"Scrubs" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... on the Stairs Mocks all the peoples all he cares 'At passes up an' down! He mocks the chickens round the door, An' mocks the girl 'at scrubs the floor, An' mocks the rich, an' mocks the pore, An' ever'thing in town! "Ho! ho!" says he, To you er me; An' ef we turns an' looks, He's all cross-eyed An' mouth all wide Like Giunts is, in books.— "Ho! ho!" he yells, "look here at me," ...
— The Wit and Humor of America, Volume III. (of X.) • Various
... stand chatterin', pore mother's mortal bad, And she's got to work the whole day long to keep things straight for dad. Complain? Not she. She scrubs and rubs with all 'er might and main, And the lot's no sooner finished but she's got to start again. There's a patch for JOHNNY's jacket, a darn for BILLY's socks, And an hour or so o' needlework a mendin' POLLY's frocks; ...
— Punch, Or The London Charivari, Volume 102, January 30, 1892 • Various
... Knowing that Gipsies are generally to be found in the neighbourhood of brick-yards, I took the 'bus to Notting Hill, and after asking the policeman, for neither clergyman or other ministers could tell me where they were to be found, I wended my way to Wormwood Scrubs, and the following letter, which appeared in the Daily News, September 6th of last year, is the outcome of that "run out," and is as follows:—"It has been the custom for years—I might almost say centuries—when speaking of the Gipsies, to introduce in one form or other ...
— Gipsy Life - being an account of our Gipsies and their children • George Smith
... had been only a few months with him," he began, "shortly after I was discharged from the army with that lung wound of mine. We were driving back in the car from some munition works near Baling, and the chauffeur took a wrong turning near Wormwood Scrubs and got into a maze of dirty streets ...
— The Yellow Streak • Williams, Valentine
... at once begins to clean up. He holds a stick of wood in front of him, or puts his hands in his master's slippers, and slides about the room, then takes a cloth and scrubs the floor. Scouring, sweeping, and dusting are his favourite occupations; and, when he once gets hold of the cloth, he never wants to ...
— Thomas Henry Huxley; A Sketch Of His Life And Work • P. Chalmers Mitchell
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