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Updated: June 21, 2025
"Come over here over into the house I found her she's dead." Heise dashed across the street on the run, with Trina at his heels, a trail of spilled whittlings marking his course. The two ran down the alley.
But I believe I am now, and I want to say it." "I'm glad you can see it in that way," said Westover, "and since you do, I don't mind saying that I think Mrs. Vostrand might have been a little franker with you without being less kind. She was kind, but she wasn't quite frank." "Well, it's all over now," said Jeff, and he rose up and brushed the whittlings from his knees.
Cronk could tolerate no robbing him of his revenge, no taking away his chance of soothing the haunting spirit of his dead woman. Again Ann touched the governor's arm. "Don't, Dear!" he said, pushing her back a little. "Lon Cronk I want to tell you a story." Cronk made no response; only stooped over and gathered a few slender whittlings, and stacked them up among the others.
She still took pride in neatly combing and coiling her wonderful black hair, but as the days passed she found it more and more comfortable to work in her blue flannel wrapper. Whittlings and chips accumulated under the window where she did her work, and she was at no great pains to clear the air of the room vitiated by the fumes of the oil stove and heavy with the smell of cooking.
At the name of the owner of the beautiful plantation the man who had not yet spoken rose, covered with whittlings. It was like a steer getting up out of the straw. He spoke. "M'sieu' Walleece, a commencé
The high windows and the frescoed ceiling were festooned with dusty cobwebs; litter of shavings and whittlings strewed the floor; mechanical implements and contrivances were everywhere, and Don Ippolito's listlessness seemed to return upon him again at the sight of the familiar disorder.
The snow was falling heavily again, and one of the Indians, Henry, looking up with squinted eyes, said, "There'll be nothing left of that walrus-tusk." "Hey?" inquired the Boy, straining at his sled-rope and bending before the blast. "What's that?" "Don't you know what makes snow?" said Henry. "No. What does?" "Ivory whittlings. When they get to their carving up yonder then we have snow."
In that store, he saw himself, now moving in the press of business; now examining their posted legers; and now seated in the comfortable counting-room, counselling on their growing concerns, or conversing with an old friend, or neighbor, as the smooth pine whittlings rolled like ribbons from his hand; and now on the back piazza, enjoying the air and prospect. It was a happy change.
The front porch in the morning resembled a carpenter's shop; it was literally covered with the whittlings of the row of natives who had spent the evening there in the sedative occupation of whittling.
The front porch in the morning resembled a carpenter's shop; it was literally covered with the whittlings of the row of natives who had spent the evening there in the sedative occupation of whittling.
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