's all imagination," she said. "Let's get on with your lovely slow movement. Where are my rattles?"
From that morning a series of trivial but inexplicable incidents began to invade the domestic routine of the house; things trumpery in themselves, but inconvenient, like pebbles in shoes, and also arresting because no possible explanation could be found for them. Some of them suggested that a practical joker was exercising his despicable wit on the Lodges, for one morning there appeared on the hall table a package, addressed in a tall, slanting hand to Julia, which, when opened, proved to contain a wretched reproduction of "The Monarch of the Glen"; and on the same day, and in the same place, was found a similar package addressed to Humphrey, which contained a well-thumbed copy of one of Mr. Wetherby's songs. These packets had not passed through the post; but, even granting collusion with their servants, they could think of no one who would have thought it worth while to cut such childish capers. More inexplicable was the insertion in Humphrey's score of his new Overture of a passage for the tenor horn which proved to be the opening bars of an obsolete song called "Dresden China," by Mr. Molloy, whom he ascertained to have been an admired melodist of the nineteenth century. Of course, he indignantly erased it, and even while his knife was scratching at it, he thought he heard some noise, a mixture between a sob and a sniff, from the corner of the dusky studio. Again, one morning Julia found her cubist picture of her husband, which was still not yet dry, fallen face downwards on the floor, and much obliterated, because the wet paint had stuck to the carpet. This time there was no sob or sniff by way of comment, but a little noise, scarcely audible, which sounded to her much more like a cackle of laughter, followed up by an overwhelming whiff of lavender. Again, it was very odd that a copy of Adam Bede, a book of which neither of them had ever heard, well-worn, with passages heavily underlined, and pencilled in the margin with notes of approbation, should appear during lunch-time, on the lid of the piano. Curious noises were heard in the house—the tapping of shoes, the rustle of skirts, and once, when Julia and her husband were dining out, the servants in the kitchen, which lay below the studio, were amazed at the tinkle of the piano above their heads, and the parlour-maid came up with a tray of siphons and whisky, supposing that they had returned. She noticed a line of light under the studio door, clearly indicating that it was lit within. But on opening it she found herself staring into a darkness redolent with the smell of colza-oil. After a hysterical night she gave notice next morning, and Julia was obliged to sacrifice several days from her painting in order to find a new maid.
It was at this point that I had begun to form a certain intimacy with my new neighbours, and, meeting them one night at the theatre, they took me home for a half-hour of cigarettes and conversation. At present I knew nothing about these curious occurrences, but as we entered the studio I could not help observing that Humphrey cast a suspicious eye round the room, and Julia looked anxiously in the direction of her easel. They both seemed very distraits, and, as we sat down, a silence fell. Then suddenly Humphrey said:
"Let's tell him," and proceeded to enthral me with such details as I have already recorded. Instantly my own little experience in this room, which startled me into dropping one of my pink vases, flashed into my mind.
"I'm sure there's a ghost here," said Julia as he finished. "And I believe it's a woman, because it's much nicer to Humphrey than to me. There's lots you've left out, Humphrey. It's always leaving little nosegays of violets done up in mutton-cutlet frills on your dressing-room table. It—"
She gave a little gasp and pointed to the corner where her easel stood.
"Look!" she said, in a strange whisper.
I turned quickly, following her finger, and caught a glimpse of a green crinoline, of a low-cut bodice, of a lively but malicious little face with a chaplet of artificial rosebuds round its hair. The features were unmistakable, though fifty years of Thursday evenings had been peeled off them. There was no longer the slightest doubt in my mind that Mrs. Wallace, now a Poltergeist of infinite ingenuity, was at the bottom of all these strange happenings.
"That's Mrs. Wallace," I said firmly, and even as I spoke Julia's easel came rattling to the ground for the second time.
Julia rose.
"Well, it's very rude of her," she said. "She has no business here. Humphrey bought the house; it's his. Why do you suppose she comes and haunts it? Has she done some atrocious crime in this room?"
Humphrey gave a scornful laugh.
"Julia, how can you be so ridiculous?" he said. "It's true that decades of atrocious crimes went on in this room, though. They talked Art here, the Art of 1860. They sang 'The Lost Chord' here. The room wallows in crime. But ghosts! There aren't any!"
There came a sudden crack from his music table; he went rather hurriedly across to it, and took up one of his orchestral instruments.
"And now she's broken my siren," he observed, greatly annoyed.
Julia, like a good wife, did not call attention to the singular inconsistency of this, but picked up her easel, and grew red with passion.
"She's spoiled it again," she said. "But we won't give in; we'll fight the odious old woman for all we're worth. She's a spiritual blackmailer; she wants to frighten us into some sort of surrender. It's monstrous that the next world should interfere with ours in this scandalous fashion."
