He then rushed into the emplacement, shot two of the team, and clubbed a third with the butt-end of his rifle, capturing the gun.
— from The History of the 51st (Highland) Division 1914-1918 by F. W. (Frederick William) Bewsher
Every day some visitors came down from London; sometimes they returned in the evening; sometimes they passed the night at Vauxe, and returned to town in the morning with large bouquets.
— from Lothair by Disraeli, Benjamin, Earl of Beaconsfield
Round the descending sun the clouds glowed purple; summer tints, rather Indian than English, suffused the horizon, and cast rosy reflections on hillside, house-front, tree-bole, on winding road and undulating pasture-ground.
— from Shirley by Charlotte Brontë
We learn in Ruth , that the reapers in the East soaked their bread in it to freshen it.
— from The Book of Household Management by Mrs. (Isabella Mary) Beeton
The rocket is the English signal to advance.
— from When Men Grew Tall, or The Story of Andrew Jackson by Alfred Henry Lewis
Most of them thought it was the right thing to do, several wished with all their hearts that the practice could become general, but one embryotic clergyman said he thought it well enough, perhaps, but it was pleasant, and he did not think it hurtful, to take refreshments in the evening; since that time, however, under the lash of dyspepsia, he has changed his opinion.
— from Our Girls by Dio Lewis
Nay, they were mowed down with grape, canister, musketry, and broadside after broadside from the shipping; and, I am sorry to have to record it, the enemy seemed to take delight in shooting down poor helpless wounded men, who were trying to limp or drag their mangled bodies away from the devouring cross-fires.
— from A Soldier's Experience; or, A Voice from the Ranks Showing the Cost of War in Blood and Treasure. A Personal Narrative of the Crimean Campaign, from the Standpoint of the Ranks; the Indian Mutiny, and Some of its Atrocities; the Afghan Campaigns of 1863 by T. (Timothy) Gowing
The Greek commanders, finding that the fleet would probably be compelled to retreat in the end, sent to them here, recommending that they should kill their cattle and eat them, roasting the flesh at fires which they should kindle on the plain.
— from Xerxes Makers of History by Jacob Abbott
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