With them he pushed off; and, after much weary pulling
, and many perilous, unsuccessful onsets, he at last succeeded in getting one iron fast.
The baby employed the intervals in pulling
Tom's nose, scratching his face, and burying her fat hands in his woolly hair, which last operation seemed to afford her special content.
What with the cries aboard the steamer, and the furious blowing off of her steam, and her driving on, and our driving on, I could not at first distinguish sky from water or shore from shore; but, the crew of the galley righted her with great speed, and, pulling
certain swift strong strokes ahead, lay upon their oars, every man looking silently and eagerly at the water astern.
And there, tied to the Doctor's ship, were a thousand strings; and two thousand swallows were pulling
on each string--all terribly swift fliers.
My first impression was that they were in the very act of pulling
out from the bay; and that, after all my exertions, I had come too late.
There is use also of ambitious men, in pulling
down the greatness of any subject that overtops; as Tiberius used Marco, in the pulling
down of Sejanus.
We were pulling
down stream, and, as we came round the bend, we noticed a couple of men on the bank.
A dirty, barefooted maid was sitting on a trunk, and, having undone her pale-colored plait, was pulling
it straight and sniffing at her singed hair.
Daylight paused for nothing, heading for the door and pulling
down his ear-flaps.
And the two youths, pulling
in opposite directions with chain and rope, stretched him into helplessness.
When we passed Point Pedro we noticed many signs of activity among the shrimp-catchers, and, well into San Pablo Bay, we observed a widely scattered fleet of Upper Bay fishing-boats hastily pulling
in their nets and getting up sail.
You had better be careful how you indulge in such jokes again,' said Nicholas, 'or you may find an allusion to pulling
noses rather a dangerous reminder for the subject of your facetiousness.
up the rug he flung himself back on the pillow.
The girl rowed, pulling
a pair of sculls very easily; the man, with the rudder-lines slack in his hands, and his hands loose in his waistband, kept an eager look out.
The lively notes of the guard's key-bugle vibrate in the clear cold air, and wake up the old gentleman inside, who, carefully letting down the window-sash half-way, and standing sentry over the air, takes a short peep out, and then carefully pulling
it up again, informs the other inside that they're going to change directly; on which the other inside wakes himself up, and determines to postpone his next nap until after the stoppage.