Then we had to wring our blueys which were rotting in the swags, /And we saw the sugar leaking through the bottoms of the bags […]

The most fetid and poisonous smells everywhere prevailed; and by the aid of that ghastly light which, even at midnight, never fails to emanate from a vapory and pestilential atmosphere, might be discerned lying in the by-paths and alleys, or rotting in the windowless habitations, the carcass of many a nocturnal plunderer arrested by the hand of the plague in the very perpetration of his robbery.

Since the falling out with his neighbor, they have kept their distance.

My friend didn't know what had hit him when I poured a bucket of water over his head.