I exclaimed, aghast, looking up at the Baron after I had read an abusive letter, which in cold, even lines of typewriting commenced with the words: "You, a withered crook in spectacular uniform better fitted for the stage of the Metropol Theatre, should, instead of invoking the aid of Providence, clear out your own AugEan stable.
"The Secrets of Potsdam"
William Le Queux
Probably Hercules thought the AugEan stables were spotless and fragrant when he had finished with them.
"Flowing Gold"
Rex Beach
The Pasha shouted the last word, and then fell back in fits of laughter; while the terrified man fled to the hen-house, and drove its occupants frantic in his wild attempts to clEanse their AugEan stable.
"In the Track of the Troops"
R.M. Ballantyne
