As fast they pressed with laboring breath, Clinched teeth and knitted frown, The sharp, arrestive cry rang out,— “The color-bearer’s down!”

You know what is meant by, “Hello, beauti—” It would not be “beautisome” or “beautiwhole” or “beautiable.” It has to be “beautiful.” That is the one ending we are used to. It is part of our language, part of our culture.

The pike axe, a single blade axe with a point on the back side of the head, was designed for forcible entry.

At the basement door, which as in all these houses led out into the areaway below the front stoop, Krupong said, “Is there a toilet down here?”