hay-sticks

Updated: May 15, 2025

She caught him up into her arms and just fairly hugged him into the house, and there she sat down with him in her arms, and kissed his dirty face, and his hair all full of hay-sticks and spider-webs, and cried till it seemed as if she was never going to stop.

William Dean Howells - The Flight of Pony Baker: A Boy's Town Story