wheatsheaf

Updated: May 23, 2025

And of all things in this world, here is the neck of a bottle stuck in the brute's hide! 'Good heavens! I exclaimed. 'I remember. My dear mother packed a bottle of Daffy's elixir in the barrel of my pistol. 'And you have shot it into the bloodhound! roared Reuben. 'Ho! ho! When they hear that tale at the tap of the Wheatsheaf, there will be some throats dry with laughter.

Sir Arthur Conan Doyle - Micah Clarke: His Statement as made to his three grandchildren Joseph,: Gervas and Reuben During the Hard Winter of 1734

That matter I set straight and proceeded on my way; but I could not pass the sign of the Wheatsheaf without John Lockarby, Reuben's father, plunging out at me and insisting upon my coming in with him for a morning cup. 'The best glass of mead in the countryside, and brewed under my own roof, said he proudly, as he poured it into the flagon.

Sir Arthur Conan Doyle - Micah Clarke: His Statement as made to his three grandchildren Joseph,: Gervas and Reuben During the Hard Winter of 1734