Open patches where the sun gets in and goes to sleep, and the winds come so finely sifted that they are as soft as swan's down.

Rocks scattered about,--Stonehenge-like monoliths.
Fresh-water lakes; one of them, Mary's lake, crystal-clear, full of flashing pickerel lying under the lily-pads like tigers in the jungle.

Six pounds of ditto killed one morning for breakfast.
EGO fecit.
The divinity-student looked as if he would like to question my Latin.

No, sir, I said,--you need not trouble yourself.

There is a higher law in grammar, not to be put down by Andrews and Stoddard.