bandanna

Here Tsundue—a wiry man who always wears a red bandana—appeals passionately, some might say naively, to America.

He jolted to a halt, cut the engine and wiped a red bandana over his wrinkled, sweating face.

The maid in her red bandana head-gear was delighted, having, like her race, great pleasure in bright colors.

Bones wiped his streaming brow with a large and violent bandana, and looked round cautiously.

Aunt Kizzie, in her new linsey-woolsey and shining bandana as a turban, started off in great glee for the Court House.

With these words he threw his bandana handkerchief over his head, adding, “He hoped now he had a ‘right’ to a bit of sleep.”