单选题 I was cleaning out an old box when an old card
caught my eye: Queen City Casket Company. "What is it?" I wondered. I {{U}}
{{U}} 1 {{/U}} {{/U}}it over. Them, in faded ink, was a
hand-scrawled (手写的) {{U}} {{U}} 2 {{/U}} {{/U}}. Immediately my
mind travelled {{U}} {{U}} 3 {{/U}} {{/U}}many years.
I was nine years old, walking down the cold, wet streets of Springfield,
with a bag of magazines on my shoulder. On my {{U}} {{U}} 4
{{/U}} {{/U}}that day, I came to that Company finally, whose owner, Mr. Rader,
had always taken me there to ask his workers {{U}} {{U}} 5
{{/U}} {{/U}}they wanted any magazines. Shaking off the
{{U}} {{U}} 6 {{/U}} {{/U}}like a wet dog, I entered Mr. Rader's
office. After a quick glance he {{U}} {{U}} 7 {{/U}} {{/U}}me
over to the fire-place. Noticing the {{U}} {{U}} 8 {{/U}}
{{/U}}in the top of my {{U}} {{U}} 9 {{/U}} {{/U}}, he said, "Come
with me!", pulling me into his pickup {{U}} {{U}} 10 {{/U}}
{{/U}}. We pulled to a stop before a shoe store. Inside, a salesman {{U}}
{{U}} 11 {{/U}} {{/U}}me with the finest pair of Oxfords I had
{{U}} {{U}} 12 {{/U}} {{/U}}seen. I {{U}} {{U}} 13
{{/U}} {{/U}}about 10 feet tall when I got up {{U}} {{U}} 14
{{/U}} {{/U}}them. "We'd like a pair of new socks too," Mr. Rader
said. Back in his office, Mr. Rader took out a {{U}}
{{U}} 15 {{/U}} {{/U}}, wrote something on it, and handed it to me.
With {{U}} {{U}} 16 {{/U}} {{/U}}eyes, I read, "Do to others as
you would have them do to you." He said affectionately (深情地), "Jimmy, I want you
to {{U}} {{U}} 17 {{/U}} {{/U}}I love you." I
said good-bye, and for the first time I {{U}} {{U}} 18 {{/U}}
{{/U}}a flicker of hope that somehow things would be {{U}} {{U}} 19
{{/U}} {{/U}}. With people like Mr. Rader in the world, there was hope,
kindness and love, and that would always make a {{U}} {{U}} 20
{{/U}} {{/U}}.