Promptly followed the dingy train's short run up the shore of the New Canal, and then its stop athwart St. Charles Street, under no roof, amid no throng, without one huzza or cry of welcome, and the prompt dispersal of the outwardly burdenless wanderers, in small knots afoot, up-town, down-town, many of them trying to say over again those last words from the chief hero of their four years' trial by fire.
"Kincaid's Battery"
George W. Cable
He burdened her with his inflated notions of how burdenless she ought to be.
"The Princess Priscilla's Fortnight"
Elizabeth von Arnim