If you are on the board of governors of a school and have contracted to supply an orator for the great day of the year, you can be forgiven for feeling a trifle jumpy when you learn that the silver-tongued one has gadded off to the metropolis, leaving no word as to when he will be returning, if ever.

Both twaine of them doe straine themselues and lay on footemanship, Who may best runne with all his force the tother to outstrip,

At Wisconsin, Galpin also wrote a forebook to what was to be an eight-book series on rural life …

I normally have brunch at the café next to work.