poverties, wincings, and sulky retreats

The ivy, clinging round that side of the old church, shone with its broad green leaves, which caught a double radiance from the moon and from the small diamond panes of the Gothic windows which the long drooping branches enwreathed.

When we showed him the pictures of the murder scene, he cracked.

In the interest of self-preservation invoke spirit of Paul Revere to awaken Americans in these mournful times against soft-headed thinking and pink-tea diplomacy. Let us look to our own ramparts and man them like Americans.