At seven, A. M., we passed through Zenia, where the train stopped long enough for us to wash up and look about us.
My First Campaign|J. W. Grant
But I have a number of friends who are natives of Zenia, and they fret me with their boastings.
The God in the Box|Sewell Peaslee Wright
With Zenia's breast thy faithful shield, thy love her sweet reward.
The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction|Various
Zenia interrupted, "Aren't you talking a bit above the child's understanding, Drake?"
The Mathematicians|Arthur Feldman
That little fellow would be so sleepy sometime that he would say: 'Don't wash em, Zenia, jes' wet em.'
Slave Narratives: A Folk History of Slavery in the United States From Interviews with Former Slaves: Volume II, Arkansas Narratives, Part 2|Work Projects Administration