"Tiny Love Pieces" band Dolly ___

Usage examples of trolly.

The blue trollies had been replaced with hi-tech steely ones, the ceiling lowered, the faintly aquarial plate glass was replaced with storm-grey-one-way-see-through-no-glare which made even bright days dull ones.

He ran out the courtyard and dodged between the trucks, cars, dolmushes, and trollies crowding the entrance of the bridge.

It describes the brief flourishing of jitneys in America and how the trolly companies, unable to win on the economic market, succeeded in legislating the jitneys out of existence.

Mokameh Ghat were over a mile and a half long, and to save Kelly unnecessary walking his railway provided him with a rail trolly and four men to push it.

This trolly was a great joy to Kelly and myself, for during the winter months, when the barheaded and greylag geese were in, and the moon was at or near the full, we trollied down the main line for nine miles to where there were a number of small tanks.

As it was, he placed the great trolly in the charge of four men, with instructions to pick up a couple of men from distant huts to help in the task.

He had a Heine in one pocket against the long, unusual day, a bulging Tennyson in the other, and a sheaf of English papers under his arm as he climbed on the trolly, where the whole seven were already seated.

The station-master told the ganger of the four navvies who went by on their trolly down the line to work.

These men informed me that the dog had been killed by a train, and took me on a trolly down to a certain open-work bridge which crosses the water between Ditchingham and Bungay, where they showed me evidence of its death.

Here is an iron cage on a trolly with a great ramping tiger, and the whole village with their mouths open.

Robert shouted the order, the driver sprang up, his comrades let the horses go, and away rattled the waggon and the trolly with half the Tamfielders streaming vainly behind it.

He moved away for a little private talk with the skipper, but that gentleman was not in a conversational mood, and a sombre silence fell upon all until they were snugly berthed at Summercove, and the ladies, preceded by their luggage on a trolly, went off to look for lodgings.

Perhaps the explosion had blown the others, but it only made the scene more unreal: trollies of fish waiting to be unloaded for display, scattered pieces of ice like broken glass in the hard glare, and in the far corner about a dozen people, mostly women, three with children.

Men read with horror the stories of the mines, of children employed underground for twelve or fourteen hours a day, crouching in low passages, monotonously opening and shutting the trap-doors as the trollies passed to and fro.

The plastic covered him as he was trollied out the doors and into the sunlight, which turned him and his metal blanket into a glittering, crinkling foil wrap.