I have seen the wicked in great power, and spreading himself like a green bay tree.

Everyone's down with the flu, and I'm in the office all by myself.

Since I have your good leave to go away, I will make haste: but, till I come again, No bed shall e'er be guilty of my stay, Nor rest be interposer 'twixt us twain.

As time passed the Great Spirit grew fonder and fonder of his good-natured friend, and was grieved to see him suffer for the lack of a full dinner pot and stomach, so the Great Spirit put on his thinking-cap and learned a way to help Mr. Turtle. The old fellow needs a wife! said the Great Spirit taking off his thinking-cap.