He wished for a splendid house, a home so splendid that any woman must love it.
"It's not so fine as Fontenoy," quoth Adam, "nor Monticello, nor Mr.
Blennerhassett's island in the Ohio, but a man might be happy in a poorer spot.

Home's home, as I can testify who haven't any.

I've known a Cherokee to die of homesickness for a skin stretched between two saplings.

How long before you are back upon the Three-Notched Road ?" Rand moved restlessly.

"The doctor says I may go downstairs to-day.