"Scrubs" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... and the beauty of the hill-sides, with the lazy autumn clouds crawling about their tops, and the great sheets of screes, glaciers of stone covering acres and acres of the smooth hill-side, eating far into the woods below, bowing down the oak scrubs with their weight, and the circular sweeps of down, flecked with innumerable dark spots of gorse, each of them guarded where they open into the river chasm by two fortresses of "giant-snouted crags,"— delicate pink ...
— Prose Idylls • Charles Kingsley
... scrubs the neck in question with soap and flannel. It turns out to be nearly all sunburn, with just a ...
— Stories of the Saints by Candle-Light • Vera C. Barclay
... came with the place I sold to the butcher for thirty dollars each, paying two hundred and fifty for two blue-blooded Jersey heifers... and coined money on the exchange, while Calkins and the rest went right on with their scrubs that couldn't give enough milk ...
— The Valley of the Moon • Jack London
... I have," replied Tom. "He was on our high school team at left end last year. He's pretty good, Steve is. I didn't make the 'Varsity, but I played a couple of years with the scrubs." ...
— Left End Edwards • Ralph Henry Barbour
... that live in the gold frames," said Bebee, quite seriously. "In the galleries, you know. I know a charwoman that scrubs the floors of the Arenenberg, and she lets me in sometimes to look—and you are just like those great gentlemen in the gold frames, only you have not a hawk and a sword, and they always have. I used to wonder where they came from, for they are not like any ...
— Wisdom, Wit, and Pathos of Ouida - Selected from the Works of Ouida • Ouida
... arrived at a station or a township too late in the day to be given work, but not too late to participate in the open hospitality of the bush; shepherds, selectors seeking land, and timber-getters moving on to the scrubs of the table-land beyond the creek; but men, always men, who brought the population of the township up to tens, but never yet to hundreds, and who in a few days had gone further west—mostly—and whose places were ...
— Colonial Born - A tale of the Queensland bush • G. Firth Scott |
