Neil, Duncan, and Nicol watched him throw his oilskin into the boat, and go forward to the bow, and take his place there at the oar; and they knew very well that if there was any one who could pull a huge oar better than Rob MacNicol, it was not in Erisaig that that person was to be found.
"The Beautiful Wretch; The Pupil of Aurelius; and The Four Macnicols"
William Black
Ned was now wearing an oilskin, for he would not have allowed any amount of rain to have driven him below.
"Ahead of the Army"
W. O. Stoddard
Where would those eyes be, conspirators with the lids above them and the merry fluctuations of the brows; where would those lips be, from which the laughter never quite vanished, even as the ripple of the ocean's edge tries how small it can get but never dies outright; where the great coils of black hair that would not go inside any ordinary oilskin swimming-cap; where the incorrigible impertinence and flippancy be we never liked to miss a word of; where, in short, would Sally be if she had never emerged from that black shadow in the past?
"Somehow Good"
William de Morgan