R. F. White, Punch, Volume 147, Issue 3814… (19th and 20th century)
“ A devastating blizzard enveloped them, and they lay huddled together behind a rock, chilled to the bone by the driving particles of ice and snow. "There is no escape," said Lord Tamerton mournfully to his sister, Lady Margaret. "We must prepare to meet our deaths like true mountaineers." "True fiddlesticks!" replied Lady Margaret with spirit. "Ralph will come back to us." ”
