wolf-trap

His bearded lips parted, but in that instant the Gael's hands shot to his throat and locked there like a wolf-trap.

People of the Dark Howard, Robert E. 2005

Five days back, on a steep slope of the valley not far from the wolf track to a watering place, and close to a belt of young fir-trees surrounded by a snow-topped coppice, some men from a neighbouring farm had set a powerful wolf-trap, above which they had thrown a dead calf.

Tales of the Wilderness Boris Pilniak 1915

Guileless of cunning, he alighted and was devouring a second lump when -- clank -- the dust was flirted high and the Marsh Hawk was held by his toes, struggling vainly in the jaws of a powerful wolf-trap.

Animal Heroes Ernest Thompson Seton 1903

He struck at the Doomsman with his hunting-knife, but the latter caught his wrist with the grip of a wolf-trap.

The Doomsman Van Tassel Sutphen 1903

In the north they became acquainted with the snare formed by plateaus falling abruptly away into the wolf-trap of ravines, where the enemy, lying in ambush, refused to give ground.

World's War Events $v Volume 3 Beginning with the departure of the first American destroyers for service abroad in April, 1917, and closing with the treaties of peace in 1919. 1902

He had fallen twice into a wolf-trap in his youth, and once he had been beaten and left for dead; so he knew the manners and customs of men.

The Kipling Reader Selections from the Books of Rudyard Kipling Rudyard Kipling 1900

A young Indian lad of about seventeen, ghastly under his copper skin and faint from loss of blood, lay with his ankle held in a powerful wolf-trap, a bloody knife at his side.

The Patrol of the Sun Dance Trail Ralph Connor 1898

He had fallen twice into a wolf-trap in his youth, and once he had been beaten and left for dead; so he knew the manners and customs of men.

The Jungle Book. 1893

For the old man had laboriously fetched out a rusty wolf-trap, and was now earnestly inspecting and overhauling it.

Southern Lights and Shadows William Dean Howells 1878

There by the grain-bin, with ashy countenance and shaking limbs, the sweat of anguish upon his forehead, his eyes roving dumbly around the circle of faces revealed by the flickering light of the brands -- there with the dreadful wolf-trap (locked by its chain to a stanchion) hanging to his right arm, its fangs bitten through and through the flesh, stood Sammy.

Southern Lights and Shadows William Dean Howells 1878