cornet's

The cornet's red face became a still deeper purple as the cruel noose compressed his throat, and he tried to use his pistol; but his convulsively quivering hand could not aim straight, and the bullet flew wild across the plain.

Taras Bulba and Other Tales 1952

And, as soon as ever the cornet's servants had set me at liberty, I hastened to the Waiwode's residence to sell my pearls.

Taras Bulba and Other Tales 1952

As I laid down in the field cornet's tent, with his son, a boy of fifteen, at one side of me, and a man over sixty on the other, I could not help thinking of the great tragedy of all that was yet before these people when they would begin to realise that they called in vain on their

Impressions of a War Correspondent George Lynch

'Th' cornet's not ye'er insthrument, 'says Dorsey.

Mr. Dooley: In the Hearts of His Countrymen Finley Peter Dunne 1901

A camp song rises above the clinking of the bottles and glasses; a wench slaps a cornet's face for a pilfered kiss; a drunken guardsman quarrels over an unduly heavy die.

The Grey Cloak Harold MacGrath 1901

'But you shall never live to see it,' said Saxon, and stooping over he fired straight at the cornet's head.

Micah Clarke His Statement as made to his three grandchildren Joseph, Gervas and Reuben During the Hard Winter of 1734 Arthur Conan Doyle 1894

People laughed at the dragoon's notion: but there were few of Mr. Eversleigh's guests who liked his new acquaintance, and there were some who kept altogether aloof from the young cornet's rooms, after two or three evenings spent in the society of Mr. Carrington.

Run to Earth A Novel 1875

Reginald, as the two young men dined together in the cornet's quarters,

Run to Earth A Novel 1875

'And my Lukashka is at the cordon; they won't let him come home,' said the visitor, though the cornet's wife had known all this long ago.

The Cossacks Leo Tolstoy 1869

Nazarka remained with the women on the earth-bank and their laughter was still heard, but Lukashka, having slowly moved away from the girls, crouched down like a cat and then suddenly started running lightly, holding his dagger to steady it: not homeward, however, but towards the cornet's house.

The Cossacks Leo Tolstoy 1869