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Collins Wilkie - No Name
[ ENGLISH FICTION]
... can''t go to bed yet -- I haven''t half done marking down the things I want. Let''s see; where did I leave off? _Try Finch''s feeding-bottle for Infants._ No! there''s a cross against that: the cross means I don''t want it. _Comfort in the Field. Buckler''s Indestructible Hunting-breeches._ Oh ...
Holmes Thomas - London's Underworld
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... foster-mothers handle the babies; their very method tells of long-continued practice. What slaves these girls are! But they have brought the baby''s feeding-bottle, and also that other fearsome indispensable of underworld infant life, "the comforter." They are going to make a day of it, a mad and ...
Corelli Marie - The Treasure Of Heaven
[ ENGLISH FICTION]
... wedged in his chair rather than seated in it, and absorbed in smoking a long pipe after the fashion of an infant sucking a feeding-bottle, with infinite relish that almost suggested gluttony. The hum of voices grew louder as the hour grew later; and one or two rather noisy ...
Stevenson Robert Louis - In The South Seas
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... church on a Sunday, a parasol in hand, a nursemaid following, and the baby buried in a trade hat and armed with a patent feeding-bottle. The service was enlivened by her continual supervision and correction of the maid. It was impossible not to fancy the baby was a doll, ...
Leblanc Maurice - The Crystal Stopper
[ FRENCH FICTION]
... to Victoire, who woke with a start. "I''ve brought you the indomitable chief of our enemies, the Hercules of the gang. Have you a feeding-bottle about you?" He put down in the easy-chair a child of six or seven years of age, the tiniest little fellow in a ...
Bird Isabella - A Lady's Life In The Rocky Mountains
[ FICTION]
... said he must wait for the Pacific train, which was not due for an hour. Equally in vain I hunted through Cheyenne for a feeding bottle. Not a maternal heart softened to the helpless mother and starving child, and my last resource was to dip a piece of sponge in ...
Burnett Frances - The Shuttle
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... I've GOT to sell a Delkoff to-day, and suppose I shouldn't, and couldn't hold down my job!I began it over my feeding bottle. So did all the people I know. That's what gave me a sort of a jolt just now when I looked at you and thought ...
Burnett Frances - The Secret Garden
[ ENGLISH FICTION]
... a darling silly baby face and legs rather long for its body. Dickon had carried it over the moor in his arms and its feeding bottle was in his pocket with a squirrel, and when Mary had sat under a tree with its limp warmness huddled on her lap she ...

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