Beyond the summit of the butte was a greenish-brown plateau of sagebrush and bunch-grass.
The fire on sagebrush sparkled like a single jewel in a vast setting.
They read the ground, the streams, the sagebrush, and the horizon as a primer set in fat black type.
Some one was coming along the rough trail through the sagebrush.
Mebbyso yo' tellum yo' no ketchum Squaw-talk-far-off in sagebrush, all time Saunders go dead!
Crowheart was platted on a sagebrush "bench" on a spur of a branch railroad.
From somewhere in the sagebrush came the sound of shots: Dave potting tin cans with the .22 rifle that had been Lee's gift to him.
Once clear of the sagebrush, she drew rein for him to come up.
He was on it and off, galloping madly across the sagebrush flat.
The air was filled with odors of camels, of cous-cous, of sagebrush.
Sage-brush is very fair fuel, but as a vegetable it is a distinguished failure. Nothing can abide the taste of it but the jackass and his illegitimate child, the mule. ["Mark Twain," "Roughing It"]