"Sae there was my braw beau, Lieutenant Lichtbody, sittin' on his hunkers on the dyke tap girnin' at Carlaverock Jock an' the Boreland Hielantman on baith sides o' him, an' tryin' tae hit them ower the nose wi' the scabbard o' his sword, for the Whinger itsel' had drappit oot in what ye micht ca' the forced retreat.
"The Lilac Sunbonnet"
S.R. Crockett
I shall stay at home, so you can take my firelock with you, and buckle my Whinger round your waist; in case of need it is a good and trusty weapon, if you only keep your presence of mind."
"Weird Tales. Vol. I"
E. T. A. Hoffmann