coalyard

There is still a working line at its side, the atmosphere of a coalyard intact.

Railway Echo No 6 Peter Ashley 2008

Anton stood in the coalyard of Lord Sisk's home, sadly surveying the wreckage of the Professor's balloon, stretched out on the cobblestones like the cast-off skin of some giant red snake.

The first sentence I wrote today was... Edward Willett 2006

Anton stood in the coalyard of Lord Sisk's home, sadly surveying the wreckage of the Professor's balloon, stretched out on the cobblestones like the cast-off skin of some giant red snake.

Archive 2006-04-09 Edward Willett 2006

In obedience to Simon, Augie for a while lives a double life, working in the coalyard by day, then dressing up and venturing forth to hobnob with the wealthy.

Bellow's Gift Coetzee, J.M. 2004

Cummings, without the false mustache, which he had either removed or lost (in fact it dropped off as he entered the coalyard) had just ordered a drink as the detectives entered.

Jim Cummings Or, The Great Adams Express Robbery A. Frank [pseud.] Pinkerton

You go over to my coalyard at -- West Lake street, and ask my partner, Weaver.

Jim Cummings Or, The Great Adams Express Robbery A. Frank [pseud.] Pinkerton

This runs eastward through various back premises, and may best be seen in a coalyard near the canal.

Records of Woodhall Spa and Neighbourhood Historical, Anecdotal, Physiographical, and Archaeological, with Other Matter James Conway Walter

The city directory readily gave them the address of Wittrock's coalyard, and securing this room a constant watch had been kept on the spotted house.

Jim Cummings Or, The Great Adams Express Robbery A. Frank [pseud.] Pinkerton

The two men who ran the coalyard, whose names were found to be Weaver and Haight, were well spoken of in the neighborhood and did not look to be the sort of stuff out of which train robbers were manufactured.

Jim Cummings Or, The Great Adams Express Robbery A. Frank [pseud.] Pinkerton

The coalyard, if not particularly pleasant, was not unwholesome; there was sunshine in every room, and finally, the rent was eighteen dollars.

Martie, the Unconquered Kathleen Thompson Norris 1923