I own a small parcel of land between the refinery and the fish cannery.

[…] Tanacharisson […] complained very much of the behavior of Colonel Washington to him […] saying that he took upon him to command the Indians as his slaves, and would have them every day upon the outscout and attack the enemy by themselves, and that he would by no means take advice from the Indians […]

[…] they made the journey in a cart, wearing workaday clothes, three of them: Roman, the bailiff, and a countinghouse clerk.

The boss caught him snoozing at his desk.