"Cottonwood" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... made her way through the brush and scrub cottonwood-trees that lined the opposite bank, she found herself upon the border of a field where the white, bursting cotton, with the dew upon it, gleamed for acres and acres like frosted ...
— The Awakening and Selected Short Stories • Kate Chopin
... that afternoon, and the sun was hot. It would be cooler under the willows by the river. At Cottonwood Corners, Dorian left the road and took the cut-off path. The river sparkled cool and clear under the overhanging willows. He saw a good-sized trout playing in the pool, but as he had no fishing tackle with him, the boy could only watch the fish in its ...
— Dorian • Nephi Anderson
... broad glow of daylight the place was anything but inviting. The heavy bar, made of cottonwood, had no more elegance than the rude sod shanty of the pioneer. The worn round cloth-topped tables, imported at extravagant cost from the East, were covered with splashes of grease and liquor; and the few fly-marked pictures on the walls were coarsely suggestive. Scattered among them haphazard, ...
— Ben Blair - The Story of a Plainsman • Will Lillibridge
... hills climb toward the Cottonwood Creek divide, there is a little canon which at sunset is especially inviting. It hastens twilight by at least an hour during midsummer, and in autumn it leads up a stairway of shadow to the great spectacle of the day—the day's ...
— The Desert and The Sown • Mary Hallock Foote
... together overnight were spangled with dew, so that each out-thrown thread was a glittering rosary and the center of each web a silken, cushioned jewel casket. Likewise each web was outlined in white mist, for the cottonwood trees were shedding down their podded product so thickly that across open spaces the slanting lines of the drifting fiber looked like snow. It would be hot enough after a while, but now the whole world was sweet and ...
— The Escape of Mr. Trimm - His Plight and other Plights • Irvin S. Cobb
... other side, above the big cottonwood," decided Frank. "There's a weedy little bight up there where I predict a two- pound bass in ...
— The Boy Scouts of the Air on Lost Island • Gordon Stuart |
