Guelemer addressed him:— “Are you a man, young ‘un?” Gavroche shrugged his shoulders, and replied:— “A young ‘un like me’s a man, and men like you are babes.”
— from Les Misérables by Victor Hugo

ing up our heels and whooping joyously—pausing a moment to catch a gleaming view of the slender peaks above us—the conspicuous Diadem of Faatoar—the green savannahs sloping up the valleys, or the blue sea and reef as yet undazzled by the rising sun.
— from Los Gringos Or, An Inside View of Mexico and California, with Wanderings in Peru, Chili, and Polynesia by H. A. (Henry Augustus) Wise