wax

On one corner of this was stuck the stump of a red wax candle.

There was a candle flickerin’ on the mantelpiece—a red wax one—and by its light I saw——”

I could tell you tales of cobbler’s wax which would disgust you with human nature.’ He stepped over to the window and shouted through it at the top of his voice that the vacancy was filled.

I took a wax-candle in one hand, and with the other groped about for a piece of paper (my match-box being empty), with which I proposed to get a light from the small flame still playing on the embers.