Thomas Hardy,
Far from the Madding Crowd — Chapter XXXVI
(1874)
“ Oak gazed with misgiving at eight naked and unprotected ricks, massive and heavy with the rich produce of one-half the farm for that year. He went on to the barn.This was the night which had been selected by Sergeant Troy -- ruling now in the room of his wife -- for giving the harvest supper and dance. As Oak approached the building the sound of violins and a tambourine, and the regular jigging of many feet, grew more distinct. ”
