He searched there a day and half a night, pulling all the soiled, creasy old papers out of the drawers and pigeon-holes before he would answer his wife's inquiries as to what he had lost.

The car's dull finish showed years of neglect.

Originally a secret society, B'nai B'rith came into the open in 1920 with publication of its ritual.

A timekeep gave us our cards and our badges and told us where to punch in and then let out a yell for Johnson, our straw boss.