There was a stile to pass from this field into the next. It had four steps, and a stone to cross over when you came to the uppermost. It was impossible for me to climb this stile because every step was six feet high, and the upper stone above twenty.
Jonathan Swift. Gulliver's Travels Into Several Remote Regions of the World (1726)
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I sat down on a stile which led thence into a field.
Charlotte Brontë. Jane Eyre (1847)
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I went down to the front garden and clumb over the stile where you go through the high board fence.
Mark Twain. The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn
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When we came near the churchyard, we had to cross an embankment, and get over a stile near a sluice-gate. There started up, from the gate, or from the rushes, or from the ooze (which was quite in his stagnant way), Old Orlick.
Charles Dickens. Great Expectations (1861)
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Jamie handed me over the stile at the back of the inn.
Diana Gabaldon. Outlander (1991)
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From the scaffold in front of the mansion Rumfoord went to a stile that arched over the crest of a boxwood hedge.