Linsey-woolsey

The passengers made a colorful assemblage.

There were plain pioneer folk in linsey-woolsey and butternut cloth going back to their homesteads in Indiana or Illinois.

There were wealthy planters from the cotton states, resplendent in fine raiment and attended by retinues of colored body servants.

Small tradesmen, drovers, and the like from the nearer river towns made up a fair proportion, and Tad saw two or three lonely-looking hunters in buckskin with their long rifles and little packs of provisions bound for the wild Western country.

Here rows of resplendent pewter ranged on a long dresser dazzled his eyes.

In one corner stood a huge bag of wool ready to be spun; in another, a quantity of linsey-woolsey just from the loom.

Ears of Indian corn and strings of dried apples and peaches hung in gay festoons along the walls, mingled with a gaud of red peppers.

And a door left ajar gave him a peep into the best parlor, where the claw-footed chairs and dark mahogany tables shone like mirrors.

The passengers made a colorful assemblage.

There were plain pioneer folk in lindsay-woolsey and butternut cloth, going back to their homesteads in Indiana or Illinois.

There were wealthy planters from the cotton states, resplendent in fine raiment and attended by retinues of colored body servants.

Small tradesmen, drovers and the like, from the nearer river towns, made up a fair proportion, and Tad saw two or three lonely-looking hunters in buckskin with their long rifles and little packs of provisions bound for the wild western country.

It was one of those spacious farmhouses, with high-ridged but lowly sloping roofs, built in the style handed down from the first Dutch settlers, the low projecting eaves forming a piazza along the front, capable of being closed up in bad weather.

under this were hung flails harness various utensils of husbandry and nets for fishing in the neighbouring river benches were built along the sides for summer use and a great spinning-wheel at one end and a churn at the other showed the various uses to which this important porch might be devoted from this piazza the wandering ichabod entered the hall which formed the centre of the mansion and the place of usual residence here rows of resplendent pewter ranged on a long dresser dazzled his eyes in one corner stood a huge bag of wool ready to be spun in another a quantity of linsey-woolsey just from the loom Ears of Indian corn and strings of dried apples and peaches hung in gay festoons along the wall, mingled with the gaud of red peppers, and a door left ajar gave him a peep into the best parlor, where the claw-footed chairs and dark mahogany tables shone like mirrors, and irons with their accompanying shovel and tongs glistened from their covert of asparagus-tops.

Mark oranges and conch shells decorated the mantelpiece.

Strings of various colored birds' eggs were suspended above it.

And she knew other things, too, like where she could send his soul.

Beside her lay a crude, soft figure molded from yellow tallow, river clay, and a hog fat wrapped in a scrap of stained Lindsay Woolsey cloth.

Vance raised his rifle, shouting commands for her to step aside.

Sybil smiled, revealing rotting teeth.

You're sort of focused on the mid 20th century, but you do, you do go back to sort of the late 19th century a little bit in the early 20th century, but there's this whole parallel story happening with cotton at the same time, which I thought was so fascinating because there's so much overlap.

And there there's, you know, mills in britain that are focused on cotton there's mills in britain that are focused on on wool and then in canada at the same time there's mills that were focused on um Oh, shoot, what was it called? Woolsey.

It was a...

Lindsay Woolsey.

Lindsay Woolsey.

Thank you.

I knew you would know Rebecca.

Still more plain the tutor, the grave man nicknamed Adam, white-tied, clerical, silent, with antique square-cut waistcoat, formal, unchanged of black cloth, but with sense and feeling beneath it.

Skillful in ethics and logic, in Pindar and poets unrivaled, shady in Latin, said Lindsay, but topping in plays in Aldric.

Somewhat more splendid in dress, in a waistcoat work of a lady, Lindsay succeeded, the lively, the cheery, cigar-loving Lindsay.

Lindsay the ready of speech, the piper, the dialectician.

This is his title from Adam, because of the words he invented, who in three weeks had created a dialect new for the party.

Master in all that was new, whatever was recherché and racy.

Master of newest inventions, and ready deviser of newer.

This was his title from Adam, but mostly they called him the piper.

was my fate to take passage on this boat the captain was a good-natured easy-going man careful of the comfort of his passengers and exceedingly fond of the game of brag we had been out a little more than five days and we were in hopes of seeing the bluffs of natchez on the next day our wood was getting low and night coming on the pilot on duty above the other pilot held three aces at the time and was just calling out the captain who went it strong on three kings sent down word that the mate had reported the stock of wood reduced to half a cord the worthy captain excused himself to the pilot whose watch was below and the two passengers who made up the party and hurried to the deck where he soon discovered by the landmarks that we were about half a mile from a wood-yard which he said was situated right round yonder point but muttered the captain i don't much like to take wood of the yellow-faced old scoundrel who owns it he always charges a quarter of a dollar more than any one else however there's no other chance the boat was pushed to her utmost and in a little less than an hour when our fuel was about giving out we made the point and our cables were out and fastened to trees alongside of a good-sized woodpile Hello, Colonel.

How do you sell your wood this time? a yellow-faced old gentleman with a two weeks beard strings over his shoulders holding up to his armpits a pair of copperous colored linsey-woolsey pants the legs of which reached a very little below the knee shoes without stockings a faded broad-brimmed hat which had once been black and a pipe in his mouth casting a glance at the empty guards of our boat and uttering a grunt as he rose from fastening our spring line answered why captain we must charge ye three and a quarter this time the devil replied the captain captains did swear a little in those days what's the odd quarter for i should like to know you only charged me three as i went down why captain drawled out the wood merchant with a sort of leer on his yellow countenance which clearly indicated that his wood was as good as sold Woods riz since you went down two weeks ago.

Besides, you are a war that you very seldom stop going down.

When you're going up, you're sometimes obliged to give me a call because the current's against you, and there's no other woodyard for nine miles ahead.