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Surf is always up and the beaches ladened with shells - a surfer's and beach comber's paradise.

The Reminders 2007

Surf is always up and the beaches ladened with shells - a surfer's and beach comber's paradise.

Wanderlustress: 2007

The "stuffing iron" mentioned above is best made, if wanted for small birds, from the broken steel of a wool comber's "devil," about nine inches long, fixed in a bradawl handle of about four inches, or, if for large birds or mammals, the iron may be made from a broken fencing foil, to any size between twelve and thirty inches, with suitable handle.

Practical Taxidermy A manual of instruction to the amateur in collecting, preserving, and setting up natural history specimens of all kinds. To which is added a chapter upon the pictorial arrangement of museums. With additional instructions in modelling and artistic taxidermy. Montagu Browne

Then, as the beach comber's limbs began to twitch and his eyelids to quiver, Brice turned away.

Black Caesar's Clan : a Florida Mystery Story Albert Payson Terhune 1907

There was no apparent limit to the beach comber's powers of constriction.

Black Caesar's Clan : a Florida Mystery Story Albert Payson Terhune 1907

Instead, with the speed of light, he stepped in, ducking the hammer-fist and plying both hands with bewildering quickness and skill, in a shower of half-arm blows at the beach comber's heart and wind.

Black Caesar's Clan : a Florida Mystery Story Albert Payson Terhune 1907

A swirl of red fury swept to the beach comber's brain.

Black Caesar's Clan : a Florida Mystery Story Albert Payson Terhune 1907

She went through the first comber's crest with her forefoot in the air and the foam washing deep along the tilted deck, while the counter vanished in a white upheaval.

Brandon of the Engineers Harold Bindloss 1905

A spray-cloud veiled her forward when the bows plunged into a comber's hollow side, and then as they swung up until her forefoot was clear, foam and green water poured aft in cataracts.

Brandon of the Engineers Harold Bindloss 1905

The process was a long one, and reminded me of the arts by which the beach - comber's native friends fire the root of a tree before they attack it with their stone tomahawks.

In the Wrong Paradise Andrew Lang 1878