They made trips to the steamer, at the foot of Centre-Market space, a slender, white-painted craft, looking more like a private yacht or a revenue cutter than a tropical trader; they heard the arrangements made for prompt transfer of the boxes across the city; they stopped with General Moreto at the telegraph offices on Calvert street when he sent off cipher wires to the junta and its agents, and sometimes cabled to Cuba.
"The Mermaid of Druid Lake and Other Stories"
Charles Weathers Bump
Democracy gives every individual man his utmost possible value; socialism makes every man an agent, an instrument, a cipher.
"Contemporary Socialism"
John Rae
The envelope was a dainty gray color, and stamped with an elaborate coat of arms, with the initials I. E. in cipher underneath, and inside was a card of invitation to a ball, filled in by a lady's delicate hand, with a line in addition.
"Only One Love, or Who Was the Heir"
Charles Garvice