kindling-wood

I'll never forget the night when I called him an 'told him that everything on top the houses had gone adrift, an' that two of the boats had been swept aft and was kindling-wood against the break of the cabin.

CHAPTER XL 2010

Essex, sink off the west coast of South America, twelve hundred miles from the nearest land for the small boats to cover, and all because of a big cow whale that butted her into kindling-wood?

CHAPTER XII 2010

In other places it was filled with air and emptiness, with here and there a piece of kindling-wood or dry-goods box, to aid in the making of the shell.

The House Beautiful 2010

When in 1990 I first saw the famous image of the charring of the base of Comet Ball by means of a small kindling-wood fire beneath it, my first thought was that the event itself dramatized the fiery comet crashing to earth.

Wildwood Roger Deakin 2009

When in 1990 I first saw the famous image of the charring of the base of Comet Ball by means of a small kindling-wood fire beneath it, my first thought was that the event itself dramatized the fiery comet crashing to earth.

Wildwood Roger Deakin 2009

To begin with the list leaves out a great deal — blacking, pepper, salt, vinegar, matches, kindling-wood, raeor blades, replacements of utensils, and wear and tear of furniture and bedding, to name the first few that come to mind.

The Road to Wigan Pier 2004

They were flimsy affairs, these cars, merely highly varnished kindling-wood with bits of polished brass and glass stuck about them, but he realized what fortunes they portended if the city grew.

The Titan 2004

Even the cabin table itself had been knocked into kindling-wood; and the cabin mess dined off the broad head of an oil-butt, lashed down to the floor for a centerpiece.

Moby Dick; or the Whale 2002

An avalanche of loose earth, stones, and bushes, brought down by this battering-ram of the landslide, piled themselves upon the log hut, smashing to kindling-wood its walls, which had stood many a hard storm, burying them out of sight, and flinging wide showers of dust and small missiles.

Camp and Trail A Story of the Maine Woods Isabel Hornibrook

I may attack the lancet, the herbs, the ground-roots, whose doses were only as kindling-wood and sawdust a little more refined, and you will say "Amen" with emphasis.

The No Breakfast Plan and the Fasting-Cure Edward Hooker Dewey