Then the wide expanse of the “thaw” maintained a ruddy glow for a while, but shortly cooled and became black and level again.
— from Roughing It by Mark Twain

When his wonderfully keen eyes detect a grasshopper, a cricket, a big beetle, a lizard, a little mouse, or a sparrow at a distance in a field, he drops like an eagle upon the victim, seizes it with his strong beak, and flies with steady flapping strokes of the wings, close along the ground, straight to the nearest honey locust or spiny thorn; then rises with a sudden upward turn into the tree to impale his prey.
— from Birds Every Child Should Know by Neltje Blanchan

♂ of No. 517 and No. 517a , but back much blacker, streaks more sharply defined; crown as bright but appearing like a cap ; below much paler.
— from Color Key to North American Birds with bibliographical appendix by Frank M. (Frank Michler) Chapman

But he had not reckoned upon the new labour troubles, and when he got to the Embankment he found the offices hopelessly congested and besieged by a large and rather unruly crowd.
— from The World Set Free by H. G. (Herbert George) Wells

While a full half of the crowd was being conveyed to the course by innumerable trains, the sunny road was alive with vehicles of every description—spring-carts and lorries, cabs and buggies, broughams and landaus, and four-in-hand coaches—all filled to their utmost capacity, and displaying the sweetest things in bonnets and parasols.
— from The Three Miss Kings: An Australian Story by Ada Cambridge

The guests were gone, and they three were alone, and a quarrel had come about between Bosworth and Layburne, a quarrel beginning in a dispute about gains and losses at cards, and intensifying through bitterest speech to keenest, cruellest taunts, taunts flung by the brother in the face of his sister's lover; and then hatred took a more desperate form, and Roderick Layburne snatched up the Spanish knife—his own knife which he had produced a while ago to cut the lemons—and had tried to stab Bosworth to the heart.
— from Mohawks: A Novel. Volume 1 of 3 by M. E. (Mary Elizabeth) Braddon

Jervis bowed low, but his cheek and brow burned a little, and he looked sharply at me out of the corner of his eye; but I preserved such a demure face, that he did not quite know whether I was au fait or not.
— from Valerie by Frederick Marryat

He felt the iron grip of Lund upon his left forearm, almost wrenching his arm from its socket as he was inhauled, caught at by body and legs and deposited on the deck of the schooner, that almost instantly commenced to go about upon its former course.
— from A Man to His Mate by Dunn, J. Allan, (Joseph Allan)

Then the wide expanse of the "thaw" maintained a ruddy glow for a while, but shortly cooled and became black and level again.
— from Roughing It, Part 8. by Mark Twain