Their eyes were scarcely open, and they lay huddled together like three enormous striped kittens, and spat at us and bristled their little moustaches much as an angry cat would do.

Just in time to confront, or be confronted by, an austere lady in stiff satin or brocade and with bristling iron-gray hair!

Under bristling eyebrows he shot a swift look at this self-assured youngster.

Sparsely over the dull surface grew the few shrubs that could survive the heat and dryness,stunted, unlovely things of burr, spine, thorn, or saw-edged leaf,all bent one ways by the sand blown against them,bristling cactus and crouching mesquite bushes.

Wading among sprawling babies and bristling wolf-dogs, he threaded the great camp, and on its outskirts came upon a woman at work by the light of a fire.

He bristled his ends, and he kept them going; And felt to each moment a stitch was owing, Until he got round the shoe.

Candace immediately began mentally to bristle her feathers like a hen who sees a hawk in the distance, and responded with decision: "Den you heard sometin', for once in your life!"

"Dark-crawl'dglided dark the unspeakable swarms, Clump'd together in masses, misshapen and vast Here clung and here bristled the fashionless forms Here the dark-moving bulk of the Hammer-fish pass'd And with teeth grinning white, and a menacing motion, Went the terrible Sharkthe Hyena of Ocean.

Along its rim bristled a scrubby fringe of weeds, black against a rosy cloud.

And of all the seeds, the one that thriftiest thrives Is the color of ruby wine, when it flashes high Who would think the tiny seed so fair to the eye Could cast such a deadly shade over countless lives, And branch out into murder in one springing shoot; Thrifty branches of sin, bristling with thorns of woe Shadowing graves where broken hearts lie low, And minds that were God-like lowered beneath the brute.

They arch themselves, with bristling neck-hackle.

Charming state of affairs for little de Blavincourtalone and unarmed in a room full of bristling Huns with that fatal map in his possession.

This scalplock stood bristling straight up a few inches, and then curved over and hung down his back about two feet.

" "So you, too, are asserting that I'm not manly," bristled Mr. Jetson haughtily.

Tremors, born within me that day when old gray, bristling Leggett, our Principal, opened the schoolroom door upon Lucy Tait, are as poignant, as sweetly terrible, now as in that far time when the light of her wondrous presence first fell upon me.

" William Dean Howells is the kindliest of critics, but now and then some popular novelist's conceit will cause him to bristle up a little.

His hair and fiercely bristling mustache had turned entirely white since they had last seen him.

But the rear-guard was saved, and, with a hedge of bristling pikes behind, Sir Benedict's sore-battered company marched on along the forest-road and breathed again, the while their pursuers, staggered in their onset, paused to re-form ere they thundered down upon that devoted rear-guard once more.

And in his lines on the Eagle, from another gem: So when with bristling plumes the bird of Jove, Vindictive leaves the argent fields above, Borne on broad wings the guilty world he awes, And grasps the lightning in his shining claws.

At the other extremity, as is absolutely necessary in all navigation, the forecastle was reasonably clear, though even this important part of the deck was bristling with the flukes of no less than nine anchors that lay in a row across its breadth, the wild roadsteads of this end of the lake rendering such a provision of ground-tackle absolutely indispensable to the safety of every craft that ventured into its eastern horn.

Eastward and southward bristle the Slavs, and behind the Slavs are the colossal possibilities of Asia.

Twice during the ghostly hours of that night the absolute and undeniable certainty that some presencesome most gashly silent beingstood at my right elbow, so thrilled me, that I leapt to my feet to confront it with clenched fists, and hairs that bristled stiff in horror and frenzy.

" At that moment the cat rushed up the short staircase from the lower room, and springing on the bed, stood with bristling tail and glaring eyes, intently watching the door.

" "In what way?" asked the clergyman, bristling a trifle.

Mother bristled upMotherand even more than Aunt Hattie had.