Over this flintstone every year the people come by thousands, and crawl on their naked knees or walk on their naked feet.
The stages stopped at flintstone, and Thomas Robinson kept the leading tavern there, in the olden time.
Henry B. Elbon also kept a tavern in flintstone for many years, but his career began after that of the old road ended.
Her uncle's grey head on his pillow was like a flintstone in chalk under her look by light of dawn; the chin had dropped.
As early as 1835 Jonathan Huddleson kept a tavern in flintstone, and had the patronage of one of the stage lines.