In 1895 I bought the Emporia Gazette on credit, without a cent in money, and chiefly with the audacity and impudence of youth.
They had passed through Richmond and were now on their way to Emporia.
I had met ten hens walking single-file into the town of Emporia.
Emporia is probably as well known as any town of its size in the land.
Then it was I told them the story of the hens I met just west of Emporia.
"Emporia," corrected his partner, pouring out a tumbler of malt extract.
In 1862 our yearly meeting was held at Emporia, and in 1863 at Ottumwa.
There were, however, no Emporia or places either rich through the arts of peace, or formidable for the mechanism of war.
After grounding safely near Emporia—no fatalities—pilot's windshield found thinly plastered with soft white-and-brown material.
It found the little Moses in the bulrushes, and made Emporia a marvel in the wilderness.