snow-leopardess

plural snow-leopardesses

1. alternativeAlternative form of snow leopardess.

   We were on our way back to camp after a fruitless search for ibex marks when we suddenly disturbed a snow-leopardess with two cubs that were sunning themselves on a ledge of rock just below us.

   1928, Captain [Conrad] O’Brien ffrench, “Kale of Kashmir”, in The Cornhill Magazine, London, page 492

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   “And she placed a yellow snake at your feet!” sneered Gutchlug. “Prince Sanang, tell me, what man or what devil in all the chronicles of the past has ever tamed a Snow-Leopard?” And he continued to hone his yataghan. / “Gutchlug⸺” / “No, she dies,” said the other tranquilly. / “Not yet!” / “When, then?” / “Gutchlug, thou knowest me. Hear my pledge! At her first gesture toward treachery—her first thought of betrayal—I myself will end it all.” / “You promise to slay this young snow-leopardess?”

   1919 July, Robert W[illiam] Chambers, “The Yezidee: The Slayer of Souls – I”, in Hearst’s, volume XXXVI, number 1, New York, N.Y.: International Magazine Company, page 73, column 1

   “Teufelstuck!” he screamed, “ain’t I tell efferybody in Yian already it iss safer if we cut your throat! Devil-slut of Erlik—snow-leopardess!—cat of the Yezidees who has made of Sanang a fool!—it iss I who haf said always, always, that you know too damn much! . . . Kai! . . . I hear my soul bidding me farewell. Gif me my shroud!”

   1919 October, Robert W[illiam] Chambers, “The Knife from Mount Alamout: The Slayer of Souls – IV”, in Hearst’s, volume XXXVI, number 4, New York, N.Y.: International Magazine Company, page 66, column 3

   But, for a Yezidee, there was still a little detail to attend to before his soul departed;—two matters to regulate. One was to select his shroud. The other was to cut the white throat of this young snow-leopardess called Keuke Mongol, the Yezidee temple girl.

   1920, Robert W[illiam] Chambers, “The Yellow Snake”, in The Slayer of Souls, New York, N.Y.: George H[enry] Doran Company, page 35

   Turning to her guest, she found her no longer a Madonna—a snow-leopardess, sleek and self-seeking; herself as she had been at Venice. Were all girls like that? […] Next morning no reply from Dick. The snow-leopardess was unperturbed as ever. The bustle of departure. Jim’s portrait in the hall smiling down on her. White Chimneys, as she drove away, staring forsakenly.

   1925 April, Coningsby Dawson, “Old Youth”, in William Frederick Bigelow, editor, Good Housekeeping, volume LXXX, number 4, New York, N.Y.: International Magazine Company, Inc., chapter V, section 7, pages 264 and 266, column 3

   Even as the beast sprang, the keen steel whistled through the air, and the headless body of the snow-leopardess lurched sideways—fell, sideways, and lay kicking convulsively, dark fountains of blood spouting from the severed neck.

   1934, Mark Channing, “The Adventure on the Shale Slope”, in White Python: Adventure and Mystery in Tibet, Philadelphia, Pa.; London: J. B. Lippincott Company, page 118