Not every man has Europe or Asia in his backyard, nor a lifetime of leisure for research, for special learning, on the moot questions of church-scholarship.

With attention to homely detail: The old living-room My aunt's dresses Barker's riding-horse The business street of the village A cabin in the mountains The office of a man approaching bankruptcy The Potters' backyard The second-hand store The ugliest man.

I also set up the earthworm vermicompost pit in our backyard.

An' how wuz I ever on earth to tell 'At the pretty flower which I stooped to smell In our backyard wuz the very one Which a bee wuz busily working on? An' jus' as I got my nose down there, He lifted his foot an' kicked for fair, An' he planted his stinger right into me,

Tortuousness and dimness mark them, and a strong backyard spirit of adventure must operate largely in the minds of some who manage to reach the building.

After carefully examining the house, peeping through the chinks in the lower shutters, and discovering the grocer seated by the bedside of his son, though he could not make out the object of his solicitude, Wyvil decided upon attempting an entrance by the backyard.

The German guns had beaten upon it until it was like a rubbish heap in the backyard of hell.

Standing there in that commonplace backyard, staring up at a house like any one of forty near her, she felt her heart grow larger.

He stepped one evening to the platform that overhung the carpenter's backyard, and began to talk.

He called on us daily, tied his horse to the paling fence beneath the shade of a sallie-tree in the backyard, and when mother was unable to see him he was content to yarn for an hour or two with Jane Haizelip, our servant-girl.

John D. Allen (A); 12Oct70; R492846. ALLEN, WILLARD H. Backyard poultry keeping.

TAYLOR, JOHN C. Backyard poultry keeping.

Betty Carnes (W); 15Sep71; R511851. Selections from American guerrilla: raiders push into Rommel's backyard, by Douglas M. Smith & Cecil Carnes.

Birds in your backyard.

Backyard exploration; illustrated with photos, and drawings by the author.

John D. Allen (A); 12Oct70; R492846. ALLEN, WILLARD H. Backyard poultry keeping.

Betty Carnes (W); 15Sep71; R511851. Selections from American guerrilla: raiders push into Rommel's backyard, by Douglas M. Smith & Cecil Carnes.

CHAPTER II All the morning she had been busy in the Craig's backyard garden, clipping, training, loosening the earth around lilac, honeysuckle, and Rose of Sharon.

she said, leaning a little sideways so that she could see over the fence and down into the Craig's backyard garden.

Ailsa was in the backyard garden, a trowel in her hand, industriously loosening the earth around the prairie roses.

Outside her windows in the backyard, early sunshine slanted across shrub and grass and white-washed fence; the Sunday quiet was absolute, save for the church bells.

In fact, at that moment, Burgess, in the boarding-house backyard, was promenading up and down, leering at the Swedish scullion, and enjoying the last expensive cigar that his master was likely to purchase in many a day.

Shut yourself up in your own backyard with a man with a rifle watching you for twenty- four hours and see whether, if you have the brain of a mouse, prison- camp life can be made comfortable, no matter how many greasy packs of cards you have.

It is impossible to go for a hundred yards in a straight line, in any direction, without either bringing up against the side of a house or trespassing upon somebody's backyard; and in the night one falls over a slumbering cow, upon a fair average, once every fifty feet.

" If you favor war, dig a trench in your backyard, fill it half full of water, crawl into it, and stay there for a day or two without anything to eat, get a lunatic to shoot at you with a brace of revolvers and a machine gun, and you will have something just as good, and you will save your country a great deal of expense.