What is "trestle"

Usage examples of "trestle".

I could see there was no chance on earth of its being intercepted, my hands were reaching out for the barrel of cider on the trestle by my side, and the tinkling of the shattered ampoule was still echoing in shocked silence in that tiny little room when I smashed down the barrel with all the strength of my arms and body exactly on the spot where the glass had made contact.

Cerryl sat at the trestle table, chewing on the fresh-baked bread that Beryal had left.

They leaned him over the trestle and opened wide the fitted form of the lunette into which the brank just fit.

Already Tykir was leading Adam toward a trestle table where a housecarl was pouring mead for them.

Story Out of Nazareth Confessions of a Humorist The Sparrows in Madison Square Hearts and Hands The Cactus The Detective Detector The Dog and the Playlet A Little Talk About Mobs The Snow Man THE RED ROSES OF TONIA A trestle burned down on the International Railroad.

While Macro steered a way through the throng to the bar, Cato looked round and saw that the only place left was a rickety trestle table flanked by two benches, right by the door they had just entered.

Rurik laughed uproariously at Maire, who was sitting at the trestle table next to him, having just finished sewing up the gash in his forearm.

Stallholders were busy arranging their wares, jewellery, pottery, cakes, books, bras sware and all manner of items on long trestle tables.

The trailing shriek came as the switcher rattled over a high trestle and hit the curve beyond.

Electrically-operated telphers, suspended from a timber trestle, hoisted the buckets, and, traveling on a mono-rail track, deposited them on wagons for transportation to the dock.

Railroad Company, on the north side of the streets, and each was equipped with two telphers supported on timber trestles, similar to those at First Avenue.

The three men sat facing one another across a large trestle table, Leo and Cole on one side, Mileager De Vermis on the other.

Close by Vinny a woman working at a trestle table pushed her spectacles onto her forehead with a weary gesture and looked up.

Supper over, the tables dormant were cleared away as by magic and trestles and bancals arranged around the blazing fire, for there was a bitter nip in the air.

I got a new hold of him as we staggered and plunged, roaring the while like the wild beasts we were, the teeth chattering in the Martian heads as they watched us, and then, exerting all my strength, lifted him fairly from his feet and with supreme effort swung him up, shoulder high, and with a mighty heave hurled him across the tables, flung that ambassador, whom no Martian dared look upon, crashing and sprawling through the gold and silver of the feast, whirled him round with such a splendid send that bench and trestle, tankards and flagons, chairs and cloths and candelabras all went down into thundering chaos with him, and the envoy only stayed when his sacred person came to harbour amongst the westral odds and ends, the soiled linen, and dirty platters of our wedding feast.