She pictured York easily-a short, bald-headed old gentleman with gray burnsides and benevolent pale-blue eyes behind gold-rimmed glasses, driving a fat sorrel nag to an easy-going old Rockaway buggy, carrying a gold-headed cane given him by the Sunday-school.
"The Reclaimers"
Margaret Hill McCarter
They were soon bowling away in a strong, three-seated Rockaway, well suited to country roads, Graham driving, with the object of his thoughts and hopes beside him.
"His Sombre Rivals"
E. P. Roe
But that was in the days of the old-fashioned square dance, which was the fat man's friend among dances, and also of the old-fashioned two-step, and not in these times when dancing is a cross between a wrestling match, a contortion act and a trip on a roller-coaster, and is either named for an animal, like the Bunny Hug and the Tarantula Glide, or for a town, like the Mobile Mop-Up, and the Far Rockaway Rock and the South Bend Bend.
"Cobb's Anatomy"
Irvin S. Cobb