The probable cost for some of the most frequently needed researches is approximately indicated below: Sputum, for tuberculosis bacilli, $ 3.00 Urine, for tuberculosis bacilli, 3.00 Milk, for tuberculosis bacilli, 3.00 Urine, qualitative, for one constituent, 1.50 Urine, qualitative, for each additional constituent, 1.00 Urine, quantitative, for each constituent, 3.00 Urine, sediment, microscopical, 1.50 Blood, for ratio of white to red corpuscles, 2.00 Blood, for Widal's typhoid reaction, 2.00 Water, for general fitness to drink, 10.00 Water, for typhoid germs, 25.00 Water, quantitative determination of any one constituent, 10.00 Pus, for gonococci, 3.00 The cost for other analyses—more variable in scope—can only be given upon closer knowledge of the requirements of individual cases. — from Merck's 1899 Manual of the Materia Medica by Merck & Co.
Guiana under Commodore Kingsley
Believe me it is no carpet duty to have served on the British privateers in Guiana, under Commodore Kingsley, alongside of Salvation Yeo; to have been a loyal member of Thuggee and cast the scarf for Bowanee; to have watched the tortures of Beatrice Cenci (pronounced as written in honest English, and I spit upon the weaklings of the service who imagine that any freak of woman called Bee-ah-treech-y Chon-chy could have endured the agonies related of that sainted lady)—to have watched those tortures, I say, without breaking down; to have fought under the walls of Acre with Richard Coeur de Lion; to have crawled, amid rats and noxious vapors, with Jean Valjean through the sewers of Paris; to have dragged weary miles through the snow with Uncas, Chief of the Mohicans; to have lived among wild beasts with Morok the lion tamer; to have charged with the impis of Umslopogaas; to have sailed before the mast with Vanderdecken, spent fourteen gloomy years in the next cell to Edmund Dantes, ferreted out the murders in the Rue Morgue, advised Monsieur Le Cocq and given years of life's prime in tedious professional assistance to that anointed idiot and pestiferous scoundrel, Tittlebat Titmouse! — from The Delicious Vice by Young Ewing Allison
get up cried Katie
"Let's we get up," cried Katie, shaking her by the shoulders; "don't you see the sun's all corned up bwight?" — from Dotty Dimple at Play by Sophie May
gentlemen ushers cooks kitchen
Accordingly, without asking any one’s leave, she touched with her magic wand the entire population of the palace, except the king and queen—governesses, ladies of honor, waiting-maids, gentlemen ushers, cooks, kitchen-girls, pages, footmen, down to the horses that were in the stables and the grooms that attended them—she touched each and all. — from Favorite Fairy Tales: The Childhood Choice of Representative Men and Women by Various
‘And who is to govern us,’ cried Kearney,’ if we have no Lord-Lieutenant?’ ‘The Privy Council, the Lords Justices, or maybe the Board of Works, who knows? — from Lord Kilgobbin by Charles James Lever
gamesome urchins could keep
Not all its infant glory, nor its manhood's bustle, its walls, gardens and bowers,—its warm housekeeping, its gossiping burghers, its politics and its factions,—not even its prolific dames and gamesome urchins could keep it in the upper air until this our day. — from Rob of the Bowl: A Legend of St. Inigoe's. Vol. 1 (of 2) by John Pendleton Kennedy
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