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OccidentalOccidental is an constructed language created by the Estonian naval officer and teacher Edgar de Wahl[?] and published in 1922.Occidental was a naturalistic planned language which was devised with great care to ensure that many of its derived word forms would reflect the similar forms common to a number of Western European languages. This was done through application of de Wahl's rule[?] which is actually a small set of rules for converting verb infinitives into derived nouns and adjectives. The result was a language relatively easy to understand at first sight for individuals acquainted with several Western European languages. Coupled with a simplified grammar, this made Occidental moderately popular in Europe during the decade and a half before World War II, and it is believed that it was at its height the fourth most popular planned language, after Esperanto, Volapük and perhaps Ido, though its intentional emphasis on European forms coupled with a somewhat Eurocentric philosophy espoused by several of its leading lights hindered its spread elsewhere. Occidental survived World War II, undergoing a name change to Interlingue, but gradually faded into insignificance following the appearance of a competing naturalistic project Interlingua in the early 1950s. You see.html">see.html">see, my lad, there ain.html">ain.html">ain't any laws here, nor
own hands, and if there ain't a doubt of it, they hang him as soon
violent death.
"Maybe it is, but what can we do?"
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"There ain't any prisons, and, if there were, there would be nobody
Ben would have taken for a tramp.
"What, Bradley, back again? I didn't expect to see you here?"
"I didn't expect to come, Hunter, but I fooled away my money.html">money in
me make you acquainted with my old chum, Frank Hunter. He isn't much
rather a dandy in my college days at old Yale, though I don't look
sun-brown, bearded man, in the roughest of mining-garbs, had ever
not the worst-dressed man in camp. My friend, the mayor, is
civilization, and then I will try to conform to habits which I have
three years' practise of law before I came out here."
"Do you like it as well, Mr. Hunter?" Ben could not help asking
when I get tired of the rough life I am leading. When I've made a
put up my shingle again, and wait for clients with money enough to
"and that not longer ago than yesterday. Do you see that poor wretch
stealing, and came out here to practise his profession. But this
mortgage from his farm. We all knew it, for Johnson was so happy
tied up in a bag which he kept in his. All is still licensed under the GNU FDL.
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