By the bye have you the book, the thing, the ashplant?

Stephen sometimes walks with an ashplant, just as his grandfather did.

He walked on, waiting to be spoken to, trailing his ashplant by his side.

He stood on the steps of the library to look at them, leaning wearily on his ashplant.

He began to beat the frayed end of his ashplant against the base of a pillar.

He took the hilt of his ashplant, lunging with it softly, dallying still.

My ashplant will float away.

Stephen, taking his ashplant from its leaningplace, followed them out and, as they went down the ladder, pulled to the slow iron door and locked it.

She walked fairly briskly with the aid of the Rev. Julian Harmon's stout ashplant stick.

Martin Ashplant (Metro.co.uk)

He climbed over the sedge and eely oarweeds and sat on a stool of rock, resting his ashplant in a grike.

Lesley Ashplant, a consultant with Ernst & Young, said it was becoming the norm for high-end hotels to offer high-speed Internet access and videos on demand.

Explorations in Cultural History (with T.G. Ashplant) (London: Pluto Press, 2000)

The colonnade above him made him think vaguely of an ancient temple and the ashplant on which he leaned wearily of the curved stick of an augur.

In 1897 Jesse Ashplant founded the Fingle Bridge Tea Shelter on the north landing of the bridge, serving refreshments to the fishermen, tourists and grain carriers of the day.

--SACRIFIZIO INCRUENTO, Stephen said smiling, swaying his ashplant in slow swingswong from its midpoint, lightly.

Preparatory to anything else Mr Bloom brushed off the greater bulk of the shavings and handed Stephen the hat and ashplant and bucked him up generally in orthodox Samaritan fashion which he very badly needed.

He tugged swiftly at Stephen's ashplant in farewell and, running forward to a brow of the cliff, fluttered his hands at his sides like fins or wings of one about to rise in the air, and chanted:

BLOOM TIGHTENS AND LOOSENS HIS GRIP ON THE ASHPLANT.

But if I did that, then it would be fitting also to describe the James Joyce encounter, Joyce in Paris, Joyce in a dark blue serge suit, a black felt hat, old tennis shoes on his feet, twirling an ashplant and talking obscenities.