One day he Wiped the vision off the slate.
"My Lady of the Chimney Corner"
Alexander Irvine
He paused and Wiped the cold drops from his forehead, then lifted his head with gathered courage.
"The Eye of Dread"
Payne Erskine
He Wiped the perspiration that stood in great drops on his brow.
"The Locusts' Years"
Mary Helen Fee