Presently a shadow passed him, and looking up, saw Cahoonshee approaching.
— from Hawk's Nest; or, The Last of the Cahoonshees. A Tale of the Delaware Valley and Historical Romance of 1690. by James M. (James Martin) Allerton

When Mrs. Sheppard, who had been stricken down by the blow that prostrated her assailant, looked up, she perceived Jonathan Wild kneeling beside the body of Blueskin.
— from Jack Sheppard: A Romance, Vol. 1 (of 3) by William Harrison Ainsworth

Margaret felt her companion start, as if a ball had penetrated him, and looking up, she saw his altered glance, fixed on the lady, who had just entered, with a dashing escort, and was advancing towards the centre of the room.
— from Love After Marriage; and Other Stories of the Heart by Caroline Lee Hentz

While in this attitude a cry between a howl of rage and a moan of anguish fell upon her ear—her shoulders were grasped by powerful hands, and looking up she saw Mr. Browning, his face distorted with passion and his flashing eyes riveted upon the ring glittering in the firelight.
— from Rosamond, or, the Youthful Error: A Tale of Riverside; And Other Stories by Mary Jane Holmes

—Pastor Russell and the Truth people did this with their limited power (hand), and laboriously (upon shoulder) made their way with their goods, the precious Truths, “out of her.”
— from Studies in the Scriptures, Volume 7: The Finished Mystery by C. T. (Charles Taze) Russell

The Catholic priests have all left us, so that we have now the whole field to ourselves.
— from Memoirs of the Life and Labours of the Rev. Samuel Marsden, of Paramatta, Senior Chaplain of New South Wales; and of His Early Connexion with the Missions to New Zealand and Tahiti by Samuel Marsden

It puzzled her a little until she recalled the clang of metal that had prefaced the man’s appearance in the hall that afternoon.
— from The Bandbox by Louis Joseph Vance

Mrs. Bowers heard the patter of her feet and the rustle of her garments as she rushed past her, and looking up she recognized the girl, and recollected instantly that she had forgotten to lock the door after her.
— from The Bride of the Tomb, and Queenie's Terrible Secret by Miller, Alex. McVeigh, Mrs.

God is love; and all that He created was pure, holy, and lovely, until sin was brought in by the first great rebel.
— from The Great Controversy Between Christ and Satan by Ellen Gould Harmon White

At last shrieks from the ship roused her from the apathy into which her grief had plunged her, and looking up, she saw the tall masts, which had seemed to reach the very skies, broken and dismantled, and the vessel itself about to dash upon the rocks, from which it had no power of escaping.
— from The Yule Log: A Series of Stories for the Young by Georgianna M. Bishop