The bullocks went off into the long hissing snorts that Indian cattle give, and pushed and crowded and slued and stamped and slipped and nearly fell down in the mud
, grunting savagely.
The boat, which I judged a small skiff from the quick stroke of the oars, was landing in the mud about fifty yards up the beach.
Any place was safer than the island, and I turned instinctively to the water, or rather to the mud.
Does the black fetid mud, abounding with organic matter, yield the sulphur and ultimately the sulphuric acid?
The mud is so soft that it is impossible to walk over them, even for the shortest distance.
When the horses were swollen out to about twice their natural dimensions (there seems to be an idea here, that this kind of inflation improves their going), we went forward again, through mud and mire, and damp, and festering heat, and brake and bush, attended always by the music of the frogs and pigs, until nearly noon, when we halted at a place called Belleville.
The horses belonging to the bar, the judge, and witnesses, were tied to temporary racks set up roughly in the road; by which is to be understood, a forest path, nearly knee-deep in mud and slime.
She was very cleanly and plainly dressed, had country mud upon her shoes, and was newly come from a journey.
Heedless of the smoke and mud and wet, and of her two long journeys, she was gazing at it, as if the heavy thrum that issued from its many stories were proud music to her.
Away they fly, splashing through the mud, and rattling along the pavements:
Oliver lay, covered with mud and dust, and bleeding from the mouth, looking wildly round upon the heap of faces that surrounded him, when the old gentleman was officiously dragged and pushed into the circle by the foremost of the pursuers.
cried old Wardle, leaping out of his own vehicle, and pointing to one covered with wet mud, which was standing in the yard.
Jingle, completely coated with mud thrown up by the wheels, was plainly discernible at the window of his chaise; and the motion of his arm, which was waving violently towards the postillions, denoted that he was encouraging them to increased exertion.
The startling object which thus made an epoch for uncle Pullet was no other than little Lucy, with one side of her person, from her small foot to her bonnet-crown, wet and discolored with mud, holding out two tiny blackened hands, and making a very piteous face.
he added, pointing to a peninsula of dry grass, with trodden mud on each side of it; for Tom's contemptuous conception of a girl included the attribute of being unfit to walk in dirty places.