The governor declared war on poverty.

The countries devasted, the cities laid in ruins , and none of the colleges of the learned to be found

[…]which stands out more – the wooden sculptures and verdant garden or the fresh oysters and piled-up smörgåsbords, which go down great with a sampler of ice-cold vodka and aquavit shots.

We may keep it by us, replied the pawnbroker, for months; there is no demand for such articles. But, exclaimed she, eagerly, I shall soon redeem it! So you all say, returned the man, with imperturbable coolness.