... The fog was as close as ever, but the swell almost down... 
Robert Louis Stevenson 「Kidnapped」
...There was stillsomething doing if he believed that I was blind, but if he once thought that Iknew the truth he would be through our meshes and disappear like a fog...
John Buchan 「Mr. Standfast」
...The fog had crept tothe edge of the track, a gossamer mist through which houses and trees andcattle could be seen dim in the moonlight...
John Buchan 「Mr. Standfast」
... he weather door of the smoking-room had been left open to the North Atlantic fog, as the big liner rolled and lifted, whistling to warn the fishing-fleet...
Rudyard Kipling 「"Captains Courageous"」
... "There's wind behind this fog," said Troop...
Rudyard Kipling 「"Captains Courageous"」
...The fog had gone, but a sullen sea ran in great rollers behind it...
Rudyard Kipling 「"Captains Courageous"」
...This day thick fog and few fish...
Rudyard Kipling 「"Captains Courageous"」
...This day comes in with thick fog...
Rudyard Kipling 「"Captains Courageous"」
..."Graaa—ouch!" went the conch, while sea and sky were all milled up in milky fog...
Rudyard Kipling 「"Captains Courageous"」
..."I'd give a month's pay if this fog 'u'd lift...
Rudyard Kipling 「"Captains Courageous"」
... "Dory! dory!" a muffled voice cried through the fog...
Rudyard Kipling 「"Captains Courageous"」
...In a few minutes dusty forms and terrified faces appeared through the gloom, as dense as the thickest London yellow fog, expecting to find three mutilated corpses...
Lady Sarah Wilson 「South African Memories」
...There was a heavy fog on the plain when they arrived at it, and they waited for a short time, skirting the south side of it, with the view of drawing the animals towards the encampment...
Captain Frederick Marryat 「The Mission; or Scenes in Africa」
... Instead of the bright, blue sky of America, I am covered with the soft, grey fog of the Emerald Isle...
Frederick Douglass 「My Bondage and My Freedom」
...A dense fog, the sure indicationof open water, overhung us, and in due time we came to the open lead,over which small broken floes were scattered, interspersed with thinyoung ice...
Matthew A. Henson 「A Negro Explorer at the North Pole」
...Fust there was the band, four fellerstootin’ and bangin’ like fo’mast handson a fishin’ smack in a fog...
Various 「Ainslee's magazine, Volume 16, No. 2, September, 1905」
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