When men of the Bear clan in the Ottawa tribe killed a bear, they made him a feast of his own flesh, and addressed him thus: “Cherish us no grudge because we have killed you.
— from The Golden Bough: A Study of Magic and Religion by James George Frazer

"I've done ever kind of work—maulin rails, clearin up new ground.
— from Slave Narratives: a Folk History of Slavery in the United States From Interviews with Former Slaves Arkansas Narratives, Part 5 by United States. Work Projects Administration

I ought to have reminded you to put a man there, there can be no question at all about that, but I never gave the matter a thought, and the blunder has cost us nine good seamen.
— from By Conduct and Courage: A Story of the Days of Nelson by G. A. (George Alfred) Henty

His enemies, who were numerous, for some reason of their own, insisted upon despatch: while his friends, who were few, could urge no good reason against it.
— from The Headless Horseman: A Strange Tale of Texas by Mayne Reid

On the second day they rode out to call upon Ned Griffin and his mother, both of whom shed tears of joy and gratitude when they took Rodney by the hand.
— from Rodney, the Overseer by Harry Castlemon

They came up now, greeting the other tourists, some of whom they had met for the first time that afternoon.
— from The High Calling by Charles M. Sheldon

But there had always been a party, even during the palmy days of Agesilaus, who thought that he had obtained the crown under no good auspices.
— from History of Greece, Volume 10 (of 12) by George Grote

From the moment that we propose this question we come upon new ground.
— from Protestantism and Catholicity compared in their effects on the civilization of Europe by Jaime Luciano Balmes

[Jose CHEA Urruela]; New Guatemalan Democratic Front or FDNG
— from The 1998 CIA World Factbook by United States. Central Intelligence Agency

On either side of the street the doors of the houses stood open, but no person looked out from them or loitered on the doorsteps; the square was empty; there were no women at the well, no children underfoot, no gaping crowd before gaol and pillory, no guard before the Governor’s house,—not a soul, high or low, to be seen.
— from By order of the company by Mary Johnston

The darkness came up, night gathered round, and still Riel talked with the young Canadian, who was, on his own confession, the finest rifle shot in the Dominion, perhaps in the world at that time.
— from Menotah: A Tale of the Riel Rebellion by John Trevena