It was on this day in 1869 that Peter Roget, Swiss-born author of the great Thesaurus, died.
Passed away, bought the farm, entered immortality, cashed in his chips, croaked, shuffled off his mortal coil, snuffed it, went belly up, became deceased, took up daisy pushing, tucked in for his dirt nap, expired...
(With apologies to Monty Python's parrot...)
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Sunday, September 12, 2010
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