"Sweet grass" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... to go on, dear," she whispered; "I'll try to come back to you.... See what a pretty stream this is," she added, half hysterically, "and such lots of fresh, sweet grass.... Oh, my little horse—my little horse! ...
— Special Messenger • Robert W. Chambers
... it was! This was long sweet grass touching his face, making a couch like down for the battered, wearied body. Surely such travail had been more than mortal. And what was this vast fluttering over his head, this million-voiced discord round him, like the buffetings and cries ...
— The Judgment House • Gilbert Parker
... could use; and had plenty left over—five tents and a cook camp, with no crowding. It was one of the pleasantest camps I ever saw. Our green dome overhead protected us absolutely from the sun; high sweet grass grew all about us; the breeze wandered lazily up from the distant Indian Ocean. Directly before our tent door the slope fell gently away through a sparse cocoanut grove whose straight stems panelled our view, then rose again to the clear-cut ...
— African Camp Fires • Stewart Edward White
... a handsome young man approached and entered his dwelling. His cheeks were red with the blood of youth; his eyes sparkled with life, and a smile played upon his lips. He walked with a light and quick step. His forehead was bound with a wreath of sweet grass, in place of the warrior's frontlet, and he carried a bunch ...
— The Indian Fairy Book - From the Original Legends • Cornelius Mathews
... it under my bed," laughed Helen. "No, sir! I took it out to a far distant coulee where I used to go to play—a long way from the bunk-house—and I hitched Bozie to a stub of a tree where there was nice, short, sweet grass for him. ...
— The Girl from Sunset Ranch - Alone in a Great City • Amy Bell Marlowe
... watch his mother while she stood weaving the wet rushes into mats to cover the lodge in summer, or while she sat on the floor with her feet crossed under her, making baskets out of sweet grass or embroidering with brightly dyed porcupine quills. But if he showed his pleasure or offered to help her, she looked stern and shook her head, saying, "Go out into the field and run; then you will be swift when you ...
— Four American Indians - King Philip, Pontiac, Tecumseh, Osceola • Edson L. Whitney
... had happened. He knew that Zeke had asked her to sing. They two were sitting on the ground, while the pony cropped away at the sweet grass. ...
— Jewel - A Chapter In Her Life • Clara Louise Burnham
... built a fire, and began to get out all his medicine. He unwrapped his bundle and took out his pipe and his rattles and his other things. After a time, the fire burned down until it was only coals and his lodge was dark, and on the fire he threw sweet-scented herbs, sweet grass, and sweet pine, so as to draw ...
— Blackfoot Lodge Tales • George Bird Grinnell |
