This article celebrates the fine city of Newcastle-Upon-Tyne, situated in northeast England, and its gentle inhabitants, the Geordies. […] Oh yes. Nothing like a pint of dog to establish oneself as a suave sophisticate.

At the Sing-Sing Prison in New York, for instance, it is estimated that, of the number of prisoners addicted to narcotics, at least 75 per cent are heroinomaniacs.

See, farther, two every-day figures sitting faithfully together like a pair of turtle doves, or a bear and his bearess.[…]The poor horse drew Bear and his Bearess heavily along.

At this assurance the traveller rose, and approached Alice softly. He drew away her hands from her face, when she said gently, Have you much money about you? / Oh the mercenary baggage! said the traveller to himself; and then replied aloud, Why, pretty one?—Do you sell your kisses so high, then?