Little Tennessee River

I was a little mystified at how benignly he responded to my questions about his business activities.

It is most peculiar, and when he plays that way, the most bewitching little expression comes over his face.

In less than ten minutes, the bivouac was broken up, and our little army on the march.

A little boy of four was moved to passionate grief at the sight of a dead dog taken from a pond.

Squinty could look out, but the slats were as close together as those in a chicken coop, and the little pig could not get out.

We should have to admit that the new law does little or nothing to relieve such a situation.