I know not how far Cadmus had gone, nor could he himself have told you, when at no great distance before him, he beheld a brindled cow.
But still the brindled cow trudged on, whisking her tail to keep the flies away, and taking as little notice of Cadmus as she well could.
But still, whether he liked the place or no, the brindled cow never offered to lie down.
O brindled cow," cried he, in a tone of despair, "do you never mean to stop?
There was a fishy flavor to the milk, too, which I could not at all account for, till one morning happening to take a stroll along the beach among some fishermen's boats, I saw Hosea's brindled
cow feeding on fish remnants, and marching along the sand with each foot in a cod's decapitated head, looking very slip-shod, I assure ye.
A fine brindled
cow with a large udder was attached to the cart behind.
At length, after they had danced a good while, Interest drew out a great purse, made of the skin of a large brindled
cat and to all appearance full of money, and flung it at the castle, and with the force of the blow the boards fell asunder and tumbled down, leaving the damsel exposed and unprotected.
The company coming, and the accident to the brindled
cow, was all the news I had to take to the farm.
Nothing was stirring except a brindled
, grey cat, which crept from the ashes, and saluted me with a querulous mew.
At last, the musk-deer, the shyest and almost the smallest of the deerlets, came, too, her big rabbity ears erect; even brindled
, silent mushick-nabha must needs find out what the light in the shrine meant, and drop out her moose-like nose into Purun Bhagat's lap, coming and going with the shadows of the fire.
Maggie felt sure that Bob was wicked, without very distinctly knowing why; unless it was because Bob's mother was a dreadfully large fat woman, who lived at a queer round house down the river; and once, when Maggie and Tom had wandered thither, there rushed out a brindled
dog that wouldn't stop barking; and when Bob's mother came out after it, and screamed above the barking to tell them not to be frightened, Maggie thought she was scolding them fiercely, and her heart beat with terror.
And there, in the middle of it, was the man himself--his face twisted like a lost soul in torment, and his great brindled
beard stuck upward in his agony.