He had no luck with the sluggos, something he said he suffered when he wore them, but neither of us knew what he was talking about.

how unpleasing and discontenting the society of body must needs be between those whose mindes cannot bee fociable

The King your brother is now hard at hand, Meete with the foole, and rid your royall ſhoulders Of ſuch a burden, as outweighs the ſands And all the craggie rockes of Caſpea.

Atlanta newspapers fanned the flames of racial hatred by carrying stories of lynchings and calling for a renewed Ku Klux Klan to “control” blacks.