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Old City of Jerusalem 6 Pc Silver Fruit Knife Set | Flatware

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Victorian Silver Fruit Knife

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Did men carry folding fruit knives in the Victorian era, or were they for ladies?

Jun 05, 2007 by okieinitaly | Posted in History

My boyfriend collects knives, and I devotion antiques from the Victorian era...but know nothing about knives and would like to buy one as a gift for him. I have found some beatiful silver, folding fruit knives with protect of pearl handles but many of them have women's names engraved on them. I can't find any information saying whether they were only carried by women or also for men. I would also treasure tips on what to look for in a Victorian pocket knife since I know nothing about it.

Either sex could use them.

Can someone plz give me the tone of this stroy? Could it be Relaxed?

Oct 01, 2007 by SOS | Posted in Botany

Maman-Nainaine said that when the figs were mellow Babette might go to visit her cousins down on Bayou-Boeuf, where the sugar cane grows. Not that the ripening of figs had the least emotional attachment to do with it, but that is the way Maman-Nainaine was.

It seemed to Babette a very long time to wait; for the leaves upon the trees were tender yet, and the figs were like microscopic hard, green marbles.

But warm rains came along and plenty of strong sunshine; and though Maman-Nainaine was as valetudinarian as the statue of la Madone, and Babette as restless as a humming-bird, the first thing they both knew it was hot summer-in good time always. Every day Babette danced out to where the fig-trees were in a long line against the fence. She walked slowly beneath them, carefully peering between the crooked, spreading branches. But each time she came disconsolate away again. What she saw there finally was something that made her sing and dance the whole day hanker.

When Maman-Nainaine sat down in her stately way to breakfast, the following morning, her muslin cap standing like an aureole about her milky, placid face, Babette approached. She bore a dainty porcelain platter, which she set down before her godmother. It contained a dozen purple figs, fringed around with their sapid, green leaves.

"Ah," said Maman-Nainaine, arching her eyebrows, "how inappropriate the figs have ripened this year!"

"Oh," said Babette, "I over they have ripened very late."

"Babette," continued Maman-Nainaine, as she peeled the very plumpest figs with her penetrating silver fruit-knife, "you will carry my love to them all down on Bayou-Boeuf. And tell your tante Frosine I shall look for her at Toussaint--when the chrysanthemums are in bloom."

It seems really relaxed. A little overdone here and there though.
"ash she peeled the very plumpest figs with her pointed silver fruit-knife" would be bettor shortened to "ash she pelled the plump figs with her silver knife."