Our targets were enemy Batteries and Brigade Headquarters.

The favorite target was a conical floating buoy, showing red on the sunlit surface of the harbor, some four hundred yards away.

Time's sublimest target Is a soul 'forgot'! XI.

Our target that afternoon was a point in the Austrian front line on a long, low, brown hill lying right below us, known officially as Hill 126.

In short, they were discontented with the share they received of the loaves and fishes, and thus the target of their adulation during the summer of hope, became the butt for their abuse in the winter of disappointment.

Here you see your target which is so rare these days when British infantrymen have stormed and taken trenches without ever seeing a Germanand the target is a bird, a man-bird.