He was a championer of lost causes.

Ranching is his way of life.

Shoes and socks, soaked and frozen in the mud and icy slosh, did little to protect their feet.

In this by-place of nature, there abode, in a remote period of American history, that is to say, some thirty years since, a worthy wight of the name of Ichabod Crane; who sojourned, or, as he expressed it, tarried, in Sleepy Hollow[…].