Humphrey threw the fragments of the siren into the fireplace.
"Oh, bosh!" he exclaimed. "Bosh!" he repeated, as if to encourage himself.
I left them determined to keep the materialistic flag flying. But the next week witnessed a swift development in the power of the haunting presence. It—we may say "she"—began to materialize in the most convincing manner, and it was clear that this earth-bound spirit was just as "arch" as she had been fifty years ago. She constantly appeared to Humphrey in simpering Victorian attitudes; she gave him little shy smiles, and seemed to be trying to propitiate him. Her attitude to Julia, on the other hand, had become far more aggressive: not content with casting her easel to the ground whenever she had made a peculiarly inspired cube on it, she visited her with the most atrocious nightmares, she broke her looking-glass, she cloyed her palate with lavender. When Julia came into her black bathroom with the purple ceiling and the pink floor, she would hear the whisk of skirts behind the cistern; if she went into her bedroom to dress for dinner she would find the simulacrum of a green crinoline and a wreath of roses laid out on her bed. It was perfectly clear that Mrs. Wallace wanted to annoy the woman and wheedle the man into something that suited her ghostly will. And a week afterwards, sitting alone one evening, I received a telephone message that Mrs. Lodge would like me "to step round," if I was disengaged, on a matter of some importance.
They were both sadly changed. Humphrey wore a wild and hunted eye, Julia was full of jerky apprehensive movements. I was given a short and dismal account of these new experiences.
"Can you suggest anything that she would particularly like?" asked Julia humbly. "You say you met her once. What did she particularly value in her life in this house?"
"I should say her Thursday evenings," I answered.
"Bunkum!" said Humphrey, without conviction. "Besides, how are we to give her her Thursday evenings? We can't arrange evenings for the dead."
Julia had gone to her bureau by the window, and she took up an engagement-book, which she examined by the light of one of the cauliflower lamp-shades.
"To-morrow is Thursday," she said. "We're dining out."
There was silence. Here, at the top of the square, which is a cul-de-sac, there was no sound of traffic, and the silence began to sing in my ears. It began to sing a tune. Humphrey must have heard it, too, for he gave a loud squeal and clutched his hair.
"There it is again," he said. "I shall go crazy if this continues! I sat up till three last night, reading Adam Bede. I didn't want to, but I had to. I shall sit up again to-night, I know. Thank God, there are only fifty pages left."
"But she'll make you begin another book," said Julia. "It may be The Wide, Wide World next time."
"What do you want to do, then?" he asked.
"Darling, just to leave the studio empty to-morrow night," she said. "To lock the door and leave it. Then, if that succeeds, we might do the same thing the next Thursday. It's worth trying."
It was only a few evenings ago that I dined with the Lodges. It was, in fact, on Thursday. We sat rather long round the table, and Julia, looking at the clock, got up hurriedly.
"We won't sit in the studio to-night," she said. "It is pleasant upstairs."
We went upstairs, and I demanded news. Humphrey interspersed Julia's narrative with unconvinced expressions such as "Pish!" or "Rot!" She told me in brief how every Thursday afternoon she put bunches of lavender in the studio, and left some suitable pictures and books about. She also took out of the room her easel, and the score on which Humphrey was engaged, for fear of annoying "them". Since they had made these arrangements they hadn't been "bothered." The clock struck ten, and, remembering that Mrs. Wallace's famous conversaziones always began at half-past nine, my curiosity rose.
"I have left my cigarettes in my coat pocket downstairs," I said. "I will go and fetch them."
Humphrey is not a fool; he did not say "There are plenty here." As for Julia, her eyes sparkled.
"Dare you?" she asked.
For some reason I kicked off my shoes when I got outside the drawing-room, and paddled noiselessly down to the floor below.
A short passage leads from the hall to the studio and dining-room; this was dark, but from below the studio door, at the end of it, there came a thin line of light. As I crept closer I heard the dim sound of many voices coming from it. Closer and closer I crept and my ear focused itself to the murmur.
"A fine book, in spite of its coarseness," I heard. "But one doesn't want to talk about it. Ah, Georgiana, here's Mr. Molloy asking if he may lead you to the instrument."
I heard the sound of the piano, less tinkly than when I heard it last, and then, unmistakably, the sound of a human voice. It was all thin and remote, as if borne from some great distance on the wind.
"And now," I said to myself, "I shall open the door and go in."
And then I did nothing of the kind. Poltroon and coward, I retraced my steps, looking fearfully behind me, in order to be sure that the studio door had not opened, and that from it some wraith of days long past was not spying on the impertinent future. I scurried upstairs, and with my shoes in my hand entered the drawing-room.
"Well?" said Humphrey and Julia, in one breath.
"There was a light under the studio door," I said. "There were voices, words, music."
"And you didn't go in?" asked Humphrey.
"Certainly not. If it comes to that, why don't you go in yourself? They are there."
He pondered a moment. "Bosh!" he said, with an effort.
Edward Frederic Benson (1867 -- 1940)


