buff-leather

For that I must have a buff-leather wheel, whose revolutions are timed to a nicety, and that wheel I only have in this room.

Erema Richard Doddridge 2004

In those days a lad was taught to shine up his armour as carefully as now he would be expected to polish his boots, and it was a pleasure to Louis to sit down with sand and buff-leather in the narrow window of the tower, and rub away at the steel until his arm ached.

The Iron Star — and what It saw on Its Journey through the Ages John Preston True

"And it was thought a scrumtious kind of a thing to visit the gals in our buff-leather breeches in them days," said Colwell.

Summerfield or, Life on a Farm Day Kellogg Lee

"There have been eighteen rajahs of Sialpore in direct succession father to son," he said, swinging a beautiful buff-leather boot into view by crossing his knee, and looking at her narrowly with the air of a man who unfolds confidences.

Guns of the Gods Mundy, Talbot, 1879-1940 1921

I had a mental vision of her interior decorations -- all fumed-oak wainscotings and buff-leather hangings.

Europe Revised 1910

"There have been eighteen rajahs of Sialpore in direct succession father to son," he said, swinging a beautiful buff-leather boot into view by crossing his knee, and looking at her narrowly with the air of a man who unfolds confidences.

Guns of the Gods Talbot Mundy 1909

Thus Tess walks on; a figure which is part of the landscape; a fieldwoman pure and simple, in winter guise; a gray serge cape, a red woollen cravat, a stuff skirt covered by a whitey-brown rough wrapper, and buff-leather gloves.

Tess of the d'Urbervilles 1891

Thus Tess walks on; a figure which is part of the landscape; a fieldwoman pure and simple, in winter guise; a gray serge cape, a red woollen cravat, a stuff skirt covered by a whitey-brown rough wrapper, and buff-leather gloves.

Tess of the d'Urbervilles Thomas Hardy 1884

Then, as neither father nor son quailed before him, he uttered a loud "Hah!" thrust back his sword, and strode with a series of stamps to the door, his high, buff-leather boots rustling and creaking the while.

The Black Tor A Tale of the Reign of James the First George Manville Fenn 1870

For that I must have a buff-leather wheel, whose revolutions are timed to a nicety, and that wheel I only have in this room.

Erema — My Father's Sin 1862