fire-bucket

They shut away the model ships and fire-bucket wastepaper baskets in a store cupboard and introduced a prodigious radio-gramophone; they hung their own pictures in place of the Bartolozzi prints, but the house retained its character, and Roger and Lucy, each in a different way, looked out of place there.

The Complete Stories Waugh, Evelyn 1998

Without another glance in my direction, Mr. Harbottle put his watch away, picked up a spade which was leaning against a pile of sleepers, and went back to what he had presumably been doing before the train came in digging his new potatoes up and sorting them lovingly into an empty fire-bucket.

Rose cottage Stewart, Mary, 1916- 1997

Without another glance in my direction, Mr. Harbottle put his watch away, picked up a spade which was leaning against a pile of sleepers, and went back to what he had presumably been doing before the train came in digging his new potatoes up and sorting them lovingly into an empty fire-bucket.

Rose cottage Stewart, Mary, 1916- 1997

Instead of doing what most women would have done, which is to call for help while attempting to conceal their modesty, Moura placed a fire-bucket over her head and went down into the street to solicit assistance.

An Autobiography Peter, Ustinov 1977

And having now no fire-bucket, he clutched at his necktie, twirling it all awry, not at all to the improvement of his personal appearance, as he replied, --

Wired Love A Romance of Dots and Dashes Ella Cheever Thayer

The poor fellow glanced at Nattie, blushed, perspired, and frantically clutching at the fire-bucket, stammered a protest, --

Wired Love A Romance of Dots and Dashes Ella Cheever Thayer

"That is, if you will consent to dispense with the fire-bucket!"

Wired Love A Romance of Dots and Dashes Ella Cheever Thayer

Recovering himself, he then darted out with such impetuosity that his foot caught in a rug, he fell, and went headlong down stairs, dragging with him a fire-bucket, at which he clutched in a vain effort to save himself, the two jointly making a noise that echoed through the silent halls, and brought out the inhabitants of the rooms in alarm.

Wired Love A Romance of Dots and Dashes Ella Cheever Thayer

Nattie asked, as she went down to where the hero of the catastrophe sat on the bottom stair, ruefully rubbing his elbow, but who now picked up his hat and the fire-bucket, and rose to explain.

Wired Love A Romance of Dots and Dashes Ella Cheever Thayer

"Oh, no! I assure you, there was no damage done to the rug -- or fire-bucket," the victim responded, reassuringly, and in perfect good faith.

Wired Love A Romance of Dots and Dashes Ella Cheever Thayer