Two redmen were close upon our trail. Ralph was about to shoot the foremost, but I seized his arm and bade him desist. At that critical moment one of the Indians rushed past the spot where we had concealed ourselves, […]

I’ll raise a kennel of hounds, shall hunt him so, As all his footmanship shall scarce prevail To keep his carcase from their bloody fangs.

I raced him to the car, but he was there first, so he got to ride shotgun.

'Men like it tight. Didn't you ask the surgeon for the extra stitch like I told you?' 'No.' Granny looked shocked. 'You didn't you ask for the husband's stitch?' 'No,' Mother said. 'The very thought of asking for something like that. it makes me feel sick.'