It had taken to the grass, and was heading straight for the miry slough.
Before they can reach the wicket-gate, they fall into a 'miry slough.'
No iron mixed with miry clay, Will ever do, the people say,Hurrah!
Miry was about the handsomest gal that went into the singers' seat a Sunday.
No: he said Miry was his daughter, and 'twas her bisness to take care on him.