I was in Atlanta with our three children — our second son, Dexter, named for our beloved church in Montgomery, had been born in January, and was still an infant.

Also sixteen chapels de fer, with seven broken wooden cross-bows. Joinville observes, that when the knights were wounded it became impossible very often, from the weight, and consequent fatigue, to put on their defensive [armor].

What got and still gets me is the incessant message you still find in a lot of kidfic, namely Don't tell your parents about anything wierd because they won't believe you and it'll only get you into trouble with them.

Thomson promoted the Crookesian view of cathode rays as particulate against the apparent counterevidence presented by Phillip Lenard that such particles were not stopped by an encounter with metal […]