Then they hae yoked carts and WAINS, To ca' their dead away, And shot auld dykes aboon the lave, In gutters where they lay.
"Minstrelsy of the Scottish border (3rd ed) (1 of 3)"
Walter Scott
"I've a wife an' WAINS myself," he continued, "but we're not s' bad off on a farm."
"My Lady of the Chimney Corner"
Alexander Irvine
"Maybe Mrs. Boyle an' th' WAINS are as hungry as we are," Anna remarked.
"My Lady of the Chimney Corner"
Alexander Irvine