Mine was the alcove farthest from the door, where are the mustier volumes that fit a bookish student.

Stale, musty, frowzy, mildewed, fetid, rancid, rank.

I had caught something of its old musty-parchment ideas, and the cricket-like manners of Harriet Hosmer rather troubled me.

"One day in reading about how some musty old professors are digging out all sorts of weighty treasures belonging to bygone days over in.

You feed the horses and other hay-eating animals on musty baled hay, bought from contractors that may have had it on hand for five years.

However, the floor was clean, the bed well made, the cypress table in place, and the musty smell of the walls partly neutralized by a geranium on the window-sill.

The clock represented a temple of Vesta; and the whole room smelled musty, as it was on a lower level than the garden.

A strong smell of stale cooking pervaded the warm darkness, and that musty odour brought tears of joy into my eyes.

I remember the musty, warm, shut-in odour of the front room.

I have known farmers who, in travelling, saw only plows and butter-tubs and corn-cribs, and preachers who, looking across such autumn fields as these would carry away only a musty text or two.

During his childhood he haunted the old church of St. Mary Redcliffe, in Bristol, where he was fascinated by the mediæval air of the place, and especially by one old chest, known as Canynge's coffer, containing musty documents which had been preserved for three hundred years.

Sweet smells he cannot abide; wishes that the pure air were generally corrupted; nay, that the spring had lost her fragrancy for ever, or we our superfluous sense of smelling (as he terms it), that his corn might not be found musty.

His companions that flouted him before, now envy him, when they see him come ready for scarlet, whilst themselves lie musty in their old clothes and colleges.

What can you expect of a bird who, with woodbine and juniper full in sight, prefers to go inside and peck at a musty biscuit?

"I was thinking of Old Till!" Tilly's other name was Nathan, but it had grown musty with disuse.

Germs and vermin don't like this treatment, but damp, musty clothing suits them very well.

But all he said was that he supposed the roof leaked, but it couldn't be very bad because everything seemed quite decently dry and not at all musty.

She took it because it was broad and clean and differed from the musty darkness from which she had come out; she fled up the steep grade with a swift, light step as though she were on a country walk.

It has the cabinet of the President, three members of which are from the slave States, and one who wrote a book in favor of Southern slavery, but which fell dead from the press, a book which I have seen, in my own family, thrown musty upon the shelf.

Mrs. Jeffrey knew perfectly well that Maggie in reality was mistress of the house, that whatever she did Madam Conway would ultimately sanction; and as a rest was by no means disagreeable, she yielded with a good grace, dividing her time between sleeping, snuffing, and dressing, while Theo lounged upon the sofa and devoured some musty old novels which Maggie, in her rummaging, had discovered.

Goldthorpe began to weave stories about its musty squalor.

The stuffy, musty air smelt of cobwebs; so, at all events, did Goldthorpe explain to himself a peculiar odour which he seemed never to have smelt.

"You feel I've wasted time and money at college, because I haven't lived like a dog and grubbed in books day in and day out, and filled my head with musty stuff; because I've tried to get what I believe to be the broadest knowledge and experience; because I've associated with the best men, the fellows that come from the good families.

But we were somewhat cheered, when, a little farther on, we found him stating, that the writer who enters into these discussions must "con musty folios innumerable"; that "it will not do to denounce in general terms the venerable precedents

A little more, and they would have ascribed to her the tastes of the mustiest symbolistsand one knows how far from pleasing are those Muses' robes, how odious the yellow bandeaux above faces expressionless as eggs.