Early next morn, me and Jim stretched away across the veld, towards the Fish River, carrying a tin for the honey and a hunk of black bread.
"Tales from the Veld"
Ernest Glanville
Having found the one that seemed to suit him; he cut off from its flank a hunk of meat with his keen weapon and producing a flint and steel soon had the meat toasting over a blaze.
"The Boy Aviators in Africa"
Captain Wilbur Lawton
At the first hunk we bound with uncontrollable mirth; coming to the second, we run with a slower but stronger tread; coming to the third, our step is feeble; coming to the fourth, our breath entirely gives out.
"Around The Tea-Table"
T. De Witt Talmage