He passed out through the postern and along the sodden and Queachy aedge of the prairie, involuntarily making his way to Father Beret's cabin.
"Alice of Old Vincennes"
Maurice Thompson
So Mr. and Mrs. Frog, By the peeping stars made bold, Came back by the Queachy bog, To their froggies all yellow as gold.
"Cole's Funny Picture Book No. 1"
Edward William Cole