I'll get a hatchet an' we'll haave a fire in no time.
"My Lady of the Chimney Corner"
Alexander Irvine
All of which may be expressed in that homely phrase, 'Let us bury the hatchet.
"The Locusts' Years"
Mary Helen Fee
Peter went up boldly to the counter and a very thin young man with a stone hatchet instead of a face and his hair very wonderfully parted in the middle-so accurately parted that Peter could think of nothing else-watched him coldly over the barrier.
"Fortitude"
Hugh Walpole