The bullet passed through the door of Will Tree.
"Godfrey Morgan" by Jules Verne
Drew leaned against a bullet-clipped tree.
"Ride Proud, Rebel!" by Andre Alice Norton
The bully fired both guns, but the bullets went wide as he fell like a tree, striking the corner of the bar with his head.
"Roosevelt in the Bad Lands" by Hermann Hagedorn
We dodged from tree to tree, always keeping our bodies sheltered from the bullets of the savages.
"Field and Forest" by Oliver Optic
A moment later a return volley rang out upon the air, but the bullets flew harmlessly among the trees.
"A Prisoner of Morro" by Upton Sinclair
I got behind a tree when the bullets began to come, to think it over.
"How Private George W. Peck Put Down The Rebellion or, The Funny Experiences of a Raw Recruit - 1887" by George W. Peck
His bullet alone struck an enemy; the others glanced off against the trees.
"The Young Berringtons" by W.H.G. Kingston
Two of these bullets had been aimed at me as I stood behind a small tree on our line.
"War from the Inside" by Frederick L. (Frederick Lyman) Hitchcock
As soon as the Indians commenced passing over the tree, they poured in upon them a volley of bullets.
"King Philip" by John S. C. (John Stevens Cabot) Abbott
No more bullets were fired in his direction as he darted into the black shadows of the trees.
"The Coyote" by James Roberts
Some of the confederate's bullets grazed the tree.
"Personal Recollections of a Cavalryman" by J. H. (James Harvey) Kidd
A flash from the trees to the right, the bullet missing Peter by inches.
"The Vagrant Duke" by George Gibbs
Us hear bullets go 'zoom' through de air 'round dat tree but us didn't know it was bullets.
"Slave Narratives: a Folk History of Slavery in the United States From Interviews with Former Slaves." by Work Projects Administration
Instantly a bullet whizzed past my head, and dashed into a tree in the rear of the pit.
"In The Ranks" by R. E. McBride
Scores of trees soon bore the traces of his bullets.
"A Little Garrison" by Fritz von der Kyrburg
The bullets had struck the trees and flattened on the stones all around him; but he was untouched.
"Cudjo's Cave" by J. T. Trowbridge
We hadn't got far, sir, when they opened fire; bullets hit the trees and whizzed over our heads.
"On the right of the British line" by Gilbert Nobbs
Bullets came singing through the trees, and a shower of twigs fell about their ears in all directions.
"Haviland's Chum" by Bertram Mitford
Upon a single tree, not over a foot and a half in diameter, I actually counted as many as two hundred and fifty bullet marks.
"The Battle of Gettysburg" by Frank Aretas Haskell
A shot burst in the night, and a bullet clipped the tree over his head.
"The Year When Stardust Fell" by Raymond F. Jones