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The Journals of Lewis & Clark: Clark, August 7, 1805
Day 832 Day 834 Clark, August 7, 1805 August 7th Wednesday 1805 a fine morning put out our Stores &c. to dry & took equal altitudes with the Sextant,- as our Store were a little…Brewer's: Buck-bean
A corruption of bog-bean, a native of wet bog-lands. Source: Dictionary of Phrase and Fable, E. Cobham Brewer, 1894Buck-riderBuck-basket A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q…Brewer's: Serat
(Al). The ordeal bridge over which everyone will have to pass at the resurrection. It is not wider than the edge of a scimitar, and is thrown across the gulf of hell. The faithful, says…Brewer's: Seremenes
(4 syl.). Brother-in-law of King Sardanapalus, to whom he entrusts his signet-ring to put down a rebellion headed by Arbaces the Mede and Belesis, the Chaldean soothsayer. He is slain in a…The Journals of Lewis & Clark: August 7, 1805
by Meriwether Lewis and William Clark August 6, 1805August 8, 1805August 7, 1805 Wednesday August 7th 1805. The morning being fair we spread our stores to dry at an early hour.…mummy
(Encyclopedia) mummy, dead human or animal body preserved by embalming or by unusual natural conditions. As a rule mummies are from ancient times. The word is of Arabic derivation and refers…Brewer's: Tory
This word, says Defoe, is the Irish toruigh, used in the reig of Queen Elizabeth to signify a band of Catholic outlaws who haunted the bogs of Ireland. It is formed from the verb toruighim…wetlands
(Encyclopedia) wetlands, low-lying ecosystem where the water table is always at or near the surface. It is divided into estuarine and freshwater systems, which may be further subdivided by soil type…Baron Munchausen: A proclamation by the Baron...
by Rudolph Erich Raspe A feast on live bulls and k... The Baron sets all the peop... A proclamation by the Baron... A proclamation by the Baron-Excessive curiosity of the people…Poems by Emily Dickinson: I ("I'm nobody! Who are you?")
by EmilyDickinsonIII I'm nobody! Who are you? Are you nobody, too? Then there 's a pair of us — don't tell! They 'd banish us, you know. How dreary to be somebody! How public, like a…