It would naturally have been impossible in that noisome cavern of a jail, with its mangy
crowd of drunken, quarrelsome, and song-singing rapscallions.
Let us take him up tenderly, reverently, upon the lowly Shovel, and bear him to his long Rest, with the Prayer that when he rises again it will be a Realm where he will have one good square responsible Sex, and have it all to himself, instead of having a mangy
lot of assorted Sexes scattered all over him in Spots.
Presently when Tom was describing another mangy
, rough deck passenger, he give that shiver again and says:
A bear-leader, a popular street character of the time, was impressed as an additional ornament, before the cavalcade had gone far down the Strand; and his bear, who was black and very mangy
, gave quite an Undertaking air to that part of the procession in which he walked.
The great numbers on their backs, as if they were street doors; their coarse mangy
ungainly outer surface, as if they were lower animals; their ironed legs, apologetically garlanded with pocket-handkerchiefs; and the way in which all present looked at them and kept from them; made them (as Herbert had said) a most disagreeable and degraded spectacle.
They say too--and it is true --that man-eaters become mangy
, and lose their teeth.
Sniffing at his dead feet whined a mangy
The saviour, the former hero, was flying like a mangy
, unkempt sheep-dog at his lackey, and the lackey was jeering at him
Betty, your husband told me, as we came out of church, that your hogs were getting mangy
, and so I have been out to take a look at them, and found it true.
little Jackal, who had been yapping hungrily on a low bluff, cocked up his ears and tail, and scuttered across the shallows to join the Adjutant.
Then soldiers appeared--good-looking, undersized men--wearing each a knapsack covered with mangy
fur, and a great-coat which had been cut for some larger soldier.
Snagsby in his black coat; come the Chadbands; come (when the gorging vessel is replete) the 'prentices and Guster, to be edified; comes at last, with his slouching head, and his shuflle backward, and his shuffle forward, and his shuffle to the right, and his shuffle to the left, and his bit of fur cap in his muddy hand, which he picks as if it were some mangy
bird he had caught and was plucking before eating raw, Jo, the very, very tough subject Mr.