In our age we have no patterne of motherly affection more exemplare, than yours.

“You get the Red Room, Kipper.” “Right-ho.” “I had it last year. ’Tis not as deep as a well nor as wide as a church door, but ’tis enough, ’twill serve,” I said, recalling a gag of Jeeves’s.

To illustrate more fully, if an author managed over a certain number of his pages to produce a feeling of sultriness, or oppression, in the reader, this would unconsciously awaken in the reader the desire for a cold, fresh northwind — and thus some aspect of a northwind would be effective if called forth by some aspect of sultriness.

They are put to in turning of Corne-Mills, Paper-Mills, Gins, Powder-Mills, Rice-Mills,... and such other Machines.