A Nicholas Creerly, has, in a Bucks county (Penn.) paper, in the uſual way, warned the public not to truſt his wife on his account, charging her with having deſtroyed his property, &c. His wife, in reply to this notice, ſays: “That he need not have taken this pains, as no perſon where he is known, will truſt her to the amount of a ſingle cent on his account, and as for bed and board, he never had any for her—and aſks how ſhe could deſtroy his property, when he never had any, except three dice, a sweat-cloth, and a rum bottle.”

And I must admit to some crogglement at a media tie-in novel being referred to as traditional.

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They have found a way to continue drinking both furiously and yet with a certain degree of surreptition. The Australians near to the fence slice through the bonds keeping the wrists of the Tommies strapped to the posts. The first couple of ...