On this seething human ocean she tossed Anchorless, without so much as a straw to cling to.
"The Song of Songs"
Hermann Sudermann
In a way he was the most baffling kind of a mystery to those who knew him: he frequented the haunts of men, took a friendly drink, played cards for small sums, laughed and jested like any other Anchorless man.
"Parrot & Co."
Harold MacGrath
After Big Joe died Hoolool would have been Anchorless without that Totem Pole.
"The Shagganappi"
E. Pauline Johnson