Well, sir, we can't drive over that tree, nor yet get round it; there will be nothing for it, but to go back to the four crossways, and that will be a good six miles before we get round to the wooden bridge
again; it will make us late, but the horse is fresh.
Black shadows hovered under the arches of the old stone bridge
Midway up the slope between the bridge
and fort were the spectators -- a single company of infantry in line, at "parade rest," the butts of their rifles on the ground, the barrels inclining slightly backward against the right shoulder, the hands crossed upon the stock.
See how they stretch their shoulders up the slope toward the bridge
, with all the more energy because they are so near home.
But when he looked back at the cliff, there, hanging across the river, was a bridge
all ready for him--made of living monkeys
The wide expanse that opened out before the heights on which the Russian batteries stood guarding the bridge
was at times veiled by a diaphanous curtain of slanting rain, and then, suddenly spread out in the sunlight, far-distant objects could be clearly seen glittering as though freshly varnished.
He did not in any way exaggerate the condition of the bridge
They found the body of old man Baker hanging by the neck from one of the beams of the bridge
, immediately beneath the spot where the apparition had stood.
From a tradition that the weapon with which the Norwegian champion was slain, resembled a pear, or, as others say, that the trough or boat in which the soldier floated under the bridge
to strike the blow, had such a shape, the country people usually begin a great market, which is held at Stamford, with an entertainment called the Pear-pie feast, which after all may be a corruption of the Spear-pie feast.
As I stood speculating upon our chances once we settled into the frightful Maelstrom beneath us and at the same time mentally computing the hours which must elapse before aid could reach us, the wireless operator clambered up the ladder to the bridge
, and, disheveled and breathless, stood before me at salute.
Their appearance was not calculated to attract the importunate regards of such of London's destitute population, as chanced to take their way over the bridge
that night in search of some cold arch or doorless hovel wherein to lay their heads; they stood there in silence: neither speaking nor spoken to, by any one who passed.
Over this bridge
the Scoodlers led their prisoners, through the opening into the mountain, which they found to be an immense hollow dome lighted by several holes in the roof.