[…] his own tone and rhetoric might have been part of the reason for the outbreak of knuckleheadery and half-cockedness in the first place.
As far as I was concerned the choice was Alice Springs, the center of the great Outback or a box car. There was no contest. I was ready to waltz Matilda.
I saw him accidentally once or twice about 10 Days before he died, and observed he began very much to Droop and Languish […]
Sir Austin Feverel, a thorough good Tory, was no game-preserver, and could be popular whenever he chose, which Sir Males Papworth, on the other side of the river,a fast-handed Whig and terror to poachers, never could be.
