... the house, from dado above to where they rested in the brick base below, showed the naked wood, untouched so long by paint that it had grown furzy from rain and snow, and splintery from sun and heat. Its green shutters hung, some of them, on one hinge; and those which could be closed, were shut up close and ... — The Bishop of Cottontown - A Story of the Southern Cotton Mills • John Trotwood Moore