Store-house

1593, Thomas Nashe, Christs Teares over Jerusalem, London: Andrewe Wise, Ronald B. McKerrow (editor), The Works of Thomas Nashe, London: A.H. Bullen, 1904, Volume 2, p. 69, The Store-houses burnt, the siege harde plyed, the waste of victuals great, the husbanding of them none at all, there fell such an infestuous unsaciable famine amongst them, that if all the stones of Jerusalem had been bread, and they should have tyred on them, yet woulde they have beene behind hand with their appetite.

When the ſalt is carried into the ſtore-houſe, it is put into drabs, which are partitions, like ſtalls for horſes, lined at three ſides, and the bottom with boards, and having a ſliding-board on the foreſide to draw up on occaſion.

Fertile land is no better than a barren rock, when myriads of locusts come “wasping on the wind” to devour up all its green fruits; or if the husbandman harvests his crop to be devoured in the store-house by millions of weazles and ants.

Not a latent echo in the house, not a squeak and scuffle from the mice behind the panelling, not a drip from the half-thawed water-spout in the dull yard behind, not a sigh among the leafless boughs of one despondent poplar, not the idle swinging of an empty store-house door, no, not a clicking in the fire, but fell upon the heart of Scrooge with softening influence, and gave a freer passage to his tears.