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(ed.) Jemmy Twitcher’s Jests 32: [S]eeing that the justice had got a very small affair in hand, she jeeringly said to him [etc].at affair, n.1
(ed.) Jemmy Twitcher’s Jests 32: [S]eeing that the justice had got a very small affair in hand, she jeeringly said to him [etc]. (ed.) Jemmy Twitcher’s Jests 66: [He] shoves her up against a door, and began to do so and so with her.at so-and-so, n.
(ed.) Jemmy Twitcher’s Jests 39: She fell over [...] arse over head and her black bottom was discovered; you may all guess what the beholder saw, beloved a black sight you may be sure .at arse over head under arse, n.
(ed.) Jemmy Twitcher’s Jests 72: I pit my hand intull my bricks, to feel for money [...] but the deel a bawbie cou’d I find.at baubee, n.
(ed.) Jemmy Twitcher’s Jests 68: I can take my bible ooath [sic] to the bag, and the mony [sic] too.at bible, n.
(ed.) Jemmy Twitcher’s Jests 18: Unfortunately for poor Biddy, an unlucky stone lay in her way, and [...] she fell down with the bottle.at biddy, n.2
(ed.) Jemmy Twitcher’s Jests 39: She fell over [...] arse over head and her black bottom was discovered; you may all guess what the beholder saw, beloved a black sight you may be sure .at black bottom (n.) under black, adj.
(ed.) Jemmy Twitcher’s Jests 66: Blood! says he, you’re so fat, a body can’t feel what you have got [i.e. a whore’s vagina].at blood!, excl.
(ed.) Jemmy Twitcher’s Jests 72: [S]he tuck me for a poor gawkey, boss-headed chiel.at boss-headed, adj.
(ed.) Jemmy Twitcher’s Jests 70: She has had the misfortune to have a husband that was acquainted with a pack of brimstone bitches.at brimstone, n.
(ed.) Jemmy Twitcher’s Jests 30: My mistress [...] called to me and said she wanted a brush; and I have just given her a brush .at brush, n.2
(ed.) Jemmy Twitcher’s Jests 80: And, what to strangers gives surprise, / They call the crabs Buckhaven pies.at Buckhaven pie, n.
(ed.) Jemmy Twitcher’s Jests 72: She caud for muckle beer and brandy and gard me bung as a swobe [sic].at bung, adj.1
(ed.) Jemmy Twitcher’s Jests 6: While one great personage spends his time in making buttons, another [...] thinks nothing else but stitching button holes.at one’s arse makes buttons (v.) under button, n.1
(ed.) Jemmy Twitcher’s Jests 6: While one great personage spends his time in making buttons, another [...] thinks nothing else but stitching button holes.at stitch buttonholes (n.) under buttonhole, n.
(ed.) Jemmy Twitcher’s Jests 80: They give new names to ev’ry dish / [...] / For haddocks are call’d capons there [i.e. Buckhaven, Scotland].at capon, n.
(ed.) Jemmy Twitcher’s Jests 15: Conundrums [...] Why is a large fire like a spendthrift? Answer. Because it consumes the cole.at cole, n.
(ed.) Jemmy Twitcher’s Jests 33: I dreamt it was freighted with a certain commodity you men wear about you [...] Some were large, some small, and some of the middle size.at commodity, n.
(ed.) Jemmy Twitcher’s Jests 72: [I]n truth, she tuck [sic] me for a poor gawkey.at country gawk (n.) under country, adj.
(ed.) Jemmy Twitcher’s Jests 85: So void of wit and common sense, / As not to know the difference, / Betwixt a partridge and a dilly.at dilly, n.4
(ed.) Jemmy Twitcher’s Jests 10: ‘Pho! pho’ (cried the earl) so far from that I am told you could never agree’.at faugh!, excl.
(ed.) Jemmy Twitcher’s Jests 52: He told Mr Foote the motion of the coach had a remarkable effect upon him, and given him a violent fit of the Horn-Cholic.at horn-colic (n.) under horn, n.2
(ed.) Jemmy Twitcher’s Jests 66: Then he forced her to another door; and another after that, and would fain have been at it.at at it under it, n.1
(ed.) Jemmy Twitcher’s Jests 82: She to the jordan went to p—s.at jordan, n.
(ed.) Jemmy Twitcher’s Jests 94: I kindly felt her — you know what.at you know what, n.
(ed.) Jemmy Twitcher’s Jests 57: ‘Have a little patience,’ said the post-boy, (pointing to Mr Tallis [the hangman]), ‘there’s one behind who will give you a lift’.at give someone a lift (v.) under lift, n.
(ed.) Jemmy Twitcher’s Jests 76: If nobody lov’d a mob and a racket and an uproar better than Sally Davis, we should have other-gates-doings o’nights.at mob, n.2
(ed.) Jemmy Twitcher’s Jests 23: ‘Avast, brother, with your cheek-jaw and palaver!’.at palaver, n.
(ed.) Jemmy Twitcher’s Jests 9: The reason I am so fond of the game of cribbage is, because every time I peg a hole I think of my wife.at peg a hole (v.) under peg, v.5
(ed.) Jemmy Twitcher’s Jests 11: It was with the utmost difficulty that the surgeon could learn what was the matter with him. At last [...] the pintle-smith, said with some degree of warmth, ‘What the Pox ails thee?’.at pintle-smith (n.) under pintle, n.
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