He lied and gambled and he run wid de women and filled his heart wid proudfulness.

Miss Lucy tetch you on de shoulder, continued the old man, never heeding, "wid a s'ord, and say: 'I mek you a knight, Suh Robert--rise up, pure and fearless and widout reproach.'

One January day, thirty years ago, the little town of Hanover, anchored on a windy Nebraska tableland, was trying not to be blown away.

1582, R[ichard] H[akluyt], compiler, Divers Voyages Touching the Discouerie of America, and the Ilands adiacent vnto the Same,[…], imprinted at London: [By Thomas Dawson] for Thomas VVoodcocke,[…], OCLC 1121309079: