"Ah, Anna dear," Eliza said, "shure it's yerself that knows how t' make a moi'ty go th' longest distance over dhry throats an' empty stomachs!
"My Lady of the Chimney Corner"
Alexander Irvine
Instead, they had their throats cut.
"For Every Man A Reason"
Patrick Wilkins
Piece after piece went down the canine throats with a gulp.
"My Attainment of the Pole"
Frederick A. Cook