In a few weeks ‘our baby’ was a regular roly-poly, fat and frolicsome. Has she forgotten all the neglect? God grant it.

What, then, must they think of the law which requires that a like foul virus shall be perforce injected into their own veins, to befoul the whole current of their blood and to introduce all manner of diseases? “But care is taken to have the lymph fresh and pure from the heifer,” say the vaccinationists.

One could easily do this with stereo photographs, but one could also do it by making a pseudoscope, with a short cardboard tube and mirrors, […]

… a timely ſeparation from the Flock by that interdictive Sentence, leſt his Converſation unprohibited, or unbranded, might breath a peſtilential murrein into the other Sheepe.