1805  (1933)  . . . this forenoon [two] Squaws arrived from the Sugar Huts intoxicated. . . .
1836  Two young persons of the name of Scott, were nearly killed in their sugar hut (Cabane) by the fall of a Maple.
1863  (1873)  And if, perchance, camped for the night out on the mountain brow in a deserted sugar-hut, you hear the terrible hooting of the great horned owl, fear nothing; it is not the evil one.