scrap-pail

Updated: June 20, 2025

But notwithstanding this, I felt better in the morning and went at the work as hard as I could. Night after night the scrap-pail by the back door was rummaged and something taken from it, and once a chicken was missing from the barn. The only way that anything could get in was through a window into the hay-loft seven or eight feet above the drift.

Hayden Carruth - Track's End: Being the Narrative of Judson Pitcher's Strange Winter Spent There As Told by Himself and Edited by Hayden Carruth Including an Accurate Account of His Numerous Adventures, and the Facts Concerning His Several Surprising Escapes from Death Now First Printed in Full

When Freckles, warmly capped and gloved, stepped to the corner of the kitchen for his scrap-pail, he found a big pan of steaming boiled wheat on the top of it. He wheeled to Mrs. Duncan with a shining face. "Were you fixing this warm food for me chickens or yours?" he asked. "It's for yours, Freckles," she said.

Gene Stratton-Porter - Freckles