Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: June 10, 2025
Her nervous disquietude increased every hour, and caused her aunt a species of petty martyrdom resembling the torture of perpetual pin-pricking, the incessant buzzing and stinging of a gnat, the endless creaking of rusty door-hinges, minor miseries often more unendurable than some great mental or physical suffering.
The women came down one day and took possession with brooms and mops and soap, and while the carpenters repaired the windows they fell savagely upon the grime of the seats and floors. The walls of the church echoed with woman's gossip and girlish laughter. Everything was scoured, from the door-hinges to the altar rails.
Every day for at least ten years together did my father resolve to have it mended 'tis not mended yet; no family but ours would have borne with it an hour and what is most astonishing, there was not a subject in the world upon which my father was so eloquent, as upon that of door-hinges.
The wooden door-hinges creaked, and stumbling shins blundered against the benches. "What is this place?" spoke an English voice. "Let some one take his tinder-box and strike a light." "Have care," warned another. "We are only half a score in number. Our errand was to kidnap Saint-Castin from his hold, not to get ourselves ambushed by the Abenaquis."
All sorts of mechanics' tools are clumsy and inconvenient: the turner's lathe moves by broken impulses; door-hinges are made to order, and lift the door from the ground as it opens upon them; all nails and tacks we hand-made; window-sashes are contrived to be glazed without putty, and the panes are put in from the top, so that to repair a broken glass the whole sash is taken apart; cooking-stoves are unknown to the native cooks, who work at an open fire, with crane and dangling pot-hooks; furniture is put together with wooden pegs instead of screws; you do not buy a door-lock at a hardware store, you get a fabbro to make it, and he comes with a leathern satchel full of tools to fit and finish it on the door.
The apartment was choking with vapours. Isentrude made a dart, and robed herself behind a curtain of the bed just as the two doors opened. She could see through a slit in the woven work, and winked her eyes which she had shut close on hearing the scream of the door-hinges winked her eyes to catch a sight for moment we are such sinful, curious creatures!
We burn oil in lamps, and grease door-hinges with it, when they creak, but the Italians use it to fry chickens and fish. Confound such doings!" "Beware, Captain," cried Wilhelm, "or I shall take you at your word and you'll be obliged to pay my score for life. Olive-oil is a pure, savory seasoning." "For a man that likes it. I commend Holland butter.
Word Of The Day
Others Looking