He would get away out East again with what he had already made and resume the old, safe, easy river-life, receiving his stacks of "reading matter" from London, reading until his brain was soft and soggy with foolish dreams.
"Command"
William McFee
The baby that set up such a howl was a fat, yellowish-white, small-eyed creature, looking like a great, soggy, overboiled potato.
"In Wild Rose Time"
Amanda M. Douglas
The soggy sidewalks glistened in the light from the street-corner lamps, and here and there along the pavement water was forming in little pools.
"The Gray Phantom's Return"
Herman Landon