The warmth of feeling which she betrayed when looking at the countenance of her supposed lover, as he lay in the boat-house, and the pure and simple joy at discovering the mistake; the very sensible manner in which she proved that she could not be mistaken; the gratitude she felt, and the exemplary manner in which she conducted herself, all conspired to give him a high opinion of the character of this young woman, and made him feel that, notwithstanding the strong wish he had entertained for Laud’s death, for he had even counted upon being opposed in deadly skirmish with him, he never could take his life
— from The History of Margaret Catchpole, a Suffolk Girl by Richard Cobbold

His shoes were so worn that his feet were on the ground and one could scarcely see the blue of his Continental uniform because of its dust and rags.
— from Boys and Girls of Colonial Days by Carolyn Sherwin Bailey