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Niners can't afford to take Gore for granted
Niners can't afford to take Gore for granted
By James Darnell
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There is no denying Frank Gore's talent. Even more so, there is no denying his ability, history of on-field production, and his value to the San Francisco 49ers' offense.
But what Frank Gore has been denied of, is something of which he is most deserving. A quality supporting cast that is capable of sharing the load offensively, that can aid Gore in carrying the 49ers to their first winning season and trip to the playoffs since the 2002-03 season.
Sure, his numbers speak for themselves, but they also speak for the 49ers team as a whole. In 2006 - Gore's first season as a starter - he rushed for a franchise-record 1,695 yards, while also leading the team in receptions with 61. But consistency and production elsewhere offensively was scarce, resulting in a 7-9 record to conclude the season.
In 2007, the 49ers were forced to hire their 5th offensive coordinator in as many years, after Norv Turner bolted for the San Diego Chargers following one season with San Francisco. The team went with Jim Hostler, who served as the 49ers' quarterbacks coach in 2005 and 2006. Under Hostler, the team - and Gore - struggled immensely. A drop in numbers for Gore mixed with a fatal plunge in overall offensive production due to injuries and less than poor offensive line play resulted in two fewer wins than the previous year.
Gore rushed for 1,102 yards with a career-low 4.2 yards per carry average in 2007, but led the team in receptions for the second consecutive year with just 53. It is more than a coincidence that when Gore struggles, the team doesn't have as good a chance to succeed. It is apparent that the 49ers will only go as far as Gore can take them, that is unless they can surround him with the help he needs to reach his full potential and for the team to finally climb from the depths of NFL mediocrity.
As soon as Mike Martz was hired, he quickly pointed to Gore as being the centerpiece of his plan of attack as offensive coordinator.
"The potential to build that offense around Frank Gore is pretty exciting," Martz said. "He's really a complete player, and that's hard to find in this league anymore. I think you can put him as the centerpiece and build around that."
That sentiment alone should give 49er fans hope, and give the team a sense of direction. But it also gives a realistic perspective that cannot be ignored.
Gore is a dynamic, explosive weapon on the gridiron, with the potential to be one of the best running backs in 49ers' history if he is given a fair shake. No single player can catapult a team to greatness, but Gore can easily be the key cog for a team in contention. But with the career expectancy numbers of NFL tailbacks, along with Gore's history of medical attention, it is a necessity that the 49ers get the most out of their fourth year pro while he is still one of the premier runners in the league, or even more immediate, while he is still content to don the Red and Gold.
This season will go a long way in determining Gore's potential legacy with the team. If Martz can fully tap into Gore's repertoire while getting the rest of the offense on track, the faithful fans of the 49ers will begin to see a payoff from years of inconsistency. There are plenty of other factors that will completely determine the 49ers' success in 2008, such as the play at quarterback and the continued development of the defense, but it all boils down to Gore.
If the former Miami Hurricane can put up similar numbers to his 2006 campaign, the light at the end of the tunnel will start to shine. If not, then everything could be lost.
*Martz quote is from SFI*, and James Darnell can be contacted at [email protected]
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By: Jerm
Date: Jun 2, 2008 at 8:53 PM
Comment: People underestimate Martz's playcalling because in DET he had to pass because they were down 75% of the time. When they were ahead it's because there running game didn't stink. Who did they have to run last year? No person who is against Martz can make a case for that. Martz will bring the RAIN and let the WR's open the game for Gore. Gore will be focused on. Either in the pass or in the run. Good Article.
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By: Arnie.....aka TBboy
Date: Jun 1, 2008 at 10:43 PM
Comment: This is a great article because it accurately shows where the team is at going into this season. Gore is the center piece and he needs help from his cast in order for the team to be successful.
By: ninerfan49
Comment: I am really excited to see how Gore performs with Foster backing him up. It should keep Gore well rested. Gore never really had a solid and strong runner behind him.
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What Pierre Hermé Will Do After He Wins The World's Best Pastry Chef Award
What's the one dish that pastry genius Pierre Hermé will make a pilgrimage for while he's in NYC? It's not pastry, and it's not fancy.
By Kate Krader
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First of all, Congratulations to Pierre Hermé who has just won The World's Best Pastry Chef!
On Monday morning, I met Hermé for breakfast in the Library Room at the Nomad Hotel. In a few hours, the dessert maestro would win the big pastry chef award at the 2016 World's 50 Best Restaurant Awards. He's the third chef to win the title, following in the very illustrious footsteps of Jordi Roca and Albert Adrià.
I have a tip on Hermé's upcoming award, so I say Congratulations! But what to say afterwards? It can't have been a surprise to him—he's in his own league in the genius pastry kitchen department. Hermé, who is the youngest person ever to win Pastry Chef of the Year in France, is known for his extraordinary and gorgeous desserts, which he sells from jewel box stores in Paris and Tokyo in haute cuisine-worthy packaging. His macarons are epic; he's known for his brilliant flavor combinations that change seasonally, like fashion (the classic Mogador, a mix of passionfruit and chocolate happens to be my favorite).
Because there are only so many variations on the Congratulations/Thank You theme, Hermé and I talk about what he's eaten since he arrived in NYC over the weekend. Is he going on a pizza tour? Hitting some of our awesome bakeries? Going to the fancy places? Well, he had a very good pie at Marta, but that's pretty much the extent of his pizza travels. He's having lunch at Le Bernardin; he wants to see his friend Eric. Then he mentions the surprise dish he makes a pilgrimage for--Lobster rolls, from Pearl Oyster Bar. (Jeffrey Steingarten took him there years ago; Hermé makes a point of going there whenever he's in New York.) "Toujours the lobster roll," says Hermé.
So how will he celebrate after his win that night? There are a lot of parties afterwards, he notes. What he's looking forward to is a meeting the next day with America's most magical pastry chef, Dominique Ansel. They've met briefly a few times; this will be their first real meeting. "I hope he saves me a cronut," says Hermé smiling.


