The networked world is typically envisioned as a globe-spanning English Sprachraum.

Few of them care an oat for the niceties of the arrow sport, but for the young lords that may be on a hunt!

One of the international symbols of revolt was a hairstyle, long (for the time), greasy, curly and sideboarded.

[…] I discovered this particular one to be merely a shallow recess in the limestone, nowhere reëntrant to a distance of over forty feet, of the general proportions of a tin oven, and transacting an immense business of mystery (or what they call, as far west as this, Shenandigan and Scullduggery) with those who gape at it from below, on the capital of a dark, overgrown portal, as big as the cave itself.