staithes

Down by the river the smell was almost intolerable to any but Monkshaven people during certain seasons of the year; but on these unsavoury 'staithes' the old men and children lounged for hours, almost as if they revelled in the odours of train-oil.

Sylvia's Lovers — Volume 1 Elizabeth Cleghorn Gaskell 1837

Down by the river the smell was almost intolerable to any but Monkshaven people during certain seasons of the year; but on these unsavoury 'staithes' the old men and children lounged for hours, almost as if they revelled in the odours of train-oil.

Sylvia's Lovers — Complete Elizabeth Cleghorn Gaskell 1837

Northumberland Dock and the staithes of the Tyne Commissioners, where the waggon ways from various collieries bring the coal to the water's edge.

Northumberland Yesterday and To-day 1908

In a secondary degree it is useful as a commercial highway, the barge traffic being really useful to the people on its banks, where coal, stone for road-mending, wood, flour, and other heavy and necessary goods are delivered on the staithes almost at their doors.

The Naturalist on the Thames 1882

'If we're sharp we can sell our eggs, and be down to the staithes before she comes into port.

Sylvia's Lovers — Volume 1 Elizabeth Cleghorn Gaskell 1837

I never set eyne upon her till half an hour ago on th 'staithes, and maybe I'll niver see her again.'

Sylvia's Lovers — Volume 1 Elizabeth Cleghorn Gaskell 1837

Time was I should ha 'been on th' staithes throwing up my cap wit 't' best on 'em; but now it pleases

Sylvia's Lovers — Volume 1 Elizabeth Cleghorn Gaskell 1837

The river itself was swelling and chafing with the incoming tide till its vexed waters rushed over the very feet of the watching crowd on the staithes, as the great sea waves encroached more and more every minute.

Sylvia's Lovers — Complete Elizabeth Cleghorn Gaskell 1837

Molly and Sylvia were far along the staithes by the time he got to this point of cheerfulness.

Sylvia's Lovers — Volume 1 Elizabeth Cleghorn Gaskell 1837

The river itself was swelling and chafing with the incoming tide till its vexed waters rushed over the very feet of the watching crowd on the staithes, as the great sea waves encroached more and more every minute.

Sylvia's Lovers — Volume 1 Elizabeth Cleghorn Gaskell 1837