It came to and fro half a dozen times a day, making a rare contact between the outside world and this sunny placid corner of meadow and brook and woodland.
— from The Honour of the Clintons by Archibald Marshall

She decided to dress and act differently; make a radical change in her methods.
— from In Red and Gold by Samuel Merwin

Why does Luke enumerate so carefully the civil and ecclesiastical authorities in verses 1 and 2? Not only to fix the date, but, in accordance with the world-wide aspect of his Gospel, to set his narrative in relation with secular history; and, further, to focus into one vivid beam of light the various facts which witnessed to the sunken civil and darkened moral and religious condition of the Jews.
— from Expositions of Holy Scripture: St. Luke by Alexander Maclaren

People talk of modern civilization and the spirit of the age as though these expressions conveyed a clear and definite meaning, and represented certain ideas distinctly recognized as truth by all; as though this so-called spirit of the age were something as definite, as tangible, and of as efficacious an application as a code of civil law; and as though its practical working were one of truth and harmony; whereas, in reality, no incomprehensible jargon of words, no jumble of ideas, no jungle of thicket is so helplessly confused and impenetrable as the maze of struggling, confused, and contradictory theories supposed to constitute the spirit of the age and serve as the exponent of modern enlightenment.
— from The Catholic World, Vol. 10, October, 1869 to March, 1870 by Various

That, at least, was the rather equivocal position into which McGibbon by his very energy and assertiveness, drove many a ruffled citizen.
— from Henry Is Twenty: A Further Episodic History of Henry Calverly, 3rd by Samuel Merwin

Old Manhattan was as strictly run as disciplinary measures and rules could contrive and guarantee.
— from Greenwich Village by Anna Alice Chapin

Ribbed as railings and lank as rods, Stark as the toddy trees, Swarming as when from the bursting pods Scatter the ripened peas, Flaming pupil and naked claw, Gaunt and desolate, maimed and raw, Cats by courtesy, but, ye gods!
— from Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 158, June 2, 1920 by Various