I said, I never mollied you. My Lord, I never laid Hands upon him, nor touch'd him.

... culture represented by CarNet , and other impermanent anarchotopias , on - line and off , that have rey that hints at a point where scatology and eschatology meet - where captured the subcultural imagination in recent years .

A scob, again, is a blemish in the cloth arising from the interruption of the threads in shedding, preventing the proper interlacing of the warp and the weft.

To [Charles Godfrey] Leland the Bostonian sadness was “commercio-literary,” the New Yorkian was “faro-commercial,” while the Philadelphian was “peculiar in being without a peculiarity;” it moved silently, divined unutterable things within itself, behaved decently—“a very comme-il-faut sort of sadness, which presenteth many solid points of social comfort.” [See 1855 quotation.]