The cavalcade had not long passed, before the branches of the bushes that formed the thicket
were cautiously moved asunder, and a human visage, as fiercely wild as savage art and unbridled passions could make it, peered out on the retiring footsteps of the travelers.
The dreadful death of the unlucky beater, shot in the thicket
like a wild animal, had seemed to him to pre-figure death for himself also.
The guide now led the elephant out of the thicket
, and leaped upon his neck.
At last I did it at a run; and as I emerged from the thicket
upon the sand, I heard some other body come crashing after me.
I examined the thicket
with my dark lantern; it was empty.
The trappers now sallied forth and approached the swamp, firing into the thickets
at random; the Blackfeet had a better sight at their adversaries, who were in the open field, and a half-breed was wounded in the shoulder.
His small bundle of clothes was ready packed, and he was soon treading lightly on the steps of the horse-block, soon walking at a smart pace across the fields towards the thicket
Our direct course towards it lay through a rather populous part of the bay; but desirous as we were of evading the natives and securing an unmolested retreat to the mountains, we determined, by taking a circuit through some extensive thickets
, to avoid their vicinity altogether.
At an early hour one day, he encamped in a narrow valley on the banks of a beautifully clear but rushy pool; surrounded by thickets
bearing abundance of wild cherries, currants, and yellow and purple gooseberries.
After many, many years there came a king's son into that land: and an old man told him the story of the thicket
of thorns; and how a beautiful palace stood behind it, and how a wonderful princess, called Briar Rose, lay in it asleep, with all her court.
According to his statement, and I think he's right," said the doctor, "one could readily believe that there is a corpse hidden behind every thicket
And so thought I, also," cried Robin Hood, bursting out of the thicket
and shouting with laughter till the tears ran down his cheeks.
In the middle of the wood a brown hare with white feet sprang out and, scared by the tramp of the many horses, grew so confused that it leaped along the road in front of them for some time, arousing general attention and laughter, and only when several voices shouted at it did it dart to one side and disappear in the thicket
Especially do I remember the hunger we endured on the mountains between Long Lake and Far Lake, and the calf we caught sleeping in the thicket
On the crest he came through an amazing thicket
of velvet-trunked young madronos, and emerged on an open hillside that led down into