She lifted her canteen from the wagon and took a mouthful.
She lifted her canteen and allowed herself a swallow of the tepid water.
It wasn't wise to allow a canteen to go empty in this country, but the water supply was getting low.
"Give me your canteen," he ordered, "And take this one."
She shrugged and handed him her canteen, accepting the full one he offered.
He wasn't going to leave until she did as he told her, so she removed the lid and tipped the canteen to her lips.
Bordeaux filled the canteen and headed into the sand again.
With a little effort she located a canteen.
He placed a cool canteen on her lap.
He lifted a canteen from the saddle horn and took a drink.
He took his bread and canteen of water—the morning sustenance for a slave—and tucked them into a cargo pocket.
One of his master's men—the one with the red eyes—shoved him away and took his canteen, dumping its contents.
He threw the canteen and it hit Two's cheek.
Two took his canteen and rose.
One handed her a water canteen, and she drank long and deep, not stopping even when another took her arm and pulled her forward.
After the French occupation in 1842, the building was used successively as a soap factory, a prison, a canteen, a parish church, and, lastly, as a museum.
Among later additions were gunmounting stores, boiler shop, boat sheds, canteen, coal stores, &c., together with a double dock 750 ft.
Only those things he always kept with him remained in his room; a small box, a large canteen fitted with silver plate, two Turkish pistols and a saber--a present from his father who had brought it from the siege of Ochakov.
Now you, Captain, and he turned to a thin, dirty little artillery officer who without his boots (he had given them to the canteen keeper to dry), in only his stockings, rose when they entered, smiling not altogether comfortably.
Another company, a lucky one for not all the companies had vodka, crowded round a pockmarked, broad-shouldered sergeant major who, tilting a keg, filled one after another the canteen lids held out to him.
The soldiers lifted the canteen lids to their lips with reverential faces, emptied them, rolling the vodka in their mouths, and walked away from the sergeant major with brightened expressions, licking their lips and wiping them on the sleeves of their greatcoats.
The officers gathered round Denisov's canteen, eating and talking.
This active old servant was unpacking the traveler's canteen and preparing tea.