Purſue your trade of ſcandal-picking, Your hints, that Stella is no chicken: Your innuendos, when you tell us, That Stella loves to talk with fellows; […]

When Heke and Kawiti were making an attack on the Europeans in the Bay of Islands, the native parties, in taking up their positions before daybreak, communicated their movements to one another by imitating the cry of the morepork, which the sentries were accustomed to hear, and of which they therefore took no notice.

Mr. Case carried a storm-lantern in his hand. From it issued a yellow beam, of extraordinary debility.

Far from being gaumy with pitch, they looked rather remarkably smooth and well manicured.