peavy

Hurley reached for a peavy that stood in the corner behind the door.

Hurley tossed the peavy into its corner and proceeded to unlace his boots.

This man was standing on an extreme point, leaning on his peavy, watching the timbers float past.

The “peavy” is the Maine name for a slightly different variety of “cant-dog,” which takes its title from its maker in Old Town.

The big boss leaned upon his peavy and regarded Connie thoughtfully.