One of the children now produced some fruit, with which it fed its shaggy playfellow, while the other climbed up on its back, and sat there, fearlessly urging its strange steed to move on.
"Stories of Animal Sagacity"
W.H.G. Kingston
If his playfellow hid himself behind a curtain, Fop would go carefully past that particular curtain, looking behind the others and the rest of the furniture, and when he thought he had looked long enough, seize the concealing curtain, and drag it aside in triumph.
"Stories of Animal Sagacity"
W.H.G. Kingston
Friend without change, playfellow without strife, Food without fulnesse, counsaile without pride, Is this sweet doubling of our single life.
"Bracebridge Hall, or The Humorists"
Washington Irving