Then I felt all about for him-and he was gone and I crawled to the edge of the bluff-but although I knew he was gone over there and washed by the terrible current far down the river by that time, I couldn't follow him, whether from cowardice or weakness.
"The Eye of Dread"
Payne Erskine
There he stood, trembling, but not with cold, nor with cowardice, nor with fatigue.
"The Eye of Dread"
Payne Erskine
There isn't any reform for such as I. I tell you the consciousness of my own moral cowardice is with me day and night.
"The Locusts' Years"
Mary Helen Fee