Calling to Jim Young to bring him a beech log, he disposed himself in his blanket on the floor; when the log came he put one end of his blanket over it for a pillow and slept soundly until morning.
— from Humours of '37, Grave, Gay and Grim: Rebellion Times in the Canadas by Kathleen Macfarlane Lizars

She projected a sad smile upon me through her motor-veil, and shook her head.
— from Happy-go-lucky by Ian Hay

The frightful deserts of Thebaïd, the burning solitudes of Arabia, Palestine, and Syria, show us men rudely clad, with a mantle of goat-skin on their shoulders, and a plain cowl on their heads: behold all the luxury with which they confound the vanity and pride of worldlings!
— from Protestantism and Catholicity compared in their effects on the civilization of Europe by Jaime Luciano Balmes

Parsnips are sometimes sent up mashed in the same way as turnips.
— from The Virginia Housewife Or Methodical Cook by Mary Randolph

I think that as we are so near the end of the week it would be just as well to postpone all serious studies until Monday morning and show our guest some of the beauties of Eyethorne.”
— from Fan : The Story of a Young Girl's Life by W. H. (William Henry) Hudson

Then the sahib bound the gold coin on my brow again, and spake words to me such as I had never heard from man, assuring me of Bijoo's safety, and calling me Queen of the Stars, Dew of the Morning, Breath of Roses, and putting a strange stress upon me that cared not for any consequences.
— from The Taming of the Jungle by C. W. (Charles William) Doyle

These living advertisements, these perambulating articles, soon set up Madame Schontz as the most agreeable woman to be found in the borderland which separates the thirteenth arrondissement from the twelve others.
— from The Works of Balzac: A linked index to all Project Gutenberg editions by Honoré de Balzac

First he casts my poor niece's child into the hands of Villequier, something worse than those of the hangman of Paris, and then between them they send her into the midst of the pestilence; then comes Monsieur d'Epernon to confirm all, arrests my friend bearing the King's own passports and safeguard, seizes upon my own relation and ward, and carries them both I know not whither."
— from Henry of Guise; or, The States of Blois (Vol. 2 of 3) by G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford) James

I see his hair flyin’ wild about him.” “Go up and tell the master.” “Faix, I’m afeerd; I never spoke to him in my life.” “Will you, Owen Riley?” “Sorra step I’ll go; he turned me out of the place for saying that the cobble wanted a coat of pitch, and she sank under me, after.
— from Luttrell Of Arran by Charles James Lever