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author | Karl Berry <karl@freefriends.org> | 2006-01-11 23:03:17 +0000 |
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committer | Karl Berry <karl@freefriends.org> | 2006-01-11 23:03:17 +0000 |
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diff --git a/Master/texmf-dist/source/eplain/base/test/column.tex b/Master/texmf-dist/source/eplain/base/test/column.tex new file mode 100644 index 00000000000..be1d521fe08 --- /dev/null +++ b/Master/texmf-dist/source/eplain/base/test/column.tex @@ -0,0 +1,228 @@ +% This file is public domain. +% +% Test double columns with headlines, single-column material, and a +% \topinsert. +\ifx\undefined\eplain \input eplain \fi +%\catcode`@=11 +%\input gcol +%\catcode`@=12 + +\gutter = 1pc +\hyphenation{pour-ed} + +\headline = {This is the headline \hfil} + +{\center + A test file for eplain + Karl\footnote\dag{Credit in a footnote. Longer than one column. % + Longer longer longer.} +} + +\topinsert +This should appear at the top of the page, since it's a topinsert. It's +also longer than one column. +\endinsert + +Here is a six-and-a-half-inch long rule. + +\hrule width 6.5in + +\doublecolumns + +Here the main document starts. It should be in double columns until +further notice. It's all one paragraph. I am going to use Wuthering +Heights, as usual. With that concluding word, the whole assembly, +exalting their pilgrim's staves, rushed round me in a body; and I, +having no weapon to raise in self-defence, commenced grappling with +Joseph, my nearest and most ferocious assailant, for his. In the +confluence of the multitude several clubs crossed; blows aimed at me +fell on other sconces. Presently the whole chapel resounded with +rappings and counter-rappings. Every man's hand was against his +neighbour; and Branderham, unwilling to remain idle, pour\-ed forth his +zeal in a shower of loud taps on the boards of the pulpit, which +responded so smartly that at last, to my unspeakable relief, they woke +me. And what was it that had suggested the tremendous tumult? What had +played Jabes's part in the row? Merely the branch of a fir-tree that +touched my lattice, as the blast wailed by, and rattled its dry cones +against the panes! I listened doubtingly an instant, detected the +disturber, then turned and dozed, and dreamt again---if possible, still +more disagreeably than before. This time I remembered I was lying in +the oak closet, and I heard distinctly the gusty wind and the driving of +the snow. I heard also the fir-bough repeat its teasing sound, and +ascribed it to the right cause. But it annoyed me so much that I +resolved to silence it, if possible; and I thought I rose and +endeavoured to unhasp the casement. The hook was soldered into the +staple---a circumstance observed by me when awake, but forgotten. ``I +must stop it, nevertheless!'' I muttered, knocking my knuckles through +the glass, and stretching an arm out to seize the importunate branch; +instead of which, my fingers closed on the fingers of a little, icecold +hand! + +The intense horror of nightmare came over me. I tried to draw +back my arm, but the hand clung to it, and a most melancholy voice +sobbed, ``Let me in---let me in!'' ``Who are you?'' I asked, struggling, +meanwhile, to disengage myself. ``Catherine Linton,'' it replied +shiveringly. (Why did I think of Linton? I had read Earnshaw twenty +times for Linton.) ``I'm come home. I'd lost my way on the moor.'' As +it spoke, I discerned, obscurely, a child's face looking through the +window. Terror made me cruel; and finding it useless to attempt shaking +the creature off, I pulled its wrist on to the broken pane, and rubbed +it to and fro till the blood ran down and soaked the bedclothes. Still +it wailed, ``Let me in!'' and maintained its tenacious gripe, almost +maddening me with fear. ``How can I?'' I said at length. ``Let me go, +if you want me to let you in!'' + +With that concluding word, the whole assembly, +exalting their pilgrim's staves, rushed round me in a body; and I, +having no weapon to raise in self-defence, commenced grappling with +Joseph, my nearest and most ferocious assailant, for his. In the +confluence of the multitude several clubs crossed; blows aimed at me +fell on other sconces. Presently the whole chapel resounded with +rappings and counter-rappings. Every man's hand was against his +neighbour; and Branderham, unwilling to remain idle, pour\-ed forth his +zeal in a shower of loud taps on the boards of the pulpit, which +responded so smartly that