The blow that prostrated the first white man was the earliest symptom I detected of the revolt; but, in an instant, I had the arm-chest open on the quarter-deck, and the mate and steward beside me to protect it. ❋ Theodore Canot (N/A)
I stood, they said, over the arm-chest like one spell-bound. ❋ Theodore Canot (N/A)
Lieut. Parker and myself, being both swimmers, were fortunate enough to reach one of the arm-chest gratings, which afforded us partial support, but on which we should inevitably have been drowned, if we had not, when we had swam some twenty or thirty paces, secured an upper half port which came drifting by us. ❋ J. F. Loubat (N/A)
At the same time, I gave each a cutlass from the arm-chest, and supplying my trusty whites with a couple of pistols and ❋ Theodore Canot (N/A)
Chesapeake's arm-chest, the enemy took advantage of the confusion, and boarded the vessel. ❋ Unknown (N/A)
They opened an arm-chest, and every man took out a carbine or blunderbuss, a brace of pistols, and a cutlass or boarding pike, and we set out, after having drunk so many glasses of brandy and arrack that the bottles were empty. ❋ Various (N/A)
In a few minutes, I had cast a hasty glance into the arm-chest, and seen that our weapons were in order. ❋ Theodore Canot (N/A)
I was myself standing on the lee arm-chest, having just passed over from the weather quarter, and, with my spy-glass in hand, was observing the reef on our lee bow to see whether it were possible to weather it, or in the event of our not being able to do this, to give timely notice to the officer of the deck to tack ship. ❋ J. F. Loubat (N/A)
I led my trembling visitor to the arm-chest, and, seating her gently by my side, inquired why I was favored by so stealthy a visit from the ❋ Theodore Canot (N/A)
To knock down the first man with a double-handed thrust with the barrel of his musket was the work of a moment, at the same instant Dick struck and felled a Frenchman who had rushed to the arm-chest. ❋ Charles Herbert Sylvester (N/A)
At three quarters past nine, the arm-chest, filled with musket-cartridges, blew up, and set fire to several places in the poop and quarter-deck, but was fortunately extinguished. ❋ James Harrison (N/A)
On examining the carabines brought back from shore, which I had hurriedly thrown into the arm-chest on deck, I found that the lock of this armory had been forced, and several pistols and cutlasses abstracted. ❋ Theodore Canot (N/A)
In the afternoon his majesty and three queens returned the visit in state, the royal canoe being paddled by sixteen chiefs, with the state arm-chest on board. ❋ Unknown (1913)
Olaf stept down to his arm-chest; delivered out new swords; and it was observed as he did it, blood ran trickling from his wrist; but none knew where the wound was. ❋ Unknown (1906)
The men, seeing their captain carried below, fell into a panic, which was increased by the explosion of an arm-chest, into which a hand-grenade, hurled by a sailor lying out on the yard-arm of the "Shannon," had fallen. ❋ Willis J. Abbot (1898)
The word was now passed to clear away all the guns, and to open the arm-chest, to come at the muskets and pistols. ❋ Joseph Lewis French (1897)
You, Scipio, "to one of the footmen," go open the arm-chest. ❋ Cyrus Townsend Brady (1890)
Unfortunately, we mount no guns, so I fear there is little chance of our being able to keep them at a distance; but there is an arm-chest below containing a sufficient supply of cutlasses and revolvers for all hands, and these, with ammunition, shall be served out to you. ❋ Harry Collingwood (1886)
The key of the arm-chest is in the armourer's pocket, and I can't issue anything out of that chest without his knowledge. ❋ Harry Collingwood (1886)
Poole had brought with him the key of the arm-chest, and, opening the case, he rapidly served out to every man a cutlass with its belt and a pair of six-chambered revolvers, every one of which he had himself fully loaded only the day before, in preparation for such an emergency as the present. ❋ Harry Collingwood (1886)
In the book "[A Tale of Two Cities]," Charles Dickens writes, "So the guard of the Dover mail thought to himself, that Friday night in November, one thousand seven hundred and seventy-five, lumbering up [Shooter's] Hill, as he stood on his own particular perch behind the mail, beating his feet, and keeping an eye and a hand on the arm-chest before him, where a loaded [blunderbuss] lay at the top of six or eight loaded horse-pistols, deposited on a substratum of cutlass." ❋ FFFeatherfox (2019)
