Now, the country-you're like in a coalhole for the matter o' that.
"The Complete Project Gutenberg Works of George Meredith"
George Meredith
Next, behind a low dirty door in the S. wall, is the coalhole, then the high dresser, and then the door to the narrow front passage, beneath the ceiling of which are lodged masts, spars and sails.
"A Poor Man's House"
Stephen Sydney Reynolds
After an hour or so of that, I gets up and sits by the open window; but as there ain't any moon or any street lights, it's like starin' down a coalhole.
"Torchy"
Sewell Ford