Hog Butcher for the World, Tool Maker, Stacker of Wheat, Player with Railroads and the Nation's Freight Handler; Stormy, husky, brawling, City of the Big Shoulders:

'Forget about it,’ he said. ‘He’ll do all right.’ They were at breakfast table, and the boy looked up from his plate curiously. He was an alert-eyed youngster with flat blond hair and a quick, nervous manner.

'This famous wicked little tale Should never have been put on sale It is a mystery to me Why loving parents cannot see That this is actually a book About a brazen little crook...'

SAMPSON: Gregory, o' my word, we'll not carry coals. GREGORY: No, for then we should be colliers. SAMPSON: I mean, an we be in choler, we'll draw. GREGORY: Ay, while you live, draw your neck out o' the collar.

MRS LINDE. Something has happened to you since yesterday morning. Nora, what is it? NORA. [going nearer to her]. Christine! [Listens.] Hush! there’s Torvald come home. Do you mind going in to the children for the present?

Jean Baptiste Pointe du Sable came to Chicago more than 220 years ago. Chicago was a very small place then--only about 350 people lived here at that time, which really was a time of great challenge. It must have been hard to live in Chicago

This history tells about what happened while Abe Lincoln had a job working in a store in a small town. Every day people came and bought things they needed there. It was a frontier community. People did not have any extra money to spare.

She was a large woman with a large purse that had everything in it but hammer and nails. It had a long strap, and she carried it slung across her shoulder. It was about eleven o’clock at night, and she was walking alone.