What is "alden"

Usage examples of "alden".

The dragging tailpipe struck sparks along unimproved patches of the Connecticut Turnpike and they had been honked out of the way by salesman types, young men in company subcompacts who were beginning to feel the pinch themselves, Alden said.

Again, she said, for Alden and Becky and the boys had last visited some years ago when the boys were very small and Little Becky had just not yet been born.

His wife and his children might raid his sock drawer, Alden had said, but he drew the line at his grownup, divorcing sister, which was not very brotherly of him.

Sorry to hear, and surprised as well by Lily's owning to the fact of a rented deathbed in a house where, as Alden said, even the fused clump of peppermint drops kept in the domed dish on the big parlor mantelpiece was, surely, the original fused clump.

When I drive, I won't drink and drive, Glover had promised virtuously and Becky had hugged him as Alden reread the shifty little pamphlet to determine what, in fact, had been agreed to.

Becky folded the map into the glove compartment, reluctant to part with its, thus far, direct and reliable information, and Alden patted his shirt pocket for his sunglasses case.

The wide board floors had once been painted red and were covered with coming-apart sisal rugs which Lily hadn't realized were so shabby until she pictured the Aldens treading on them.

And years later, Alden's intended, Becky, had come downstairs with her hair in curlers and a mud mask on her face and washed and put away the breakfast dishes on the morning she married Alden, from her husband-to-He's grandparents' house, Becky's own parents having died so sadly, so early, of separate illnesses.

It was not the wind's fault someone had built a house in its path although Uncle Alden had told her the main part of the house had been built well over two hundred years ago so perhaps one might reasonably expect the wind to have made other arrangements by now.

Harvey, late for a luncheon appointment and stepping briskly, greeted the movers on Alden and Becky's behalf, for they had driven off to search for the overdue van.

Becky and Alden, whose business it actually was, had by then returned and were stationed by the front door intercepting certain cartons that didn't look familiar and rummaging through their contents and failing to recognize lamps that had been wrapped in sheets of the New York Post instead of the Wall Street Journal, which would have been enough to dispose them against the alien lamps even had they not proved to be highly colored examples of amateur ceramics.

Becky mentioned now to Alden as they lay on their own comfortable bed beneath the low, strummed-upon roof.

The Fowlers was still thoroughly packed since Alden had frittered away the afternoon reading Make Way for Ducklings and The Little Engine That Could after she had asked him to organize their books.

After all these years, she was still coming up with Alden this and William that constructions, which wasn't fair to Alden and wasn't fair to herself but was, however, always very fair to William.

Well, until that happy day, we'll be well away from the epicenter when the Crash comes which Alden says is coming.