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Within the writer's No. 16 moccasins were three pairs of heavy hand-knitted woollen socks, two pairs of camel's-hair socks, and a pair of thick felt socks; while underneath them, between them and the iron "creepers," were the soles cut from a pair of felt shoes. Upon his hands were a pair of the thickest Scotch wool gloves, thrust inside huge lynx-paw mitts lined with Hudson Bay duffle.
This part of the equipment was left to each individual; most men possess a few old shirts, and not much more is wanted through the tropics. For the cold regions there were two sets of extra thick woollen underclothing, two thick hand-knitted woollen jerseys, six pairs of knitted stockings, Iceland and other lighter jackets, socks and stockings from the penitentiary.
I do not receive cigars often enough to make that practical. A hand-knitted sweater? A gold-plated watch chain? I have no watch. No, the best idea would be to get me something which I can use." "Certainly, Phoenix," David stammered. "What do you want, then?" "Ah! We have reached the kernel of the problem. And the answer, my boy, is this: cinnamon." "Cinnamon?" "Precisely.
The tapestry carpets were taken up and stowed away in the garrets, the lace curtains were pulled down. In their stead were the old sanded bare floors and curtains of homespun linen trimmed with hand-knitted lace.
The dog lay on her side with one brown eye fixed on her master. One of the big cats, which kept the stables free of rats and made company for the horses in winter, came delicately and rubbed himself against Patsy's blue hand-knitted stockings. Her eyes roved enviously about, taking in the quiet peacefulness of the scene. "I'll be washin' up for you before I go," she said.
Doone's pearl pin, old Tingle's 'Stones of Venice, and one other little parcel wrapped in tissue-paper four ties of varying shades of green, red, and blue, hand-knitted in silk a present of how many hours made short by the thought that he would wear the produce of that clicking. He did not fail in outer gratitude, but did he realize what had been knitted into those ties? Not then.
I went into the house, threw off my dirty overalls and indulged in the luxury of a bath. Not a salt-water apology for one, a real, live, remove-the-dirt, soapy, hot-water bath; and it did me a world of good both mentally and bodily. I dressed myself in clean, fresh linen, donned my breeches, a pair of hand-knitted, old-country, heather hose and a pair of white canvas shoes.
After procuring my Lapp outfit, I thought I would try to dress myself in my new garments. The friend who accompanied me said: "I will show you how to prepare your feet before you put your shoes on. One can never be too careful, otherwise the feet are sure to be cold on a journey." I put on my two new pairs of hand-knitted stockings.
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