Industrials is the frattiest banking group at Anderson, and that's saying something. This is probably their only free hour all week, and they're going to want to have a good time with their friends.

One Scripture rule, at least, was unforgot; / He hid the outcast, and bewrayed him not; […]

One saint's day in mid-term a certain newly appointed suffragan-bishop came to the school chapel, and there preached on “The Inner Life.”

The real turbinaceous flavour no sooner reached the nose of the Captain, than the beverage was turned down his throat with symptoms of most unequivocal applause.