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Modify `./frameworks/runtime-src/Classes/lua_module_register.h` to include the necessary headers and calls to register `Review` with Lua. Note this takes a parameter of __lua_State*__:
```cpp
#include "PluginReviewLua.hpp"
#include "PluginReviewLuaHelper.h"
```
```cpp
static int lua_module_register(lua_State* L)
{
  register_all_PluginReviewLua(L);
  register_PluginReviewLua_helper(L);
}
```

### Initialize Review
Modify your Lua code to `init()` the plugin. This can be done anyplace, however it must be done before trying to use the plugin's features.
```lua
sdkbox.PluginReview:init()
```

### Setting Review (optional)
You can set a custom string for the rate prompt, if you don't want to use the default string.

`Note:` if you set `tryPromptWhenInit` to __true__ which is in `sdkbox.config`, you must call the following functions before `init()`:
```lua
sdkbox.PluginReview:setCustomPromptTitle("custom title");
sdkbox.PluginReview:setCustomPromptMessage("custom message");
sdkbox.PluginReview:setCustomPromptCancelButtonTitle("custom cancel");
sdkbox.PluginReview:setCustomPromptRateButtonTitle("custom rate");
sdkbox.PluginReview:setCustomPromptRateLaterButtonTitle("custom rate later");
```

After initialization you can begin to use the Review functionality.
Use `show` try to display rate prompt:
```lua
sdkbox.PluginReview:show();
```

If you set `UserEventLimit` not 0 in `sdkbox.config`, you must call `userDidSignificantEvent` increase user event count: `userDidSignificantEvent` increase user event count
```lua
sdkbox.PluginReview:userDidSignificantEvent(true);
```

### Catch Review events (optional)
This allows you to catch the `Review` events so that you can perform operations based upon responses. A simple example might look like this:
```lua
local plugin = sdkbox.PluginReview
plugin:setListener(function(args)
    local event = args.event
    if "didDisplayAlert" == event then
        print("didDisplayAlert")
    elseif "didDeclineToRate" == event then
        print("didDeclineToRate")
    elseif "didToRate" == event then
        print("didToRate")
    elseif "didToRemindLater" == event then
        print("didToRemindLater")
    end
end)
plugin:init()
```


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	return copy_with_conversions(root);
}

} // namespace detail
} // namespace parlex


Tips For Taking Your Cat Camping. Go Cat Camping Right Meow!
Take Your Cat Camping Right Meow!
Anyone who owns a cat knows how hard traveling with cats can be. Can you imagine how hard it would be to camp with your cat? Need some pro tips for taking your cat camping?
The good news is we have everything you'll need to know about cat camping tips, so there's hope. Many people are jumping on the camping with cats bandwagon and bringing their fur babies out on their adventures.
If you search #campingwithcats on Instagram, you'll see the amazing lives of some really curious felines getting out there and exploring. It'll inspire you to make this your own reality.
So what are you waiting for? Read these tips for camping with your cat and then head out to the meowtains with your furry friend!
Camping with cats is becoming very popular, and trending on many social media platforms. Some companies have even made specialty cat tents for maximum feline comfort.
Making your cat into your newest camping companion will require a bit of preparation. Unlike dogs, you can't just strap a leash on your cat and jump in the car.
You'll have to be fully knowledgeable about safety, procedures, and health risks before you book your campsite. If you love your pet and consider it your child, like most of us do, you'll want to make sure you keep them safe.
Follow these tips to make sure that both you and your cat enjoy your trip, and many more for years to come.
Before you do anything, make sure your cat is right for camping. This is vital to the safety, enjoyment, and happiness of both you and your cat.
Some cats just don't have the personality or the desire to be out in the wilderness with you. Always make sure yours does before you plan your trip.
Consider the following questions when you determine if your cat should join you on your camping trip.
Is My Cat Good on a Harness and Leash?
This is extremely important because your cat is going to have to be on a lash and harness for a large portion of the time. In most parks, all pets are required to be on their leashes at all times.
Cats who do not like being leashed and always wiggle out of their collars will not be able to go camping. So will cats who do not enjoy being carried, picked up, or held.
If you don't know the answer to this question, you should start leash training your cat now.
Has My Cat Been Outside Before?
If your cat is not an outdoor cat, it shouldn't be camping until it has become used to being outside.
Cats who have a tendency to wander off or can't stay in one spot won't make good adventure cats. They run the risk of wandering off and either getting lost, going missing, or getting mixed up with some trouble.
If you've gone through all the questions and you still aren't sure if your cat will be right for your camping trip, this personality test will help you figure it out.
If you're going backpacking in the mountains for a few weeks, forget about taking your cat with you. Just because you've seen Homeward Bound doesn't mean your cat will be able to handle such a long, intense journey.
Stick to smaller trips in national parks or private campground type areas. These areas will allow you to keep a more watchful eye on your cat so they don't run off or wander.
Your cat also won't become overwhelmed or exhausted when you stick to shorter trips. It can be a lot of stress and energy for a cat to do a lot of rigorous things at a time.
Check your destination. Some campgrounds or parks allow pets, but some don't. Some parks only allow pets in certain areas, and most won't allow them in the backcountry.
You'll also need to keep your cat on a leash at your campsite in most places, as these laws apply to all pets- not just cats.
Under no circumstances should you ever take your cat camping during extreme weather conditions or temperatures. Animals do not have the same composition or tolerance for heat as humans do, and this can have serious health consequences for your furry companion.
