Skirts of white muslin, with pretty frills and lacey trimmings that fall in soft folds and ruffles around one's feet, are mighty dainty things for the summer girl--but is there a colder sound than that of a starched white petticoat in the dead of winter?

Suddenly we spotted her coming directly for the Spencer, since the Spencer was the last ship in the column next to the sun ('coffin corner,' it is called.)

The 70,000 number, though, was arrived at only after the refugees had been in place in refugee camps for seven to eight weeks, and was obtained by means of a large wristbanding exercise in which every single refugee had a non-removable wristband put on in one day.

Weʼre having some internal communication issues. In fact, weʼre pretty hosed at the moment.