He drew forward an empty soap-box, fashioned into an old-time cradle, and fitted with rude rockers at the ends.
"Stories of the Foot-hills"
Margaret Collier Graham
Dust on the father's chair, down on the rockers where you thought it wouldn't show, and egg on the plates, and them piled so slick wan on top of the other and lookin' as innocent as if they felt thimsilves quite clean.
"The Widow O'Callaghan's Boys"
Gulielma Zollinger
The rockers are somewhat rough, as though a farmer's plane had fashioned them, and the sides just high enough for a child to learn to walk by.
"Around The Tea-Table"
T. De Witt Talmage