"French and Russian prisoners are working on the roads, wheeling barrows of stone and filling the holes made by shell fire.

The barons raised no barrow upon the shore, as with his dying speech he had bidden them.

The watchman shook his head, and setting the barrow in motion, proceeded along a narrow footpath across the fields.

We pushed our barrows, and our burdens bore; We drove our wagons, and our oxen led.

Sir, he would bring home a grinding barrow, which you see in every street in London, and think that he had furnished a wonderful improvement.

Ever since the Decease of [Cully ]- Mully-Puff of agreeable and noisy Memory, I cannot say I have observed any thing sold in Carts, or carried by Horse or Ass, or in fine, in any moving Market, which is not perished or putrified; witness the Wheel-barrows of rotten Raisins, Almonds, Figs, and Currants, which you see vended by a Merchant dressed in a second-hand Suit of a Foot Soldier.

"I went out into the yard, unlocked the gate, trundled the barrow out into the alley, and locked the gate behind me.

They followed the progress of the billowing mother and her husky infant with amused eyes, and at the corner of the street she attempted to turn the barrow, ran into a stone, upset the barrow and spilled the infant on the ground.

"I want a wheel-barrow."

"I s'pose," said the diplomatic Mr. Hogg, who was well acquainted with his neighbour's tidy and methodical habits"I s'pose you couldn't lend me your barrow for half an hour?

A hougue, therefore, means a mound or hillock, and in the present instance, the addition of bye is obviously a contraction of Hambye; and, in accordance with the foregoing tradition, means literally the barrow or tomb of the Seigneur de Hambye.

Four men trotted to a magazine that was in an earthen kennel and came back bearing a wheelless sheet- metal barrow on which rested a three-foot-long brass shell, very trim and slim and handsome and shiny like gold.

Occasionally there would be a man shoving a barrow, with a baby and possibly a muddle of bedclothing in the barrow together.

Then Justina observed a good-sized doll, comfortably put to bed on one of the hall chairs, and tightly tucked up in some manifest pinafores; near it stood a child's wheel-barrow, half full of picture-books.

On the edge of the crowd an old man, who had been trying to force his way through it, was being guyed by a gang of louts who had surrounded an ice-cream barrow.

They followed the progress of the billowing mother and her husky infant with amused eyes, and at the corner of the street she attempted to turn the barrow, ran into a stone, upset the barrow and spilled the infant on the ground.

The evening being advanced, they passed the barrow of the Athenian slain unnoticed, but next morning they examined minutely the field of battle, and fancied they had made antiquarian discoveries.

Mirko's violin and his father's, in their cases, were on a chair beside a small pile of music; the water-jug had in it a bunch of yellow chrysanthemums probably bought off a barrow.

At the first toll, down dropt the barrows, the half-flung shovelfuls fell to the ground, and all labour stopt as suddenly as if the men had been moved by the pull of one string.

He had nearly filled his barrow, after trundling it for four miles.

I turned back a dozen paces, put down the barrow and crossed the pavementwith the compass in my hand, lest I should not be able to find the barrow again.

To remove this eyesore he had one of my nurses hunt up a wheel-barrow, and two shovelsshovels were accessible by this timeand ordered him and another to wheel that rubbish out into the street.

" And chuckling as if he had said a good thing, he impelled his barrow forward more quickly.

After leaving Ablington we once more ascend the hill and make our way along an old, disused road, probably an ancient British track, in preference to keeping to the highwayin the first place because it is by far the shortest, and secondly because we intend to go somewhat out of our way to inspect two ancient barrows, the resting-place of the chiefs of old, of whom Ossian (or was it Macpherson?)

Do you not know those long barrows that cast their shadows at evening upon the lonely downs, those round tumuli that are dark even in the sun, where lie the men of the old time before us, our forefathers?