If it's going to be sunny, certain cats require sun protection. This mostly refers to cats with light, fine fur or no fur at all.
Certain areas of their body, particularly the areas with the least fur such as the nose or the mouth, are vulnerable to sun damage. But don't be sharing your sunscreen with your pet. Many of the chemicals in human sunscreen are toxic to cats, so you'll have to talk to your vet about sun care options that are safe for them.
Vetbasix is one brand of pet-friendly sunscreen that might work for your cat. Ask your vet about it before you leave.
Don't hike or have your pets out in the sun during peak hours, especially between 11:00am and 3:00pm. Try to pick shady spots where your cat can cool down and be comfortable.
Keep in mind that you can't exactly pack light when you're traveling with a cat.
You'll have to bring all of the food that your cat eats regularly at home. This will avoid stomach and digestion problems that could seriously put a damper on the trip, not to mention making your cat very uncomfortable.
Make sure you pack enough food for every day that you'll be out. Don't forget to bring along some treats to reward your cat as you go. More importantly, don't forget to put your cat's food away at night with your own so critters or bears can't get to it.
You also need to bring plenty of water. They need purified, clean drinking water as much as you do. So if you won't drink from the river, don't make them either. Pack some extra water purifying tablets or a purification device if you don't want to carry too much water.
Safety is also important. Make sure you have a first aid kit handy in case of an accident for both you or your fur child.
It's also a good idea to have lights on your cat's harness, collar or leash. While cats have no issue seeing in the dark, humans are another story. Make sure you can see your cat at all times to keep them safe and protected.
Some cats are pretty picky about where they use the washroom, so you might also have to bring a small litter box with you that will fit in your tent. If it's a long car ride to get to your campsite, keep one in the vehicle as well.
It helps to pack a toy or two, or a blanket, that you know your cat loves. This will help them be more comfortable in a new and different setting.
Remember, you can't force your cat to become an adventure cat if they really don't want to. And they'll let you know if they don't want to.
It's also much easier to train a kitten to be a good campurr than it is to train an adult cat who has already become accustomed to a certain lifestyle. Cats are very prone to their routine and generally don't enjoy it when changes are made.
To help get your cat used to being outside, start taking them on regular outings leading up to your camping trip. This will get them accustomed to all of the sights, sounds, and smells that the outdoors has for them to experience.
Follow all of the rules that would apply to camping with a dog. Clean up after your cat if they use the washroom outside and don't leave trash behind.
Most importantly, always make sure your cat is up to date on their flea, tick, and heartworm vaccinations. They should also be microchipped and wearing identification on their collar.
One last tip: NEVER leave your cat alone! Always keep your eye on them and keep them safe, just like you would your own child.
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Q: Ajax call from LocalHost to same domain MVC Controller during using KendoDataSource I am trying to access data from an MVC controller that is on an IIS Server located within my domain. I'm getting this error
"No 'Access-Control-Allow-Origin' header is present on the requested resource.
 Origin 'http://localhost:22205' is therefore not allowed access. "

