The summer flushed into autumn, then the apples and pears dropped and were wasted in the garden, even the red-streak apples, that in all the cider country are so highly prized.

I went a winter once on pay streak bacon, I've gone a year on nothing much but beans, I've squandered all my time checks, The kind they give us roughnecks, And haven't got a dollar in my jeans, And still, I like Alaska.

Dim ghost-like streaks linger about the double summits of La Pagna.

Just up yonder, above No. 10, the pay-streak pinches out.