This isn't the time for militant unionism. If I were at ScotRail, in the current climate I'd trade a pay freeze [sic: pay rise?] for job security.

Under the influence of those very spirits of devils, which peep and mutter, rap and tip tables, and becraze the weak; the same devils that impelled Gov. Seymour to veto the bill prohibiting the liquor traffic, in direct opposition to the wishes of his constituents; …

After the maids had hatted and gloved the girls, the carriage was summoned and I was carted around one church after another.

We've got more meat than we shall know what to do with, Edward. Take the horse, go down to Charlie Bell's ship-yard, borrow a tackle, and ask Edmund Griffin to come and help us dress him; but firstmost let's get him into the barn, out of the hot sun.