All four met at a low resort half a dozen blocks from the circus grounds.
"Leo the Circus Boy"
Ralph Bonehill
The one always used as a last resort was the stories of the "great famine."
"My Lady of the Chimney Corner"
Alexander Irvine
By these, without resort to the compass, we knew it was about midnight.
"My Attainment of the Pole"
Frederick A. Cook