What is "swelter"

Usage examples of "swelter".

They recalled the hot morning, when they sauntered over the trodden weed that covered the sickly grass-plots there, and sentimentalized the sweltering paupers who had crept out of the squalid tenements about for a breath of air after a sleepless night.

Through the sweltering summer, Adams never missed a day in the Senate, rolling in each morning from Richmond Hill in a one-horse chaise, not the fine carriage portrayed in hostile newspaper accounts.

In two sweltering weeks, their popularity and confidence never higher, the Federalist majority in Congress passed into law extreme measures that Adams had not asked for or encouraged.

Up in the screen-room, the boys were sweltering above their chutes, choking with the thick dust, wondering if the afternoon would never be at an end.

Riverbank there were only three races of people, and the closest anyone came to being black was during the summer when brown buffalos ran practically naked in the sweltering heat of the San Joaquin Valley.

A taxi was soon hired, and he and Chandrasekhar were off, in the sweltering heat, to Lalbagh for more ferns and pots.

The water was invigoratingly cold, delightful after the sweltering ride.

Little Myrcella Baratheon stood with her septa and Ser Arys of the Kingsguard, sweltering in his white-enameled scales.

Whoosh, poof, and suddenly it was a sweltering summer night in New York, not a smidgeon of slush, not one snowflake.

Laura and Mary were sweltering inside their underwaists and drawers, and petticoat-waists and petticoats, and long-sleeved, high-necked dresses with tight waistbands around their middles.

Jones had landed in a business suit, in which he was presently sweltering and was looking glum even as vacationists went.

The two armored wags lumbered slowly along the boulder-strewn track, the men and women inside sweltering under the scorching sun.

Staring dumbly out at the toiling sweltering human ant-hill Comus marvelled how missionary enthusiasts could labour hopefully at the work of transplanting their religion, with its homegrown accretions of fatherly parochial benevolence, in this heat-blistered, feverscourged wilderness, where men lived like groundbait and died like flies.

He observed the thriving lice that inhabited their hair, the snakes and rodents that shared their sweltering sun-baked domiciles, and their ubiquitous naked and hungry children.

On a sweltering night at the height of summer, Eliste sat in her bedchamber, fanning herself and supervising while Kairthe sewed jewellery into the hems of petticoats and chemises.