"Strop" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... mild kick sometimes when he "didn't git his paper reggler;" but he paid on the first day of January every year in advance, out of an old calfskin wallet that opened out like a concertina, and had a strap that went around it four times, and looked as shiny, and sweaty, and good-natured as the razor-strop that might have ...
— Remarks • Bill Nye
... notebooks and pencils and has broken a blade of his knife in trying to open a bottle with it (because he left his corkscrew in a hotel somewhere along the way). His fountain pen has sprung a leak and spoiled a waistcoat, his razors are dull, his strop is nicked, and he has run out of the kind of cigarettes and cigars he likes. One lens of his spectacles has gotten scratched, his mail has ceased to reach him, his light suits are spotted, baggy and worn, and his winter suits are becoming too heavy for comfort as the spring advances. His ...
— American Adventures - A Second Trip 'Abroad at home' • Julian Street
... took the napkin off his shoulder, laid down strop and razor; he seated himself in his armchair majestically, crossed his legs, and, in a voice ...
— My Novel, Complete • Edward Bulwer-Lytton
... 'Childe Roland.' Then is the time to strop your favorite razor! I wonder, while stropping mine, if any man still lives who uses a ...
— The Perfect Gentleman • Ralph Bergengren
... right frequently. You know what heaven a good razor is for a man, and what you feel about a bad one. Vaseline and ground shells," he said, opening the box, "and I'm not saying anything except it will last your lifetime and never hardens. Rub the size of a pea on the fine side of your strop, spread it to an inch with your thumb. May I beg a favor on so short a meeting? Join me in the gentlemen's lavatory with your razorstrop in five minutes. I have to attend to a corpse in the baggage-car, and will return ...
— The Jimmyjohn Boss and Other Stories • Owen Wister
... chin with a white lather while he looked at himself in the glass. Then he sharpened his razor on the strop and continued: ...
— Maupassant Original Short Stories (180), Complete • Guy de Maupassant
... the only means of refreshment that we possessed, has now become impossible, for ever since Jynx- strop's death the sharks have hung about ...
— The Survivors of the Chancellor • Jules Verne
... with. When we first came to the camp the Germans asked if there were any barbers in our bunch. Now, there wasn't, but one of the boys, "Slim" Evans, volunteered for the job. They gave him an old razor, some soap and a strop, also a small brush, and he was ready for work. He had no chair of any kind, so he looked around till he found a bench in one of the huts; he swiped this and turned it upside down on his table. When the boys came for a shave, they climbed up on the table and sat in the upturned bench, ...
— Into the Jaws of Death • Jack O'Brien |
