One was Justice, a roan
cob, used for riding or for the luggage cart; the other was an old brown hunter, named Sir Oliver; he was past work now, but was a great favorite with the master, who gave him the run of the park; he sometimes did a little light carting on the estate, or carried one of the young ladies when they rode out with their father, for he was very gentle and could be trusted with a child as well as Merrylegs.
I was outwitted by my first victim, a thin old gentleman riding a
cob at night on the Geelong road.
He looks up at the coach, and just then a pea hits him on the nose, and some catches his
cob behind and makes him dance up on his hind legs.
He had finished gouging out a
cob, and now he fitted a weed stem to it, loaded it with tobacco, and was pressing a coal to the charge and blowing a cloud of fragrant smoke -- he was in the full bloom of luxurious contentment.
I'll go and have a look at them," he said, getting on to the little bay
cob, Kolpik, who was let up by the coachman.
He smoked a
cob pipe and after his wife's death sat all day in his empty office close by a window that was covered with cobwebs.
He was well-mounted upon a sturdy chestnut
cob, and had the graceful seat of an experienced horseman; while his riding gear, though free from such fopperies as were then in vogue, was handsome and well chosen.
He took a few steps away from her, but, returning, said, "By the bye, Tess, your father has a new
cob today.
This horse that had carried the sovereign at reviews in Russia bore him also here on the field of Austerlitz, enduring the heedless blows of his left foot and pricking its ears at the sound of shots just as it had done on the Empress' Field, not understanding the significance of the firing, nor of the nearness of the Emperor Francis' black
cob, nor of all that was being said, thought, and felt that day by its rider.
Beside the door stood two stout
cobs with broad soft-padded saddles, well fitted for easy traveling, and speaking of rich guests in the parlor.
I resumed all my chores, carried in the
cobs and wood and water, and spent the afternoons at the barn, watching Jake shell corn with a hand-sheller.
Of course I cannot ride my
cobs, but I really don't care shucks about that.