The pineappled ham thing was just being removed from the bridge-table buffet as I entered, and I am overwhelmed by the sight of a roomful of unusually attired, middle-aged cowpersons swaying to the strains of Oh Lonesome Me.

Axiomatics (namely, that everything that will be used for the purposes of a demonstration is explained) does nothing more than formalizing this wiping clean — in other words, inexistence is posed as the condition for necessity to emerge.

Ah, you whoreſon loggerhead, you were borne to do me ſhame.

We are overwhelmed with transom resumes.