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Miss: A title with which we brand unmarried women to indicate that they are in the market. Miss, Misses (Mrs.) read more
Miss: A title with which we brand unmarried women to indicate that they are in the market. Miss, Misses (Mrs.) and Mister (Mr.) are the three most distinctly disagreeable words in the language, in sound and sense. Two are corruptions of Mistress, the other of Master. If we must have them, let us be consistent and give one to the unmarried man. I venture to suggest Mush, abbreviated to MH.
 Some to the fascination of a name,
 Surrender judgment hoodwinked.  
 Some to the fascination of a name,
 Surrender judgment hoodwinked. 
 "Brooks of Sheffield": "'Somebody's sharp.' 'Who is?'" asked the 
gentleman, laughing. I looked up quickly, being curious to know. read more 
 "Brooks of Sheffield": "'Somebody's sharp.' 'Who is?'" asked the 
gentleman, laughing. I looked up quickly, being curious to know. 
"Only Brooks of Sheffield," said Mr. Murdstone. I was glad to 
find it was only Brooks of Sheffield; for at first I really 
thought that it was I. 
 We call a fig a fig, and a skiff a skiff.
 [Lat., Ficum vocamus ficum, et scapham scapham.]  
 We call a fig a fig, and a skiff a skiff.
 [Lat., Ficum vocamus ficum, et scapham scapham.] 
I decided that I would be one of the biggest new names; and I actually had some little fancy business read more
I decided that I would be one of the biggest new names; and I actually had some little fancy business cards printed up to announce it, "Count Basie. Beware, the Count is Here."
 Ah! replied my gentle fair,
 Beloved, what are names but air?
  Choose thou, whatever suits the line:
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 Ah! replied my gentle fair,
 Beloved, what are names but air?
  Choose thou, whatever suits the line:
   Call me Sappho, call me Chloris,
    Call me Lalage, or Doris,
     Only, only, call me thine. 
The dodgerest of all the dodgers.
The dodgerest of all the dodgers.
 Oh! no! we never mention her,
 Her name is never heard;
  My lips are now forbid to read more 
 Oh! no! we never mention her,
 Her name is never heard;
  My lips are now forbid to speak
   That once familiar word.
   - Thomas Haynes Bayly,