It would have been like looking for a needle in a Haymow to search for him in these woods.
"Canoeing in the wilderness"
Henry David Thoreau
Then he went home, crawled up into the Haymow and wept, for he had something in his heart and it hurt.
"The Valley of the Giants"
Peter B. Kyne
You might as well look for a needle in a Haymow.
"Peggy in Her Blue Frock"
Eliza Orne White