The soldiers hazed him, spitting at him, bumping into him, glaring and swearing at him; but he always reciprocated with such a withering look of contempt that they soon grew tired of the sport.
"For Every Man A Reason"
Patrick Wilkins
A freight train, the engine spitting live cinders and greasy smoke, clanged up the street between us and the model plant.
"I Walked in Arden"
Jack Crawford
Mr. Spokesly, coming in behind his employer at that moment, thought it was remarkably like a cat spitting.
"Command"
William McFee