at last, to my unspeakable relief, they woke +me. And what was it that had suggested the tremendous tumult? What had +played Jabes's part in the row? Merely the branch of a fir-tree that +touched my lattice, as the blast wailed by, and rattled its dry cones +against the panes! I listened doubtingly an instant, detected the +disturber, then turned and dozed, and dreamt again---if possible, still +more disagreeably than before. This time I remembered I was lying in +the oak closet, and I heard distinctly the gusty wind and the driving of +the snow. I heard also the fir-bough repeat its teasing sound, and +ascribed it to the right cause. But it annoyed me so much that I +resolved to silence it, if possible; and I thought I rose and +endeavoured to unhasp the casement. The hook was soldered into the +staple---a circumstance observed by me when awake, but forgotten. ``I +must stop it, nevertheless!'' I muttered, knocking my knuckles through +the glass, and stretching an arm out to seize the importunate branch; +instead of which, my fingers closed on the fingers of a little, icecold +hand! + +The intense horror of nightmare came over me. I tried to draw +back my arm, but the hand clung to it, and a most melancholy voice +sobbed, ``Let me in---let me in!'' ``Who are you?'' I asked, struggling, +meanwhile, to disengage myself. ``Catherine Linton,'' it replied +shiveringly. (Why did I think of Linton? I had read Earnshaw twenty +times for Linton.) ``I'm come home. I'd lost my way on the moor.'' As +it spoke, I discerned, obscurely, a child's face looking through the +window. Terror made me cruel; and finding it useless to attempt shaking +the creature off, I pulled its wrist on to the broken pane, and rubbed +it to and fro till the blood ran down and soaked the bedclothes. Still +it wailed, ``Let me in!'' and maintained its tenacious gripe, almost +maddening me with fear. ``How can I?'' I said at length. ``Let me go, +if you want me to let you in!'' + +With that concluding word, the whole assembly, +exalting their pilgrim's staves, rushed round me in a body; and I, +having no weapon to raise in self-defence, commenced grappling with +Joseph, my nearest and most ferocious assailant, for his. In the +confluence of the multitude several clubs crossed; blows aimed at me +fell on other sconces. Presently the whole chapel resounded with +rappings and counter-rappings. Every man's hand was against his +neighbour; and Branderham, unwilling to remain idle, re forth his +zeal in a shower of loud taps on the boards of the pulpit, which +responded so smartly that at last, to my unspeakable relief, they woke +me. And what was it that had suggested the tremendous tumult? What had +played Jabes's part in the row? Merely the branch of a fir-tree that +touched my lattice, as the blast wailed by, and rattled its dry cones +against the panes! I listened doubtingly an instant, detected the +disturber, then turned and dozed, and dreamt again---if possible, still +more disagreeably than before. This time I remembered I was lying in +the oak closet, and I heard distinctly the gusty wind and the driving of +the snow. I heard also the fir-bough repeat its teasing sound, and +ascribed it to the right cause. But it annoyed me so much that I +resolved to silence it, if possible; and I thought I rose and +endeavoured to unhasp the casement. The hook was soldered into the +staple---a circumstance observed by me when awake, but forgotten. ``I +must stop it, nevertheless!'' I muttered, knocking my knuckles through +the glass, and stretching an arm out to seize the importunate branch; +instead of which, my fingers closed on the fingers of a little, icecold +hand! + +The intense horror of nightmare came over me. I tried to draw +back my arm, but the hand clung to it, and a most melancholy voice +sobbed, ``Let me in---let me in!'' ``Who are you?'' I asked, struggling, +meanwhile, to disengage myself. ``Catherine Linton,'' it replied +shiveringly. (Why did I think of Linton? I had read Earnshaw twenty +times for Linton.) ``I'm come home. I'd lost my way on the moor.'' As +it spoke, I discerned, obscurely, a child's face looking through the +window. Terror made me cruel; and finding it useless to attempt shaking +the creature off, I pulled its wrist on to the broken pane, and rubbed +it to and fro till the blood ran down and soaked the bedclothes. Still +it wailed, ``Let me in!'' and maintained its tenacious gripe, almost +maddening me with fear. ``How can I?'' I said at length. ``Let me go, +if you want me to let you in!'' + +With that