cart-tail

Margaret Henan would have been a striking figure under any circumstances, but never more so than when I first chanced upon her, a sack of grain of fully a hundredweight on her shoulder, as she walked with sure though tottering stride from the cart-tail to the stable, pausing for an instant to gather strength at the foot of the steep steps that led to the grain-bin.

SAMUEL 2010

Society, or what passes for it over there, had naturally opened its arms to the beauteous Lady Flashman and her distinguished husband, and we might have been racing and dining and water-partying yet if Little Phil hadn't got word of my presence, and insisted that we come to Chicago to see him jump off the cart-tail.

Isabelle Estelle Bruno 2010

A whipping at the cart-tail ought to be the ways on her.

The Way We Live Now 2004

Society, or what passes for it over there, had naturally opened its arms to the beauteous Lady Flashman and her distinguished husband, and we might have been racing and dining and water-partying yet if Little Phil hadn't got word of my presence, and insisted that we come to Chicago to see him jump off the cart-tail.

Flashman and The Redskins Fraser, George MacDonald, 1925- 1982

Society, or what passes for it over there, had naturally opened its arms to the beauteous Lady Flashman and her distinguished husband, and we might have been racing and dining and water-partying yet if Little Phil hadn't got word of my presence, and insisted that we come to Chicago to see him jump off the cart-tail.

Flashman And The Redskins Fraser, George MacDonald, 1925- 1982

We wrangled about the seating accommodation of the hut, for the cart-tail was but short, and

The Yeoman Adventurer George W. Gough

"Some fellow being whipped at the cart-tail," exclaimed the man of Devon, stretching his tall form to look over the heads of the swaying mob.

Sea-Dogs All! A Tale of Forest and Sea Tom Bevan

The cart-tail orator pointed to the headlines; there was a sudden deep silence, so deep that the soft scurrying of a mass of fallen elm leaves in the gutter seemed for a moment to fill all the air.

Flamsted quarries Mary E. Waller

That is why civilisation has got so much in advance of religion that the latter cannot lead or guide the former, but only lags behind, like a horse hitched to a cart-tail.

Pan-Islam

See the shop-boys with their bundles, the young fellow with a lighted cigar in his hand, as you see by the way he keeps it off from his body, the _gamin_ stooping to pick up something in the midst of the moving omnibuses, the stout philosophical carman sitting on his cart-tail, Newman Noggs by the lamp-post at the corner.

The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 08, No. 45, July, 1861 Various