There are gardens everywhere, stretch after stretch of palm-trees, acre after acre of fruit-trees, and wedged among them all, lie the flat roofs, swarm the endless throng which spells humanity; and the oddest, most varied humanity-Arabs and negroes, men from the Sus, from the Sahara, from DRAA, Berber hillmen, tribesmen from the Atlas, a tumultuous multitude, a hive of bees of whom no census has ever been made.
"In the Tail of the Peacock"
Isabel Savory
DRAA out a pig for I on a's slate.
"Jan of the Windmill"
Juliana Horatia Ewing
If thee'll DRAA me out some pigs like them, I'll give 'ee sixpence and a new slate, and I'll try thee for a week, anyhow.
"Jan of the Windmill"
Juliana Horatia Ewing