stirrup-iron

My attention being engaged looking for water, my horse took fright at a wallaby, and rushed into some scrub, which pulled me from the saddle, my foot and the staff that I carry for placing my compass on catching in the stirrup-iron.

The Journals of John McDouall Stuart 2007

He did not touch him, and we thought it was a log until he struck it with the stirrup-iron.

The Greatest Survival Stories Ever Told Underwood, Lamar 2001

He was in mortal agony, every step the stallion took jarring his hurts without mercy, but he was fastened to her leg and stirrup-iron like a leech.

Fiddler Fair Lackey, Mercedes 1998

In order to exactly maintain such a relation between the holes and channels, the piece, E, is provided with a stirrup-iron, d, that passes around one of the columns, C, of the hydraulic press.

Scientific American Supplement, No. 358, November 11, 1882 Various

No sooner did the serpent hear the ring of bit and stirrup-iron, the trampling of the charger and the baying of the hounds, than it issued forth with wide-open slavering jaws and terrible burning eyes to slay and to devour.

Sea-Wolves of the Mediterranean E. Hamilton Currey

In the hall is kept what is known as William Rufus's stirrup-iron.

What to See in England Gordon Home 1923

In the sun-baked grass in front of the rock were found ten used cartridge cases and a stirrup-iron, but a prolonged search faded to reveal any traces of the missing Rhodesian's departure from the spot where he had apparently been brought to bay.

Wilmshurst of the Frontier Force Ernest [Illustrator] Prater 1917

Now, as they pulled up at the fence, Wombo presented a sorry spectacle – a spear wound in his left shoulder, a spear graze on his leg, his wrists handcuffed and his feet tied to the stirrup-iron with cords so tight that they cut into his tough, black flesh.

Lady Bridget in the Never-Never Land 1915

With the great yellow horse curveting beneath him, his Guildford armor gleaming in the sun, his sword clanking against his stirrup-iron, and his father's tough ash-spear in his hand, he rode with a light heart and a smiling face, looking eagerly to right and to left for any chance which his good Fate might send.

Sir Nigel Doyle, Arthur Conan, Sir, 1859-1930 1906

Further on he met a sturdy black-bearded man, mounted on a brown horse, with a rosary in his right hand and a long two-handed sword jangling against his stirrup-iron.

The White Company Doyle, Arthur Conan, Sir, 1859-1930 1902