wing-dam

And wouldn't it a-ben a hundred thousand if that cloudburst hadn't busted my wing-dam?

LIKE ARGUS OF THE ANCIENT TIMES 2010

The wing-dam, and how it differs from the ordinary dam.

The Shirley Letters from California Mines in 1851-52 Louise Amelia Knapp Smith Clappe

The wing-dam, and how it differs from the ordinary dam.

The Shirley Letters from California Mines in 1851-52 Louise Amelia Knapp Smith Clappe

And wouldn't it a-ben a hundred thousand if that cloudburst hadn't busted my wing-dam?

Like Argus of the Ancient Times 1918

The prostrate column lay like a wing-dam, half across the stream, and over it the Salmon piled itself.

The Iron Trail Rex Ellingwood Beach 1913

And wouldn't it a-ben a hundred thousand if that cloudburst hadn't busted my wing-dam?

The Red One Jack London 1896

He cut sage-brush and tore up tules by the roots, and piled them as a wing-dam against the outer bank, and heaped dirt like mad upon the mats; and as he worked, alone, where forty men were needed, came Nancy, with glowing face, flying down the ditch-bank, calling the word of exquisite relief: --

In Exile and Other Stories Mary Hallock Foote 1892

From the north bank a wing-dam was constructed of large trees, the butts tied by cross logs, the tops laid towards the current, covered with brush, and weighted, to keep them in place, with stone and brick obtained by tearing down the buildings in the neighborhood.

History of the Nineteenth Army Corps 1865

I will not tell you how sometimes we were stepping lightly over immense rocks which a few months since lay fathoms deep beneath the foaming Plumas; nor how sometimes we were walking high above the bed of the river, from flume to flume, across a board connecting the two; nor how now we were scrambling over the roots of the upturned trees, and now jumping tiny rivulets; nor shall I say a single word about the dizziness we felt as we crept by the deep excavations lying along the road, nor of the beautiful walk at the side of the wing-dam (it differs from a common dam, in dividing the river lengthways instead of across), the glittering water rising bluely almost to a level with the path.

The Shirley Letters from California Mines in 1851-52 Louise Amelia Knapp Smith Clappe