Around me power drills were working, cars were rattling, cages were running; three hundred men were Stoping, timbering and rolling cars to and from the chutes and ore-breasts, and in the spectral light I thought it was a scene for a painter.
"The Comstock Club"
Charles Carroll Goodwin
You can't do under'and Stoping in a mine-go down on a vein, you know.
"The Cross-Cut"
Courtney Ryley Cooper