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Then, as Richards cocked his foot to kick, Tom jumped. With a mighty leaping dive, he sent his body hurtling headlong toward Richards just as he kicked. Tom's body crashed into the ball and Richards. The two boys went down in a heap but the ball caromed off his chest and rolled over the goal line. The whistle blew ending the game.
She kicked aside the loose earth, and saw that box and Bunny were both gone, and, not content with that, they had partially chewed up the tombstone, which lay upon its face a little distance away. They, of course, meant Betsy and Doctor. "There was no use in my putting: 'Laverack setters not allowed," she said to herself sorrowfully, and she ran off to tell her Mother of this latest tragedy.
This so enraged him that he beat and kicked his wife so heartily that for some time even her life was in danger, and Thuriot lost all hopes of being a father. Before the Revolution, Thuriot had been, for fraud and forgery, struck off the roll as an advocate, and therefore joined it as a patriot. In 1791, he was chosen a deputy to the National Assembly, and in 1792 to the National Convention.
The trainer chuckled, and at that instant the cheering rose to a new height of intensity. "What's that?" asked Clint, struggling to get up. "Rollins kicked goal," was the answer. "Lie still a minute, boy." "Then then we've won?" exclaimed Clint, realisation of victory pouring over him like a wave and setting his heart to thumping.
The Yale full-back reached out his hands for the pigskin, caught it and dropped it. There was a rush of men toward him, and some one's foot kicked the ball. It rolled toward Andy. In a flash he had it tucked under his arm, and started in a wild dash for the Harvard goal line. "Get him! Get that man!" "Smear him!" "Interference! Interference! Get after him!" "It's Blair! Andy Blair!"
Howe led those who marched at the rail fence, and General Pigot led the assault upon the redoubt. Both bodies of the regulars advanced with occasional ineffective volleys. At first, says tradition, a few Americans fired when the troops came in range, but Prescott and his officers, leaping upon the parapet of the redoubt, kicked up the muzzles of the guns.
But the Infantes heeded not what they said, and heat them cruelly with the saddle-girths, and kicked them with their spurs, so that their garments were torn, and stained with blood. Oh, if the Cid Campeador had come upon them at that hour!
"I see him;" and went pell-mell down the stone steps to his side. Sir Jeoffry followed her in haste. 'Twould not have been to his humour now to have her brains kicked out. "Hey!" he called, as he hurried. "Keep away from his heels, thou little devil."
No one heeded his fall except his brothers; the gardener came by and gathered the apples and pears, but did not look at the walnut-tree; and when he kicked the fallen walnut with his feet he took no more notice of it than if it had been a pebble. "'Is that our fate? sighed the walnuts. 'Now we know we are no good. What is the use of trying to grow?
Come and help me!" replied Ruth, and in half a minute the three boys, having kicked off their skates, were in the glade. "Merciful goodness!" gasped Bob Steele. "See what a beast that is!" Tom, with a cry of pain, dashed forward and fell beside Ruth to examine the mastiff. "My poor dog!" he cried. "Is he badly hurt? What's happened to him?" "Did she shoot that panther?" demanded Isadore Phelps.
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