Small fire-wood. Obs. in England.
1794.
| Oaks intersperse it that had once a head, | |
| But now wear crests of oven-wood instead. | |
W. Cowper, ‘The Needless Alarm’ (N.E.D.). |
1830. A single sea over which we rushed unhurt and unnoticing would have knocked any steamboat between ’Quoddy and New-Orleans into ‘oven wood’ at one blow.—N. Ames, ‘A Mariner’s Sketches,’ p. 193.
1833. Old rugged-an’-tough they used to call his dad, famous wrastler he was too, warped with hoop-poles an’ filled with oven-wood; beatemest fellow ever you see for some things.—John Neal, ‘The Down-Easters,’ i. 62.
1857. You’d better scull your dug-out over the drink again, and go to splittin’ oven wood.—J. G. Holland, ‘The Bay-Path,’ p. 137.
