Whatsoever parteth the hoof, and is clovenfooted, and cheweth the cud, among the beasts, that shall ye eat.

You'll be brushing out a brood mare's tail While the sun is ascending And I'll just be getting home with my reel to reel

At the start of the century, widows in Philadelphia, Boston, Baltimore, and Charleston were printers, shoemakers, engravers, and silversmiths, and sometimes blacksmiths, shipbuilders, or gunwrights.

The highway to the East Coast which ran through the borough of Ebbfield had always been a main road and even now, despite the vast garages, the pylons and the gaily painted factory glasshouses which had sprung up beside it, there still remained an occasional trace of past cultures.