"Pouched" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... in the willow-shade before the door of our hut, cross-legged, too, writing in my journal of what had occurred since last I set down the details of the day. This finished, I pouched quill, ink-horn, and journal, and sat a-thinking for a while of that strange maid, and what mischance might come of her woodland roving all alone—with Indian Butler out, and all that vile and painted, blue-eyed crew ...
— The Hidden Children • Robert W. Chambers
... and out from among them a man came forth silently and cautiously. He was an old man—an old man who had once been fat, but with age had grown lean again, so that now his skin was by odds too large for him. It lay on the back of his neck in folds. Under the chin he was pouched like a pelican and about the jowls was wattled like a ...
— The Escape of Mr. Trimm - His Plight and other Plights • Irvin S. Cobb
... smile as he pouched the pelf, 'I'm glad that I'm quit of them, win or lose: You can fetch them in when it suits yourself, And you'll find the skins — on the kangaroos!' Then he left — and the silence settled down Like a ...
— Rio Grande's Last Race and Other Verses • Andrew Barton 'Banjo' Paterson
... he enjoyed in keeping his epidermis free from the parked razors of revenge, he pouched a few hundred dollars' surplus before the hour of payment ceased. With it, including the borrowed and juggled thousand, he had incurred an obligation to repay another staggering sum on the ...
— Lady Luck • Hugh Wiley
... he said, grinning oafishly as he pouched the guinea. "I'd rather have a new coat than a new missus, and, swelp ...
— The Yeoman Adventurer • George W. Gough
... my lad, take them five shilling, And on my advice in future think; So Billy pouched them all so willing, And got that night disguised ...
— Tom Brown's Schooldays • Thomas Hughes
... He pouched the gold dust that Johnny shook into the palm of his hand at a guess, bowed formally to each of us in turn, picked up his bag and departed, rigidly erect, the fine red dust crawling and eddying ...
— Gold • Stewart White |
