The serfs, in variegated groups, were returning from church: old men, maidens, children, mothers with babies in their arms, dressed in their Sunday best, were scattering to their homes; and as they met the bárin they bowed low and made room for him to pass.
— from A Russian Proprietor, and Other Stories by Tolstoy, Leo, graf

Jones’ reserve force, comprised of “my mortar platoon and my headquarters cooks and bakers and admin people,” contained the penetration and killed the enemy in two hours of close-in fighting under the leadership of First Lieutenant Lyle “Spook” Specht.
— from Across the Reef: The Marine Assault of Tarawa by Joseph H. Alexander

"—Saying which, Sheringham, whose friendship even to my enlightened eye was nearly as sincere as any other man's, quitted my room, fully convinced of my meanness and unworthiness; my heart sank within me when I heard the door close upon him for the last time.
— from The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction Volume 12, No. 344 (Supplementary Issue) by Various