On one occasion, however, the superintendent being absent, Tom took so long a spell at the ale that Jack became restive, and the trace fastenings being long enough, the animal put his head inside the Beerhouse door, and seizing the astonished Tom by the collar with his teeth, dragged him out to his duty at the truck.
"Stories of Animal Sagacity"
W.H.G. Kingston
Here stands a group of elm trees; there half-a-dozen houses; next a cornfield thrusting a long narrow strip into the centre of the place; more cottages built with the back to the road, and the front door opening just the other way; a small meadow, a well, a deep lane, with banks built up of loose stone to prevent them slipping- only broad enough for one waggon to pass at once-and with cottages high above reached by steps; an open space where three more crooked lanes meet; a turnpike gate, and, of course, a Beerhouse hard by it.
"Wild Life in a Southern County"
Richard Jefferies
The other house, the Blue Boar, is a mere Beerhouse, where the lower strata of Belpher society gather of a night to quench their thirst and to tell one another interminable stories without any point whatsoever.
"A Damsel in Distress"
Pelham Grenville Wodehouse