United States or Chile ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Then Sarah Libbie would resort to less ephemeral offerings, scarves, wristers, mittens, patiently knitted from blue wool and representing such an endless number of stitches that Jack never viewed them without elation.
My daughter has outgrown her dress till she has to wear two sets of wristers to keep her arms warm and she looks like dressed poultry. And as for me, I don't dare to set down enough to get real rested, because my pants are so thin I'm afraid I can't coax 'em along through next winter. I've come to the place, gents, where I've give up.
"And mufflers." "Talking about wristers, how many pair do you think I've received? Eight!" "You try to head 'em off. Doesn't do any good. They keep coming just the same." "It's because they are easy to make. Working wristers and mufflers is a method of dodging the knitting draft." "Well, now, I call that gratitude! You don't deserve to have any friends." "Isn't it the truth?
Have you ever known of a soldier or an aviator who wore wristers?" "I give mine to my mechanician. He sends them home, and his wife unravels the yarn and makes sweaters for the youngsters." "Think of the waste energy. Harness up the wrist-power and you could keep three aircraft factories going day and night." "Oh, well, if it amuses the women, what's the difference?"
"And without it, she has a mighty good chance of winning this war " When the talk begins with the uselessness of wristers, shifts from that to democratic inefficiency, and from that to the probability of Deutschland über Alles, you may be certain of the diagnosis. The disease is cafard. The sound of a motor-car approaching.
The other one smiled, and said whimsically, "I can hardly wait for mine!" Yet even as he spoke his eyes grew dim with a sudden moisture. Back at the house John's mother was saying to John's wife: "Did you see them on him, Margaret? John's wristers? They did look so bright and pretty! And I'm to make more, too; did you know? Frank and Edward want some; John said so.
Sometimes when I feel sad And things look blue, I wish the boy I had Was one like you "For the love of Pete! Shut off that damn silly thing!" "I admire your taste, Irving!" "Can it!" "Well, what will you have, then?" "Play that Russian thing, the 'Danse des Buffons." "Don't play anything." "Lord! I wish some one would send us some new records." "Yes, instead of knitted wristers what?"
The next moment his face lighted with joy very like that of the years long ago. "Mother!" he cried. "I know what you can do for me. I want a pair of wristers red ones, just like those you used to knit!" It must have been a month later that John Wetherby, with his two elder sons, turned the first corner that carried him out of sight of his house.
And she pulled from her pocket a crumpled slip of paper. And Jim read: Shall be there the 8th. For God's sake don't let me be too late. Wristers for Three The great chair, sumptuous with satin-damask and soft with springs, almost engulfed the tiny figure of the little old lady.
Very slowly, and with gentle fingers, he pulled off two bright red wristers. He folded them, patted them, then tucked them away in an inner pocket. "Bless her dear heart!" he said softly. "You should have seen her eyes shine when I put them on this morning!" "I can imagine it," said one of his sons in a curiously tender voice.
Word Of The Day