There they sat, with their heads bowed down like the loonsome bulrush, as Uncle Billy poetically expressed it, weeping over their sins, as he thought, but the wicked creatures were laughing.
heads bowed down like the loonsome bulrush,
'You've got to put it over big,' he was saying in a loud nasal voice.
Though his account of written communication over the past 5,000 years necessarily has a powerful forward momentum, his diversions down the fascinating byways of the subject are irresistible ...
Food was prepared with a far defter hand; I had matzo ball soup and boiled beef with horseradish, which sounds terrible but was excellent; Eliza ordered cholent, a thick bean stew, topped with a slice of meat loaf — our Jewish-mom-like server basically forced her.
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