His study began when he noticed that spotted salamanders thrived in some vernal pools while in others, just 100 metres away, their numbers were limited.
You know what picture reminds me of? The Roseanne Show, the
Haloween episode, where her Dan's head was sticking out of the table
on a platter vegetables! :-)
Judi
Ha!
I saw this too! What a LOLer!!
To go at all largely into this conſideration would much exceed the limits of even one of my own notes; (oh, how my argumentums ad hominem would deal about them, were I inclined (as I am not at all) to let them looſe, gentlemen, among you!)
By the engine stood a dark, motionless being, a sooty and grimy embodiment of tallness, in a sort of trance, with a heap of coals by his side: it was the engine-man. The isolation of his manner and colour lent him the appearance of a creature from Tophet, who had strayed into the pellucid smokelessness of this region of yellow grain and pale soil, with which he had nothing in common, to amaze and to discompose its aborigines.
