The tin cylinder, filled with iron balls, which is fired from our smooth-bored guns, was unsuitable for a rifled gun, because the breaking up of such a projectile in the bore was likely to injure the rifling. Then again, lead balls could not well be substituted for iron ones on account of their liability to conglomerate or adhere together in lumps.

Another is a recent version of his mute, fixtureless sinks, this one suggesting Huckleberry Finn filtered through Magritte: its backsplash morphs into a worn white fence, and a robin’s nest with three blue eggs sits in the basin.

Pa startled me with his sudden stern tone. “They could! If men don't get too grabby for every smitch of land for their cattle.”

I saw the couple getting freaky in a video on the Internet.