The corner grocer delivered the week′s order in brown paper bags and the bread man made deliveries every morning in his horse-drawn van. He′d give the kids buns and let you ride for a couple of stops. The iceman delivered fresh fish, rabbits and, of course, ice for the ice chest, which many people still owned rather than a fridge. I was a happy little Vegemite.

As one Jamaat-e-Islami member observed, the state may not have declared it as against Islam, but 'Pakistan's leaders and army [began] acting unIslamically so some people who go to wage jihad against America will realize they must fight Pakistan too because Pakistan is helping America'.

… they entered a dismal-looking parlour, whose brick-red walls and ditto curtains were scantily lighted by a single lamp, though it was of the last new patent—[…]

He recollected a gentleman in Admont who had a dog that gave birth to five young, three of which were cretinic, the other two feeble.