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Now few men remained in the kraal Duguza, for nearly all had gone with the impi, and only women and aged people were left.
Gentlemen, I congratulate you on the firmness with which you have this day asserted the rights of the people of this place to the use of one of the few scraps of mother earth of which they have not been despoiled.
Thou hast been with the Monkey People--the gray apes--the people without a law--the eaters of everything.
More especially we pray thee send down thy grace on Nestor and on his sons; thereafter also make the rest of the Pylian people some handsome return for the goodly hecatomb they are offering you.
The goddess Dawn now wended her way to vast Olympus that she might herald day to Jove and to the other immortals, and Agamemnon sent the criers round to call the people in assembly; so they called them and the people gathered thereon.
Ticket-collecting is a slow business in the East, where people secrete their tickets in all sorts of curious places.
Seventy - how much - millions peoples that have done nothing - not one thing.
And Tha said: 'Never again shall the Jungle Peoples come to thee.
She was slim, brightly dressed, rather pretty; Vogelstein remembered in a moment that he had noticed her among the people on the wharf at Southampton.
And the three years' drought in the time of Elias, was but particular, and left people alive.
He conceived himself and his like as perpetually conquering peoples who were perpetually being conquered.
Even the character and accent of the two peoples had shades of difference, despite the amalgamating effects of a roundabout railway; so that, though less than twenty miles from the place of her sojourn at Trantridge, her native village had seemed a far-away spot.
But for this, as one may say, public demand, I perhaps should not have ventured to offer these mere "idle thoughts" of mine as mental food for the English-speaking peoples of the earth.
As young readers like to know `how people look', we will take this moment to give them a little sketch of the four sisters, who sat knitting away in the twilight, while the December snow fell quietly without, and the fire crackled cheerfully within.
The old writer, like all of the people in the world, had got, during his long fife, a great many notions in his head.