Notwithstanding these powerful refreshings of divine grace, the ways of Zion continued to mourn generally, throughout the New-England churches; iniquity abounded, and the hearts of many waxed cold […]

Could it be, after all, that the whole story was true, and the writing on the sherd was not a forgery, or the invention of some crack-brained, long-forgotten individual? And if so, could it be that Leo was the man that She was waiting for - the dead man who was to be born again! Impossible! The whole thing was gibberish! Who ever heard of a man being born again?

Sometimes you go through Bali Narrows if you're full-powered... Elseways, if you aren't full-powered, why it stands to reason you go round by the Ombay Passage, keeping careful to the north side.

[I]n such way [the formation of political clubs], most infallibly of all, does Social Unrest exhibit itself; find solacement, and also nutriment.