Everywhere hacks, private carriages, cabs, wagons, light and heavy, and carts, frail or strong, carts for bread or meat, for bricks or milk, were bearing fugitives-old men, young mothers, grandmothers, maidens and children-with their trunks, bales, bundles, slaves and provisions-toward the Jackson Railroad to board the first non-military train they could squeeze into, and toward the New and Old Basins to sleep on schooner decks under the open stars in the all-night din of building deckhouses.
"Kincaid's Battery"
George W. Cable
One of our crew groaned, but no other man uttered a sound, and we returned to the shelter of the deckhouses.
"Heroes of the Goodwin Sands"
Thomas Stanley Treanor
The black paint was scarred and peeling higher up, the white deckhouses and boats had grown dingy, and there was about her a poverty-stricken look.
"The Coast of Adventure"
Harold Bindloss