They killed Big Charlie, dumped his body in my rose garden two nights ago.

They made it, killed every last one of the Krauts, took the village on schedule.

They hurled a cement barge against a freighter in Honolulu Harbor, knocked down telephone lines, marooned automobiles, flooded lawns, killed six cows.

They had a son -- killed in the war ''.

They withdrew to Mercia, but, in January 878, made a sudden attack on Chippenham, a royal stronghold in which Alfred had been staying over Christmas, " and most of the people they killed, except the King Alfred, and he with a little band made his way by wood and swamp, and after Easter he made a fort at Athelney in the marshes of Somerset, and from that fort kept fighting against the foe ".

They have no misgivings about the death penalty ; their position is that evil-doers who deserve death should be killed, and that a king in particular is obliged to punish criminals and should not hesitate to kill them, even if they happen to be his own brothers and sons.

They were aggressive, great hunters, and could not be killed unless they killed each other.

They are not effective for killing large beetles and similar specimens, but insects that have been killed in a cyanide killing jar can be transferred to a laurel jar to await mounting.

They killed Inel Qaghan and made Mojilan a khagan with the name Bilge Qaghan.

They decimated many local populations and killed Malay intellectuals.

They became the first Roman emperors killed in a battle with a foreign enemy.

They were killed by slitting their throats and pulling the tongue out through the slit.

They are killed at Hadrumetum after refusing to become Arians.

They received considerable support from Minister of Defense Gustav Noske, a member of the Social Democratic Party of Germany, who used them to crush the German Revolution of 1918 – 1919 and the Marxist Spartacist League and arrest Karl Liebknecht and Rosa Luxemburg, who were killed on 15 January 1919.

They had however been killed in the cross-fire.

They dispatched soldiers and what happened next could only be described as a “ bloodbath .” At least nine hundred Indians were killed and it did not matter whether they were women, children or men.

They were defeated and de la Pole killed at the difficult Battle of Stoke, where the loyalty of some of the royal troops to Henry was questionable.

They had killed two men, staked two women to the ground and mutilated them, and stolen 30 horses.

They killed two Native Americans, scattered the rest, and returned to the Mexicans with the horses.

They proved this was not the case in a remarkable 1, 000-km journey across the inland ice that almost killed them.

They organized the Women in Peacebuilding Network ( WIPNET ), and issued a statement of intent: " In the past we were silent, but after being killed, raped, dehumanized, and infected with diseases, and watching our children and families destroyed, war has taught us that the future lies in saying NO to violence and YES to peace!

They also hit a school and 125 civilians are killed.

They found the tumors were killed more effectively with radiation and the healthy tissue suffered less toxicity than without the nanotechnology drug delivery.

They killed travelers, stealing their goods and scuttling their boats.

They crawled through the north fence and came on toward him, and now he saw that both were young, not more than nineteen or twenty.

They might kill him in his sleep, thinking there was money in the house.

They dragged him inside the building.

They weren't sleeping, of course, but they thought they were doing him a favor by pretending.

They expected greater things from him, regardless of how trying the circumstances, and they were disappointed.

They stared at him.

They closed in fast, kept him from reaching inside his coat for his gun.

They escorted him down from the porch and through the rain to his office.

They moved in on him, crowded him from all sides.

They followed him into the rain and across to the squat stone building fifty feet to the rear.

They crowded him in that threatening way once more, forced him to give in.

They trailed him across the wide hallway to the parlor, four roughly garbed and tough-looking men who probably had never before ventured into such a house.

They grounded him ( over his protests -- not including his true reason for wanting to fly ) and put him in the Command offices.

They could come on him now without difficulty.

They bought rustled cattle from the outlaw, kept him supplied with guns and ammunition, harbored his men in their houses.

They whirled and saw him, standing there dim in the slatted light from the boarded freight wall.

They were in fact quietly laughing at him, for their King wished to have nothing to do with the Western world.

They would be lolling under a tree sipping Ouzo, relishing the leisurely life, assuring him that the day was yet young.

They had my mother's opinion of him: that he was too sharp or a little too good to be true.

They don't expect to stop him, just slow him down some with the bat.

They were pursuing him.