Many a time have I heard the old colt revolver barking at intervals through the evening, but the performance was taken quite as a matter of course.
"Reminiscences of a South African Pioneer"
W. C. Scully
My only weapon was an old colt revolver.
"Reminiscences of a South African Pioneer"
W. C. Scully
On its being opened, she led them across the field to a deep ditch on the farther side, when, what was their surprise to find that her colt had fallen into it, and was struggling on its back with its legs in the air, utterly unable to extricate itself.
"Stories of Animal Sagacity"
W.H.G. Kingston