He joined the pickets in the bloody Homestead steel strike of 1892, and actually went so far as to jostle a Pinkerton.

I just can't get on with these new glasses.

The ineptness of the novice jugglers was apparent as they frequently dropped their juggling pins.

Then Rowland got up with a despairing gesture. “I haven't nobody,” he murmured, and went tottering up the stairs. “Lor!” said Priss meditatively, “I thought as the lad wud have had more spunk in 'im, but he's as linnow as a glove.