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Updated: May 29, 2025
This is a good paste for a common meat pie. When the pastry is nearly baked, brush it over with white of egg, cover it thickly with sifted sugar, and brown it in the oven, or it may be browned with a salamander. For savory pies beat the yolk of an egg, dip a paste-brush into it, and lay it on the crust before baking.
"Now, suppose I try," suggests the subaltern gently. He examines the target, promptly disallows Tosh's last inner, and passes on. "Seventeen only!" remarks Private Ogg severely. "I thocht sae!" Private Cosh speaks for the first time removing a paste-brush, and some patching-paper from his mouth "Still, it's better nor a wash-oot! And onyway, you're due us tippence the noo!"
To go back to the papering: I bought some tools that is to say, a paste-brush, and a smoothing-down brush, and a long pair of scissors, for I had a suspicion that my painters would be at their fall farming presently, in which case Westbury, who I was satisfied could do anything, had agreed to beautify our walls.
The initiatory 'Babylon' found itself in the corner between the window and the fireplace beneath the dressing-table, and the final 'Babylon' was hidden in gloomy retreats under the bed. Then Sarah entered, bearing sulphur in a shallow pan, and a box of matches. The paste and the paste-brush and the remnants of the Telegraph were carried out into the passage.
My carpenters were cutting corn; Luther Merrill, my handsome plowman, was cutting corn; Old Pop and Sam were cutting corn; while Elizabeth had gone to the apartment in town to begin preparations for moving, and to put the Pride and the Hope into school. I was alone alone with sixteen dollars' worth of paper, a big, flat paste-brush, and my bare, bare walls.
As for the moldy old shop, you may consider it as good as your own. Why, I suppose you'll get somebody else to handle the paste-brush and the scissors, and tie up the parcels, and water the shop eh? You'll be too proud to do that for yourself, you will." Mr. James grinned and rubbed his hands. "All your own eh? Well, you'll wake 'em up a bit, won't you?" Mr.
'Paris! How it thrills me when, on a night in spring, in the hustle and glare of Victoria, that label is slapped upon my hat-box! Here, standing in the very heart of London, I am by one sweep of a paste-brush transported instantly into that white-grey city across the sea. To all intents and purposes I am in Paris already.
That your silliest player especially if it be a pretty she gets photographed in the papers sixteen times to your once, goes without saying. The only real recipe for Fame nowadays is to be a pretty girl and exhibit yourself publicly. The modern editor has got it into the paste-brush he calls his head that the public is infinitely greedy for the minutest theatrical details.
"I said I hadn't read the books you mentioned," I replied, trying to hide the chagrin and mortification I felt at being so ignominiously laughed at. "Eyether of them?" chirped Mrs. Smith, with a vicious wink. "Eyether of them?" warbled Phoebe in her mocking-bird soprano. It was my turn to drop the paste-brush now. Eye-ther! It must have slipped from my tongue unconsciously.
Then, it was an idea or image from amongst the common stock one of those conceptual labels with which the human paste-brush has decorated the surface of the universe which you were encouraged to hold before your mind. Now, turning away from the label, you shall surrender yourself to the direct message poured out towards you by the thing. Then, you considered: now, you are to absorb.
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