Creed and I into the Park, and walked, a most pleasant evening, and so took coach, and took up my wife, and in my way home discovered my trouble to my wife for her white locks, [Randle Holmes says the ladies wore false locks set on wyres, to make them stand at a distance from the head, and accompanies the information with the figure of a lady with a pair of locks and curls which were in great fashion in 1670 (Planche's Cyclopaedia of Costume; Vol. i., p. 248).] swearing by God, several times, which I pray God forgive me for, and bending my fist, that I would not endure it.

The sinkers were raised and lowered in a hoppet attached to the rope.

The waxen pallor of her face was almost spiritual in its ivorylike purity though her rosebud mouth was a genuine Cupid's bow, Greekly perfect.

The streets around Union Square form a Protestant enclave within an otherwise Catholic neighbourhood.