Happisburgh's humans discarded their stone tools close to one of several anastomosing, slow-flowing low-energy rivers, all of which meandered across a floodplain into a large estuary.
It was war, terrible as an army with banners, and it had the nostalgia of finality; it was the last war, unique, unnumeraled.
In 1815 , it was indemnificated by the former territory of the bishop of Basle ( see above ) .
[F]rom the unboundless depths of the earth, is heard a roaring and shrieking, as though all the thunders of the universe were combined in that one spot, and the ground vibrates for miles around, as if shaken by an earthquake.
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