Across his fat red face there spread an oily smile which sank on each side into a coarse iron-grey stubble.
"I Walked in Arden"
Jack Crawford
As he neared a corner, driving wearily, he turned and glanced back along the rows of piled-up sheaves which stood blazing with light down the belt of gleaming stubble.
"A Prairie Courtship"
Harold Bindloss
The binder which flung them out moved along the edge of the oats in front of him, and another man was busy among the crackling stubble a pace or two behind, for a neighbor had driven across to help him on the previous evening, and the station-agent had at last sent him out a man from the railroad settlement.
"A Prairie Courtship"
Harold Bindloss