Then Mr. Rabbit said that that was another story, and Mr. Squirrel and Mr. Robin wanted him to tell it right away, but Mr. Crow said they'd better have supper now, and Mr. 'Possum thought that was a good plan, and Mr. 'Coon, too, and then they all hurried around to get up some sticks of wood from down stairs, and to set the table, and [84] everybody helped, so they could get through early and have a nice long evening.
— from How Mr. Rabbit Lost his Tail Hollow Tree Stories by Albert Bigelow Paine

As a matter of fact he could only obtain a quantity of vague and generally useless suggestions, some of which argued an astonishing ignorance of military affairs in those who made them.
— from A History of the Peninsular War, Vol. 1, 1807-1809 From the Treaty of Fontainbleau to the Battle of Corunna by Charles Oman

Or by yourself, whilst all are snoring, You're got upon some scheme of whoring?
— from A Burlesque Translation of Homer by Bridges, Thomas, active 1759-1775

Then Mr. Rabbit said that that was another story, and Mr. Squirrel and Mr. Robin wanted him to tell it right away, but Mr. Crow said they'd better have supper now, and Mr. 'Possum thought that was a good plan, and Mr. 'Coon, too, and then they all hurried around to get up some sticks of wood from down-stairs, and to set the table, and everybody helped, so they could get through early and have a nice long evening.
— from The Hollow Tree Snowed-In Book Being a continuation of stories about the Hollow Tree and Deep Woods people by Albert Bigelow Paine

The first morning that I walked forth—while the grey twilight still lingered on hill and dale—casting a sombre, dusky aspect over surrounding objects, as I passed along, refreshed by the fragrant breath exhaled from the fields, cheered by the notes of the feathered tribe who were chanting their early matin lays, and enamored with the glorious scene pencilled on the eastern sky, which brightened and kindled into broader lines of orient radiance every step I took, and every moment I gazed, I saw a young lad, some twelve or thirteen years old, passing by me with a brisk step, but stooping every now and then, to gather up some straws of wheat, that lay scattered along the road.
— from Gleanings by the Way by John A. (John Alonzo) Clark

But the captain will give us some sort of warning?"
— from The Captain of the Kansas by Louis Tracy

Marthe once brought me some material to repair a petticoat, but there was more than necessary, and with the extra material I made a cover for the drawing-room table; and Sister Léonide occasionally gave us some sheets of white or brown paper to lay on the "dining-room" table.
— from My Memoirs by Marguerite Steinheil

History gives us saints, sublime ones, who make our very souls thrill with the recital of their unselfish spirt, exemplified in act; but, on the other hand, the same history tells us of multitudes of bad men for one good one.
— from The Catholic World, Vol. 05, April 1867 to September 1867 by Various

She managed to get under some sort of way at midnight, and next day was taken in tow by a friend.
— from Sea Warfare by Rudyard Kipling