’Twas Tarlton whose great spleene and working braine / Was the productor of this monster first, / Who for some priuat wrong he did sustaine, / An inward hate, and bosome treason nurst, / Against his Prince, which afterwards did burst / Into these open flames from whence did grow, / As hatefull Ills as euer age could show.

Is it themselves, or the Brain, or that particular piece of the Brain they call the Conarion or Pine-kernel?

My son had told me that he was somewhat avoided during his visits because he was a de la Poer, …

One of the black swans of Stow Lake was found dead Wednesday near the edge of the lake. A prowling coyote was suspected of the cygnicide and a trap was set for him, the carcass of the swan, filled with poison, being set in the snare.