Or they did reach some South Sea island—not to be discovered again for a century or two—where they were received as demigods by the astonished savages, but where they had to pass the rest of their lives as savages too; consoling themselves as best they could with a Polynesian wife or husband (for there were women sometimes in these ventures, especially on the Spanish vessels) and the growing up of a half-caste family; but never heard of again in their far-away homes, and ever and anon weeping and crying in vain to Heaven to be restored once more to the fair cities and romantic life of Spain or Portugal, or to the comfort and the orderly beauty of a Norman or an English homestead.
— from Pioneers in Australasia by Harry Johnston

Bread, eh?" said a soldier, raising a corner of the cloth, and revealing loaves of sweet soft plain bread, of the finest wheat, with several bushels of ginger-cakes.
— from The Boys of '61 or, Four Years of Fighting, Personal Observations with the Army and Navy by Charles Carleton Coffin

CHAPTER VI "COUNTING ALL RENEGADES LOVERS OF SATAN" The interview with Sarita excited me greatly, and I was too much engrossed by the thoughts of it to be able to bear with equanimity a second edition of Madame Chansette; so that when that dear and most amiable of women came to me, I pleaded an engagement and left the house.
— from Sarita, the Carlist by Arthur W. Marchmont

"Counting all renegades lovers of Satan.
— from Sarita, the Carlist by Arthur W. Marchmont

'Counting all renegades lovers of Satan.
— from Sarita, the Carlist by Arthur W. Marchmont

After a couple of hours, lift the cap, and radiating lines of spores will appear on the paper.
— from Scouting For Girls, Official Handbook of the Girl Scouts by Girl Scouts of the United States of America

"Counting all renegades lovers of Satan, by the grace of God."
— from Sarita, the Carlist by Arthur W. Marchmont

I'm going to Daroca; and expect to do a good stroke there," and while I was speaking, I wrote on the back of the card: "Counting all Renegades lovers of Satan.
— from Sarita, the Carlist by Arthur W. Marchmont