window-sashes

Strewn in the path of that cyclone were window-sashes, doors, shingles, hair mattresses, remnants of chimneys, old iron, bones, rags, rice, old shoes and dead bodies; but not the body of her blue-eyed sweetheart.

The Way of the Wind Zoe Anderson Norris

The first and greatest use of lumber is for building purposes, for houses, barns, sheds, out-buildings, fences, and for window-sashes, doors and inside finishings of all buildings, even those made of other materials.

Checking the Waste A Study in Conservation Mary Huston Gregory

A few bits were crammed into chinks round the window-sashes, and the rest was concealed in various convenient spots.

Chatterbox, 1905. Various

Its floor was taken up, the ground covered with tan-bark, and the window-sashes removed for this sacrilegious purpose.

The Continental Monthly, Vol. 2, No. 2, August, 1862 Devoted to Literature and National Policy Various

One man, painting the window-sashes of his house with his back to the steamer, never even turned or paused from his work, though we were so near that he might have heard what was said about him on the deck.

Lippincott's Magazine Of Popular Literature And Science Old Series, Vol. 36—New Series, Vol. 10, July 1885 Various

There was a roar of wind that shook his window-sashes, as if it said, "We will get in and spoil your pleasure, whether you like it or not"; and there was

My New Curate P.A. Sheehan

I hope we are going to benefit by this successful experiment and begin to give life to our dreary cement façades, mournful roofs, and lifeless window-sashes, ornamentations, and what not.

The Art of the Exposition Eugen Neuhaus 1921

In this old building with many corridors and innumerable windows, panes of glass rattled and window-sashes creaked and doors banged like thunderclaps.

The Soul of the War Philip Gibbs 1919

Beams settled with a tired sigh into their old mortices; creatures ticked in the walls; joints cracked, boards complained; with no palpable stirring of the air window-sashes changed their positions with a soft knock in their frames.

Widdershins Oliver [pseud.] Onions 1917

At times he would gaze wonderingly at the ceiling, lose himself following the lines of the panels, or counting the little square panes in the window-sashes.

The Best Short Stories of 1915 And the Yearbook of the American Short Story Various 1915