concluding word, the whole assembly, +exalting their pilgrim's staves, rushed round me in a body; and I, +having no weapon to raise in self-defence, commenced grappling with +Joseph, my nearest and most ferocious assailant, for his. In the +confluence of the multitude several clubs crossed; blows aimed at me +fell on other sconces. Presently the whole chapel resounded with +rappings and counter-rappings. Every man's hand was against his +neighbour; and Branderham, unwilling to remain idle, re forth his +zeal in a shower of loud taps on the boards of the pulpit, which +responded so smartly that at last, to my unspeakable relief, they woke +me. And what was it that had suggested the tremendous tumult? What had +played Jabes's part in the row? Merely the branch of a fir-tree that +touched my lattice, as the blast wailed by, and rattled its dry cones +against the panes! I listened doubtingly an instant, detected the +disturber, then turned and dozed, and dreamt again---if possible, still +more disagreeably than before. This time I remembered I was lying in +the oak closet, and I heard distinctly the gusty wind and the driving of +the snow. I heard also the fir-bough repeat its teasing sound, and +ascribed it to the right cause. But it annoyed me so much that I +resolved to silence it, if possible; and I thought I rose and +endeavoured to unhasp the casement. The hook was soldered into the +staple---a circumstance observed by me when awake, but forgotten. ``I +must stop it, nevertheless!'' I muttered, knocking my knuckles through +the glass, and stretching an arm out to seize the importunate branch; +instead of which, my fingers closed on the fingers of a little, icecold +hand! + +The intense horror of nightmare came over me. I tried to draw +back my arm, but the hand clung to it, and a most melancholy voice +sobbed, ``Let me in---let me in!'' ``Who are you?'' I asked, struggling, +meanwhile, to disengage myself. ``Catherine Linton,'' it replied +shiveringly. (Why did I think of Linton? I had read Earnshaw twenty +times for Linton.) ``I'm come home. I'd lost my way on the moor.'' As +it spoke, I discerned, obscurely, a child's face looking through the +window. Terror made me cruel; and finding it useless to attempt shaking +the creature off, I pulled its wrist on to the broken pane, and rubbed +it to and fro till the blood ran down and soaked the bedclothes. Still +it wailed, ``Let me in!'' and maintained its tenacious gripe, almost +maddening me with fear. ``How can I?'' I said at length. ``Let me go, +if you want me to let you in!'' + +\singlecolumn +Now we should be typesetting in a single column, i.e., normally. The +fingers relaxed; I snatched mine through the hole, hurriedly piled the +books up in a pyramid against it, and stopped my ears to exclude the +lamentable prayer. I seemed to keep them closed above a quarter of an +hour; yet the instant I listened again, there was the doleful cry +moaning on! ``Begone!'' I shouted; ``I'll never let you in---not if you +beg for twenty years.'' ``It is twenty years,'' mourned the +voice---``twenty years. I've been a waif for twenty years!'' Thereat +began a feeble scratching outside, and the pile of books moved as if +thrust forward. I tried to jump up, but could not stir a limb, and so +yelled aloud in a frenzy of fright. To my confusion, I discovered the +yell was not ideal. Hasty footsteps approached my chamber door; somebody +pushed it open with a vigorous hand, and a light glimmered through the +squares at the top of the bed. I sat shuddering yet, and wiping the +perspiration from my forehead. The intruder appeared to hesitate, and +muttered to himself. At last he said in a half-whisper, plainly not +expecting an answer, ``Is any one here?'' I considered it best to +confess my presence, for I knew Heathcliff's accents, and feared he +might search further if I kept quiet. With this intention I turned and +opened the panels. I shall not soon forget the effect my action +produced. Heathcliff stood near the entrance, in his shirt and +trousers, with a candle dripping over his fingers, and his face as white +as the wall behind him. The first creak of the oak startled him like an +electric shock. The light leaped from his hold to a distance of some +feet, and his agitation was so extreme that he could hardly pick it up. +``It is only your guest, sir,'' I called out, desirous to spare him the +humiliation of exposing his cowardice further. ``I had the misfortune +to scream in my sleep, owing to a frightful nightmare. I'm sorry I +disturbed you.'' +\end |