I therefore had them specially made for me by a Pyrotechnist in London.
"On the Pampas"
G. A. Henty
In the hands of any other Pyrotechnist the squibs would have failed to light, the rockets would have refused to ascend, and the "nine-bangers" would have exploded but once or twice only, instead of nine times.
"The Complete Works of Artemus Ward, Part 1"
Charles Farrar Browne
The Pyrotechnist was not free from it; he fussed about nervously; he tested everything again and again; he crawled under the car and out of it; he talked to officials; he inspected and re-inspected.
"A Wanderer in Florence"
E. V. Lucas