A Recluse Once Made His Home Here

as my sister, Shaler Marie Van der Hoof Caddingham, said of the good-natured hermit newly installed at her estate, "his distinct odor, a mixture of gin and human expulsion, comforts as much as it revolts".

Semper Fidelis

strange indeed are the skills - if they can be so called - celebrated by the dimwitted, impecunious and uncouth.

Mass Transport

pedestrian from without, the inside teems with all manner of human refuse, primarily transients and the unwashed.

Kearney

a folk hero of some means and stature (though ill-gotten and among vermin and apologists, respectively), the abstemiousness of Jesse James surprised me.

as is apparent from his quarters, for more than quarters they certainly are not, he lived only on the plunder of a brief career in larceny, receiving not remuneration for the reproduction of his image nor intonation of his deeds.

perhaps because those most willing to distribute such artifacts and recount such gruesome tales are those least able to pay.

Law Firm of the Lesser Ivies

should a gentleman require legal counsel, the law firm of Yale, Stanford and Knox is the only option.

A Bleak Midwinter

despite many undeniably Southern attributes, Misboury could never truly be characterized as such because it lacks both of what I consider that region's greatest amenities: a warm climate and segregation.