General Trumps got drunk as an owl.

The City Councils held an adjourned meeting and raised the water rent on Slocum, and Jenkins' nigger burst in the head of the big drum with a brick.

Mad's no word for it.

They were wild with rage.
"And that killed Bill.

They beat him by two hundred majority at the election, just on account of old Mrs.Martin misunderstanding him.
Rough, wasn't it?
But it don't seem to me like the fair thing on Bill." Mr.Slocum was defeated, despite the fact that he wished to succeed.
Mr.Walsh, it appears, was disappointed, in the same contest, in a wholly different manner.