acetylenes

Some time that night I passed through a village, the street brilliant in the yellow light of the acetylenes.

Movie Night 2010

But the primeval flavor of the night presently dissolved in the glare of acetylenes from a long gray car standing motionless by the roadside ahead.

Diane of the Green Van Leona Dalrymple

Mrs. Winnie had kindly sent her limousine car for them, and it stood throbbing in front of the hotel-entrance, its acetylenes streaming far up the street.

The Metropolis Upton Sinclair 1923

He paused, for the hum of a motor-car came up the drive, and an instant later we caught the glare of the acetylenes.

The Gloved Hand Burton Egbert Stevenson 1917

Big acetylenes flared all night by the makeshift structure, and two men with shotguns watched by it.

Desert Conquest or, Precious Waters 1916

Thunder drowned the purr of the motor, and a flash of lightning every other moment dimmed the flying circle of our acetylenes.

The Car of Destiny Armand [Illustrator] Both 1901

Then there came a maddening slowing down through Dartford streets, a nerve-racking delay until Sam Ogilvy's giant brother had stowed away himself and his satchel in the tonneau; then slow speed to the town limits; a swift hurling forward into space that whirled blackly around them as the great acetylenes split the darkness and chaos roared in their ears.

The Common Law 1899

She flushed painfully, looking straight ahead over the steering-wheel along the blinding path of the acetylenes.

The Firing Line 1899

As he approached the old house from the rear, no crack of light was visible, and he began to think he might have been mistaken -- that perhaps the dancing glare of his own acetylenes on the windows had made it seem as though they were illuminated from within.

The Dark Star William Dodge Stevens 1899

Then he took his leave of them as formally, as precisely as though he had forgotten the whole scene; and a minute later the big Mercedes ran out into a half-circle, backed, wheeled, and rolled away through the thickening dusk, the glare of the acetylenes sweeping the deserted street.

The Fighting Chance 1899