G and T

Later that night, that same black-and-red banner would be seen again—in the column of marchers chanting for dead cops.

G was a gamester, who had but ill-luck; H was a Hunter, who hunted a buck.

There'll be heaps uh fun in the Cypress Hills country when they get t' runnin' the whisky-jacks out.

She also practises etching, pen-and-ink drawing, as well as crayon and water-color sketching.

No law of that country must exceed in words the number of letters in their alphabet, which consists only in two-and-twenty.

An with that I laid down on the settee, an felt orful bad, an the more I tho't about it, the wus I felt.