grape-roots

Updated: May 17, 2025

Poppi was in uncommon tune that night, and the voice of this pensive rheumatic lent a unique interest to every change of the Virginia reel. But these pleasures had to end; it grew colder and colder; we had long since consumed all the old grape-roots which constituted our petit bois, and we were ravaging our way through an expensive pile of grand bois without much effect upon the climate.

William Dean Howells - A Little Swiss Sojourn

I have delayed to acknowledge the receipt of the grape-roots, Charles is n't to blame, I told him I would write, because I waited for the cider to come, that wife and I might overwhelm you with a joint letter of thanks, laudation, and praise. But I can wait no longer. That is, the cider does n't come, and I begin to think it is a myth. Poets, you know, deal in such.

Orville Dewey - Autobiography and Letters of Orville Dewey, D.D.: Edited by his Daughter