What is this intolerable tolling of great bells, and crashing of wheels, and shouting in the distance? A fire. And what that deep red light in the opposite direction? Another fire. And what these charred and blackened walls we stand before? A dwelling where a fire has been. […] There was a fire last night, there are two to-night, and you may lay an even wager there will be at least one, tomorrow. So, carrying that with us for our comfort, let us say goodnight and climb upstairs to bed.
– Charles Dickens, American Notes for General Circulation (1842)