If you are careful of your men, and camp on hard ground
, the army will be free from disease of every kind, and this will spell victory.
Guph was considerably shaken when he fell upon the hard ground
, but he appeared to take no notice of the impertinence and composed himself to speak again to the Grand Gallipoot.
It was some time before the girl could find a comfortable position upon the hard ground
, but at last, the baby in the hollow of her arm, she dropped asleep from utter exhaustion.
In the meantime, they had seated themselves together on the hard ground
peaceably and sociably, just as if, as soon as day broke, they were not going to break one another's heads.
The trapper made a gesture of compliance, and turning in his tracks, he led Asinus across the trembling earth of the swale, and quickly emerged on the hard ground
, on the side opposite to the encampment of the squatter.
A keen wind was blowing, and rushed against them fiercely: bleaching the hard ground
, shaking the white frost from the trees and hedges, and whirling it away like dust.
Then, as the darkness closed in, the daughter laid her head down on the hard ground
close at the father's side, and watched him.
It died away, and the sound of the rain falling on miles of hard ground
and grass changed to the muffled drum of water on soft earth.
He ground his teeth and was silent: he arrested his step and struck his boot against the hard ground
. Some hated thought seemed to have him in its grip, and to hold him so tightly that he could not advance.
"Oh, the Barby run, I hear," answered the other; "nine miles at least, and hard ground
; no chance of getting in at the finish, unless you're a first-rate scud."
Now while he followed the cattle across sandy ground, all the tracks showed quite clearly in the dust; but when he had finished the long way across the sand, presently the cows' track and his own could not be traced over the hard ground
. But a mortal man noticed him as he drove the wide-browed kine straight towards Pylos.
Razumov stamped his foot--and under the soft carpet of snow felt the hard ground
of Russia, inanimate, cold, inert, like a sullen and tragic mother hiding her face under a winding-sheet-- his native soil!--his very own--without a fireside, without a heart!