"Hake" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... his friend like his shadow, sprang forward and engaged Hake, who had recovered his sword, and who found this new enemy little, if at all, less ...
— Erling the Bold • R.M. Ballantyne
... boy, I lived on the rugged coast of New England. The sea abounded in cod, hake, mackerel, and many other kinds of fish. The mackerel came in "schools" in late summer, and sometimes were very plentiful. One day, my uncle James determined to go after some of these fish, with his son ...
— St. Nicholas Magazine for Boys and Girls, Vol. 5, September 1878, No. 11 • Various
... sick, he said, after what you wrote about that old hake Gregory. O you inquisitional drunken jewjesuit! She gets you a job on the paper and then you go and slate her drivel to Jaysus. Couldn't you ...
— Ulysses • James Joyce
... found in the coastal waters of the United States number many hundred species, some of them of great value as food. Among the most important are cod, haddock, hake, halibut, Flounder, herring, bluefish, mackeral, weakfish or squeteague, mullet, snapper, drum, ...
— Boy Scouts Handbook - The First Edition, 1911 • Boy Scouts of America
... and Gibbon were streaming in confusion to the rear. Two batteries had been abandoned, and before Hake's onset the left of Birney's infantry gave ground for fifty yards. But the rash advance had reached its climax. Unsupported, and with empty cartridge-boxes, the Southerners were unable to face the fire from the road; sixteen guns had opened on them with canister; and after suffering heavy losses ...
— Stonewall Jackson And The American Civil War • G. F. R. Henderson
... (haddock, cod, ling, or hake are the best for the purpose). 1oz. of butter. 2 or 3 eggs. Pepper and salt. Some white crumbs. Parsley. ...
— The Skilful Cook - A Practical Manual of Modern Experience • Mary Harrison
... it was now. After the Arab I wint, neck an crop, an' away he wint like the wind, flingin' off his burnous as he ran; but I was light, bein' naked, d'ye see, an' soon overhauled him. For a starn-chase it was the shortest I remember. When I came up wid him I made a grab at his head, an his hake—is that what ye calls it?—comed away in me hand, leaving his shaved head open to view, wid the tuft o' hair on ...
— The Pirate City - An Algerine Tale • R.M. Ballantyne |
