As the spears and arrows do not pierce the elephant's hide, the poor negroes fight the depredators with the help of fire, with the aid of cries imitating a cockerel's crow, by digging pits, and constructing traps made of the trunks of trees.
"In Desert and Wilderness"
Henryk Sienkiewicz
She reserved a few arrows till her departure.
"The Locusts' Years"
Mary Helen Fee
With lances, bows, arrows, and stones in hand, we next crossed a low hill, beyond which was located our precious cache of meat.
"My Attainment of the Pole"
Frederick A. Cook