This house or village was called Menus, and the old chief's name was Usit.
"Wanderings Among South Sea Savages And in Borneo and the Philippines" by H. Wilfrid Walker
But she look not so happy like she usit to be.
"A Man for the Ages" by Irving Bacheller
Quhat pompe wes usit thair, we nather herd nor yit regard.
"The Works of John Knox, Volume 2 (of 6)" by John Knox
Now ye dealers in rum, our advice is to you,
Just drop your foul traffic, it never will do.
It is injuring us—it is ruining you,
So get yourselves out and go teetotal too.
Who will go with us, &c.
"Temperance Rally" by John Pierpont