Eucoline, the daughter of Agatho, attended me, carrying a lighted torch.
She, carrying the babies, drugged with paregoric, in a basket on her arm.
On the 14th, therefore, we started, carrying with us about thirty gallons of water.
But let not any man think of carrying this measure by force.
Last of all, there was the explosion, the carrying off of the coin in its canvas sacks ...