stove-polish

"Oh, do be careful," she cried "even if there's nothing in it but stove-polish and excelsior, the nails and the boards are absolute treasures!"

The Master-Knot of Human Fate Ellis Meredith

The skin did not have the glazed or "stove-polish" appearance of erysipelas, but rather the look of a severe dermatitis.

With Sabre and Scalpel. The Autobiography of a Soldier and Surgeon John Allan 1914

He shone and glistened from head to heel -- his face with the inner light of anticipation and his boots with the effulgence of hastily applied stove-polish.

Sundown Slim Henry Herbert Knibbs 1909

Striding to the kitchen he poked about and finally unearthed a box of stove-polish that he had purchased and laid away for future use against that happy time when stove-polish would be doubly appreciated.

Sundown Slim Henry Herbert Knibbs 1909

They kept grindstones and stove-polish and dress-patterns there too, but they had a row of bottles in one corner.

Shorty McCabe Sewell Ford 1907

'Fore you was borned I was drowned out in the country, that was one time; then I fell in the ash-bar'l and was dead, that's two times; an '-- an' then I et the stove-polish, that's four times; an 'I can't' member, but the nex 'time will be seven.

Mrs. Wiggs of the Cabbage Patch Alice Caldwell Hegan Rice 1906

When he sent her word that he was going with some of the men from the factory up the river for a swim, she gave her shoulders a defiant shrug, and set to work to launder her one white dress and stove-polish her hat, with the pleasing results we have already witnessed through the eyes of Mrs. Snawdor and Mrs. Smelts.

Calvary Alley Alice Caldwell Hegan Rice 1906

I want to see a seven-foot Mick cop with a back like a piano-box and a paw like a ham and a foot like a submarine with stove-polish on it.

Slippy McGee, Sometimes Known as the Butterfly Man Marie Conway Oemler 1905

The query, in large lettering, assaulted the traveller at the railway bookstall, confronted him on the walls of "elevated" stations, and seemed, in its ascending scale, about to supplant the interrogations as to soap and stove-polish which animate our rural scenery.

The Descent of Man 1904

'Fore you was borned I was drowned out in the country, that was one time; then I fell in the ash-bar'l and was dead, that 's two times; an '-- an' then I et the stove-polish, that 's four times; an 'I can't' member, but the nex 'time will be seven.

Mrs. Wiggs of the Cabbage Patch, by Alice Caldwell Hegan. 1902