Seated in the great chair before the oaken table, I unlocked the casket. "The Lost Door" by Dorothy Quick

He closed the oaken door behind him, and locked it, then felt his way along the stone passage, and let himself out by the concealed entrance. "Archibald Malmaison" by Julian Hawthorne

To the right the eyes of the spy fell with respect upon the great oaken chair of the master. "Patsy" by S. R. Crockett