In 1843, Mr. Benedict was a member of the City Council, and president of that body.

For one term previous to that time Mr. Benedict was city attorney.

He felt mean and traitorous, a Benedict Arnold on a small scale.

"She was too young in thy time, Benedict," concluded the old man jocosely.

Mr. Benedict thought there might be, though he had never seen any.

“It is not to Father Benedict I confess them,” she said, with a little curl of her lips.

Benedict the Jew in vain pleaded parchments; his usuries were too many.

With the degeneration of Innocent and Benedict we may compare Fr.

But the boy Benedict in his happy home knew little of these.

Many hundreds of years ago there lived a boy called Benedict.