Liberals very rarely talk about history, as my Democracy journal colleague Elbert Venture wrote recently in a fine essay.
Elbert, our seventeen-year-old brother, politely held open the door for the girls to pass through.
He then brought her to Elbert County, and afterwards made her his wife.
After dark Dr. Elbert came to see my china and said if I would take it over tomorrow he would buy it.
There was no county in which he was more of an autocrat than in Elbert.
That erratic American literary genius, Elbert Hubbard, is gone, and with him a wife to whom he seemed particularly devoted.
His fees at Elbert were larger than at any other court except his own home in Wilkes.
On the death of Elbert, he was sent to Rome to receive the pallium of investiture for the new archbishop Enbalde.
She leaned over and said in a low voice: "I'd like Elbert to see her."
He was a devoted admirer of the late Elbert Hubbard and he had longed for years to hear the great man lecture.