Go to the bank in Wooster and attend to some other business.
Wooster lived alone on the ranch with his wife and one hired man.
Perhaps you will give us the pleasure of your company at dinner to-night, Mr. Wooster?
Last fall in Wooster, Ohio, we were kindly provided with a room to ourself.
We indeed did not make a start until after General Wooster arrived with more troops, and assumed command.
“Feed a Wooster,” she commanded after another season of gazing.
One morning Apaches swooped down on the place, killed Wooster and carried off his wife.
You must do something, and you must not disgrace old Wooster.
The father of Mark Woolston (or Wooster) was a physician, and, for the country and age, was a well-educated and skilful man.
"Less of the 'Mr. Wooster' and more back-door keys," I said curtly.