copying machine

Early in her career, she and designer Madeleine Vionnet sued a woman in Paris for copying some 20,000 sketches of their designs.

The resulting Wool Runners were comfortable, eco-friendly, machine-washable, and super cute—and sold out almost immediately.

The controlling leaders being out of gear the machine did not run smoothly: there was nothing but friction and tension.

A little black girl sat on the floor, and with her hands worked the treadle of the machine.

The sewing-machine made a resounding clatter in the room; it was of a ponderous, by-gone make.

My mother now tells me that she knew of this mistake, an error of the New York paper in copying the item from a Southern journal.

The machine penetrated everywhere, thrusting aside with its gigantic arm the feeble efforts of handicraft.