What is "saddle-bag"

Usage examples of "saddle-bag".

But then how about the assegai that Nomkubulwana, or rather her effigy, had seemed to hold and throw, whereof the blade was at present in my saddle-bag.

Abel Cumshaw was still sleeping peacefully, his head pillowed on the saddle-bags that contained the plunder.

I snorted, and picked up my saddle-bags and stalked through the crowd which give back in a hurry and take care to cuss under their breath when I tromped on their fool toes.

An old campaigner like Nicol Kyd doesna travel the roads without sundry small delicacies in his saddle-bags, for in some of these English hedge-inns a merciful man wouldna kennel his dog.

Give me two guns, fill the saddle-bags with powder tins and loopers, and tie them to my mare.

Also the saddlery, saddle-bags, guns and ammunition must be overhauled, all of which took some time.

Hebe was delivered temporarily into the keeping of Tombo, a large handkerchief tied round her head, and she was put naked into one of the saddle-bags.

While she still had the firelight, Dallandra set up her own lean-to, divided her blankets twixt herself and Niffa, and unlaced her pair of saddle-bags to make two pillows.

Boers were shouting to their servants, horses were being examined, women were packing the saddle-bags of their husbands and fathers with spare clothes, the pack-beasts were being laden with biltong and other provisions, and so forth.

As it chanced, in my saddle-bags I had some biltong that I had saved against emergencies.

England form a false estimate of the French Canadian, because a few briefless lawyers or saddle-bag medical men urged them into rebellion.

I laid down my saddle-bags sudden-like and reched for my guns, when it occurred to me that if I had a fight I there I might get arrested and it would interfere with me bringing Brother Rembrandt in for the wedding.

Then my saddle-bags were taken to my room, a little cupboard of a place next to that occupied by Monsieur Leblanc, and Hans was sent to turn the horses out with the others belonging to the farm, having first knee-haltered them tightly, so that they should not run away home.

As a stableboy led the black away, the silver daggers could see the Boar rampant quite clearly, stamped on the saddle-skirts as well as the saddle-bags.

An old campaigner like Nicol Kyd doesna travel the roads without sundry small delicacies in his saddle-bags, for in some of these English hedge-inns a merciful man wouldna kennel his dog.