coffee-mill

Charles Parker began his career as a coffee-mill manufacturer in 1829.

Classic Side-by-Side Shotguns by Field & Stream's Philip Bourjaily 2006

But here the child who had been staring at Miss Wozenham with all his eyes and more, frowns down his little eyebrows purses up his little mouth puts his chubby legs far apart turns his little dimpled fists round and round slowly over one another like a little coffee-mill, and says to her “Oo impdent to mi Gran, me tut oor hi!”

Mrs. Lirriper's Lodgings 2007

But here the child who had been staring at Miss Wozenham with all his eyes and more, frowns down his little eyebrows purses up his little mouth puts his chubby legs far apart turns his little dimpled fists round and round slowly over one another like a little coffee-mill, and says to her “Oo impdent to mi Gran, me tut oor hi!”

Mrs. Lirriper's Lodgings 2007

There was a stove, a bed, and a place to sit, an infant in the house where it was born, a silk parasol, gilt-framed looking-glass, and a patent new coffee-mill nailed to an oak sapling, all told.

Walden 2004

One large bundle held their all — bed, coffee-mill, looking-glass, hens — all but the cat; she took to the woods and became a wild cat, and, as I learned afterward, trod in a trap set for woodchucks, and so became a dead cat at last.

Walden 2004

In form it was like a great coffee-mill, such as I had seen in London, only

Lorna Doone Richard Doddridge 2004

He watched her move about the room in search of spirit-lamp and coffee-mill.

Maurice Guest 2003

And the Goblin put the tongue on the coffee-mill, and how it began to grind!

The Pink Fairy Book 2003

Failing a good pulverising machine of the coffee-mill or similar type, which does its work quickly, the lumps must be broken as rapidly as possible in a dry iron mortar, which may with advantage be fitted with a leather or india-rubber cover, through a hole in which the pestle passes.

Acetylene, the Principles of Its Generation and Use W. J. Atkinson Butterfield

Seated on a boulder close by, her sombrero tipped well over her eyes, Robin fanned the grain, and converted it into a coarse cracked wheat with a venerable coffee-mill.

The Master-Knot of Human Fate Ellis Meredith