"Oh, goodness gracious me, where is your holiday to be, with you tied to your Mother Country with a Stringless apron?
"Molly Brown's Orchard Home"
Nell Speed
His trousers were baggy, patched at the knees, and frayed at the bottom of the legs, where they scarcely reached the gaping tops of his Stringless shoes.
"The Desired Woman"
Will N. Harben
A dear dismay Of her beauty made me mute, Like a Stringless harp or lute!
"The Piper and the Reed"
Robert Norwood