The prisoners were paroled, the artillery parked and the small arms and ammunition destroyed.
a kind of dagger, anlace, MD, C; +anelace+, HD; +anelas+, MD, NED.--Cp.
G.R.C. * * * * * THE ARBALEST OF ROBIN HOOD.
Archery was another favourite amusement, and he was expert at making bows from the thinnings of the Dunglass yews, and arrows tipped with iron ousels--almost the only manual dexterity he possessed.
The instant the whistle fell on his ear, however, he dropped his eyes, covered his teeth, and, leaping through the bushes, flew over the plains like an arrow.
No, his idea of sport across country with an iron-shod stick would rather have been lion-hunting with an assegai (yet, curiously enough, one, Robin Ross-Ellison, lived to play more than one game of golf with Major Jackson on these same Duri Links).
If a wolf is at large, if a mad dog is loose, if a madman is abroad with an ax, it is the part of wisdom to have an adequate weapon and be prepared to use it.
The wild hawk wets her yellow foot In blood of serf and king: Deep bites the brand, sharp smites the axe, And helm and cuirass ring; The foam flies from the charger's flanks, Like wreaths of winter's snow; Spears shiver, and the bright shafts start In thousands from the bow-- Strike up, strike up, my minstrels all Use tongue and tuneful chord-- Be mute!--My music is the clang Of cleaving axe and sword.
it's a good backsword.
In the bat this skin is supported by four elongated fingers of the hand, but in the Pterosaur the fifth (or fourth) finger alone--which is enormously elongated and strengthened--forms its outer frame.
"M. de Vitry, you will have earned a marshal's baton."
Got a hammering of course, but what was left of us cleared it with the bayonet.
MENDACIO, APPETITUS, TACTUS, with a great blackjack in his hand.
60 Now bring the weapon, yonder blade, With which my tuneful pens are made.
Really, a slender sword was of no use with this man; a bludgeon was the only instrument, yet it might wound, and she only wanted to prick.
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Orde spent the day before the jam appeared in constructing what he called a "boomerang."
SEE Dice, brassknuckles and guitar.
Beyond that shadowy vale, the swelling summits of Cannon Mountain rolled away to meet the tumbling waves of Kinsman, dominated by one loftier crested billow that seemed almost ready to curl and break out of green silence into snowy foam.
Under the weight of the dog's body he fell back, as if struck down by a catapult.
"There goes my chance of promotion," Garthwaite laughed, as a woman bore down on the wounded man, brandishing a butcher's cleaver. "
One used to buck at mess of the good time one would have, the comfort of one's club and one's rooms, and the rest of it.
ballesta, f.;, crossbow.
Here and there loutish farm-hands waited for work; and at the corner two or three stout cudgel-men leaned upon their long staves, although the market was two days closed, and there was not a Coventry merchant in sight to be driven away from Stratford trade.
And he could now come to the national wars; from the battles in which popular piety saw Saint James, on his white steed, lopping off the heads of the Moors with his golden cutlass, to the uprising of the people against Napoleon, behind the banner of the parish and with their scapularies on their bosoms.
dagger, pugio, CM; +daggar+, Voc.;
The fourth set of experiments was made in 1834, upon the vessels Magnet, Dart, Eclipse, Flamer, Firefly, Ferret, and Monarch, when the coefficient of performance was found to be 1580.
Understand me--Dirk never told me--" "Dirk Peters" interposed Captain Len Guy, quickly. "
The firearm was trained in the general direction of Bull's stomach.
ACTUALLY, building a flamethrower in your garage, however, is fraught with discouraging difficulty.
This attempt, however, failed even more disastrously than the first, the O.C. having made a most unpleasant fuss on the discovery of two large boxes of mustard and cress "cluttering up," as he called it, the gun-mountings on one of the armored cars, and, when the section moved suddenly in the dead of night, refusing point-blank to allow any available space to be loaded up with Mary's budding garden.
The gambols of the whales were now highly diverting, and, except when a fish became unmanageable and enraged while the harpoon was fixed, or the noose of a rope pulled tight round its tail, they were not at all dangerous to be approached.
Illustration: Flint Hatchet %61.
Peculiarly enough the howitzer shells did much more wounding than killing.
He'll sit a horse, in time, and toss a lance Even with his father.
Among the trophies of war brought to Old Point were a machete, the captured property of a colored trooper, a fine Spanish sword, taken from an officer and a little Cuban lad about nine years old, whose parents had bled for Cuba.
The mortar with a heavy charge throws its missile at a sharp angle upwards, so that, instead of attempting to go through an earthwork, it is thrown into the enclosure.
Our ships lay so near to the Fort that the musket balls fired from their tops, by striking against the chunam walls of the Governor's palace, which was in the very centre of the Fort, were beaten as flat as a half-crown.
I had seen the depth of cunning with which he had duped and betrayed his companions, and I had read in his lean smiling face the cold deliberate cruelty of his nature, as he stood, pistol in hand, over the whimpering coward whom he had outwitted.
The answer came like the click of a cocked revolver.
I got within twelve or fifteen rods of him, and spoke to him with my rifle.
THE SABER TUSK WALRUS, by Elliott Whitney; illustrator: Garret Price.
This year when hay-time came Jack was his daily companion, either following him about in dangerous nearness to the snorting scythe, or curling up an hour at a time on his coat to guard it assiduously from such aggressive monsters as Ground Squirrels and Chipmunks.
"And that object in the camp is, I believe, a wildcat, worrying over our fine ham," remarked Frank, quietly raising the hammers of his shotgun.
Don't I wish I had my slingshot!"
In shooting with the bow and arrow, he could not, by any means, rival their skill and accuracy of aim; but in casting the spear, and wielding the tomahawk, he showed himself their equal; and when he was made to wrestle with his swarthy and half-naked competitors, the superior height and muscular powers of the British lad enabled him to gain the victory in almost every instance.
The directions of the captain were very positive not to remain in the battery a minute after it was taken, but to board the gunboats, leaving only one of the small boats, with the armourer, to spike the guns, for the captain was aware that there were troops stationed along the coast who might come down upon us and beat us off.
A good blow with the stiletto, which there would be no need of repeating, would have immediately paid the insult.
Zerbino turned with indignation to smite him, but the villain, seeing what was coming, galloped off; and meanwhile Cloridan, thinking that his friend was slain, came leaping full of rage out of the wood, and laid about him with his sword in mortal desperation.