Here is my ajax call:
binDropDownDataSource: new kendo.data.DataSource({
  autobind: false,
  serverFiltering: true,
  dataType: "json",
  crossDomain: true,
  transport: {
    read: {
      cache: false,
      //url: "/LogisticsWebApp/Requisitions/GetBins", This works if unremarked
      url: "https://www.MyDomain.com/LogisticsWebApp/requisitions/getsites",
      xhrFields: {
        withCredentials: true
      },
      data: function () {
        {
          siteCode: viewModel.site.SiteCode,
          shopCode: viewModel.binShopBlock.ShopCode
        };
      }
    }
  }
})

Here is my controller:
public JsonResult GetBins(string siteCode, string shopCode)
{
    var lookups = new Lookups();
    var data = lookups.GetBins(siteCode,shopCode);
    return Json(data, JsonRequestBehavior.AllowGet);
}

I want to be able to use an application as my data layer but need to be able to develop against it.

A: If you need it your for this particular method, you might change your GetBins action to:
public JsonResult GetBins(string siteCode, string shopCode)
{
    HttpContext.Response.AddHeader("Access-Control-Allow-Origin", "*");
    var lookups = new Lookups();
    var data = lookups.GetBins(siteCode,shopCode);
    return Json(data, JsonRequestBehavior.AllowGet);
}

Edit
If you need to do that from a method that is not in the controller you must use:
HttpContext.Current.Response.AddHeader("Access-Control-Allow-Origin", "*");

A: Add header ("Access-Control-Allow-Origin","*") as well as header ("Access-Control-Allow-Headers", "X-Requested-With")
System.Web.HttpContext.Current.Response.AddHeader("Access-Control-Allow-Origin", "*");
System.Web.HttpContext.Current.Response.AddHeader("Access-Control-Allow-Headers", "X-Requested-With");

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There are various considerations to be made concerning the highly rewarding and satisfying career of physical therapy. These considerations should be made before even beginning your career journey. On the road to obtaining a job as a physical therapist you will most likely deal with some challenging obstacles. The difficulty can be what helps keep the journey exciting and enjoyable. This article will deliver info on the essential steps to become a physical therapist in neurology.
People who have lost essential functions of their body may consider a physical therapist to assist them to recoup the lost systems. This could be as a result of trauma or disability. Challenges are common for this field because of the delicate nature of the job. Be sure you take this into consideration.
Some therapists within this industry manage people enduring intense medical conditions demanding challenging therapy, such as victims of head and spine injuries or people with Parkinson's disease. To work with these individuals, it is vital to possess the ability to work with the numerous elements of the complicated therapy on a long term basis.
The encouraged level of schooling to become a physical therapist is a post graduate degree in the medical field. Having said that, a bachelor's degree may suffice in some cases. Because of the nature and complexity of the job, a substantial academic foundation will be necessary to your success. It is more important when you are entering the field of neurology.
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Field experience can't be emphasized enough as an essential factor to obtaining a career in the physical therapy field. Although you will have to complete your post graduate residency, you might choose to consider volunteer work at rehab centers during your undergraduate study. If the rehab office concentrates on neurological treatments, you can achieve even higher expertise for use later on in your profession. The hours of voluntary work can contribute to the graduate residency.
Identifying someone experienced as a physical therapist is going to be very good for your success in graduate school. Coaches may be useful as they will offer knowledge relating to the industry and offer advice on numerous elements of the physical therapy position.
One of the final actions to become a physical therapist is to obtain state certification. Each state will provide an unique physical therapy certification exam you will be expected to take before you have the opportunity to practice. The exams are administered by an association of physical therapists. One state license is in fact not even adequate. You are going to be expected to become licensed in at least two states before you can practice. Don't be discouraged by the challenge. The satisfaction of a gratifying profession is well worth it.


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