"You'll have to be pretty spry, then, for there's only two more days to August," replied the whittler, shutting one eye to look along his arrow and see if it was true.
"Spinning-Wheel Stories"
Louisa May Alcott
"Nothing truer than that," returned the whittler, brushing the litter from his lap.
"Bad Hugh"
Mary Jane Holmes
The Clear Vision, J. G. whittler In days of yore there was once a certain hermit, who dwelt in a cell, which he had fashioned for himself from a natural cave in the side of a hill.
"Jackanapes, Daddy Darwin's Dovecot and Other Stories"
Juliana Horatio Ewing