General

The match accelerated over the sandy paper, spluttering to life. In moments it was a blaze, a tiny inferno that light up the room. I watched it, the flame that came with a simple movement of my hand.

General

The Texan lost little time in producing a match, but when he attempted to strike it he failed, the brimstone breaking off. Three matches were used before one burned. The light flared up, Buckhart holding it above his head. Its glow fell on the old professor and the two boys, and simultaneously they made an amazing discovery.

By dan, January 20, 2013.

Found in Dick Merriwell’s Pranks, authored by Burt L. Standish.

General

The solitary match stood cold in the match book Seb had taken from the hotel. It could either be their salvation or just a broken splinter of wood, one strike and that was all the chances he would get. The night loomed cold and the light was dwindling into inky blackness before he called the courage to try it. He held it firmly between his thumb and first finger near the gunpowder end, he'd rather get singed fingers than no flame at all. The with a sudden violent ferocity he struck it against the sandpaper strip. The match flared in the darkness and he quickly cupped a hand around it to prevent the wind from smothering the precious nascent flame.

By neeta, December 13, 2013.
General

A match spluttered. One naked little flame sprang alight among the dark foliage.

By descriptionari, June 30, 2012.

Found in Aaron's Rod, authored by D. H. Lawrence.