Father lit a match and located the stairs to the haymow.
"The Innocents" by Sinclair Lewis
Old Donald lay asleep in the haymow above the barn.
"Nancy McVeigh of the Monk Road" by R. Henry Mainer
And Grandpa must board over that hole if you are going to play in the haymow.
"Sunny Boy in the Country" by Ramy Allison White
But he saw Captain Foster walk toward the haymow.
"Uncle Sam's Boys as Lieutenants" by H. Irving Hancock
We used to play in the haymow, and fall from the apple trees together, and all that.
"A Pessimist" by Robert Timsol
Then I went lickety-sizzle up the ladder to the haymow and sure enough Pop was right!
"Shenanigans at Sugar Creek" by Paul Hutchens
My little friends and I are playing in the haymow.
"The World I Live In" by Helen Keller
They have no system of numbering houses and to hunt for some certain one is like hunting for a needle in a haymow.
"Birdseye Views of Far Lands" by James T. Nichols
His sleeping place was the floor or the haymow, the ruined church, whatever lodging chance gave him.
"The Book of Saints and Friendly Beasts" by Abbie Farwell Brown
And help me out of this haymow.
"Valley of Wild Horses" by Zane Grey
They look better on the printed page than they do in the haymow.
"Under the Maples" by John Burroughs
You know you haven't any business in the haymow or crawling under the old carryall.
"The Camerons of Highboro" by Beth B. Gilchrist
The stuffy air in a cave or in a hole under a haymow will lead a child to frantic escape.
"Psychology" by Robert S. Woodworth
Go back to your haymow and leave soldiers alone.
"Si Klegg, Book 3 (of 6) Si And Shorty Meet Mr. Rosenbaum, The Spy, Who Relates His Adventures" by John McElroy
I told her she should not leave her fifteen-year-old daughter lying about a haymow.
"The Awakening of Spring" by Frank Wedekind
Did you ever hunt for eggs in a haymow?
"Rosemary and Rue" by Amber
Rather to the amazement of her companions, Grace made the climb to the haymow without the least difficulty.
"The Meadow-Brook Girls Across Country" by Janet Aldridge
I left the train and in a few moments was tucked away in the haymow of a barn near the station.
"With Fire and Sword" by Samuel H. M. Byers
The boy had just scrambled out of a haymow with his hat full of eggs.
"In League with Israel" by Annie F. Johnston
Well, we sat in the haymow and quarrelled.
"Affinities and Other Stories" by Mary Roberts Rinehard