When I finally went to sleep, I dreamed that I was driving Margery Fleming along a street in a broken taxicab, and that all the buildings were Pharmacies and numbered eleven twenty-two.
"The Window at the White Cat"
Mary Roberts Rinehart
The building on which he landed was one of the principal Pharmacies; he spiraled down on the escalator to the main floor and went directly to the Literate in charge, noticing that he wore on his Sam Browne not only the badges of retail-merchandising, pharmacist and graduate chemist but also that of medic-in-training.
"Null-ABC"
Henry Beam Piper and John Joseph McGuire
One or two large Pharmacies glittered with jars-purple and otherwise-enough to tempt any number of Rosamonds.
"Clover"
Susan Coolidge