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-% 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