1848 B.A. Baker Glance at N.Y. [play script] Mose: [Affected.] Well, I’m blowed if that ain’t slap up. Lize, you can sing a few. Lize. You ought to hear Jenny Boget and I sing at the shop. We can come it a few, I can tell you.at few, a, n.
1848 B.A. Baker Glance at N.Y. [play script] Lize: Syksey tried, but I bluffed him off — he’s got to look a little more gallus, like my Mose, afore he can commence to shine.at bluff, v.
1848 B.A. Baker Glance at N.Y. [play script] Lize: Syksey tried, but I bluffed him off — he’s got to look a little more gallus, like my Mose, afore he can commence to shine.at gallows, adj.
1848 B.A. Baker Glance at N.Y. [play script] Mose: Give us a buss, old gal! Guess I seen ye lookin’ out er ther winder this morning—I did. Lize: Oh git out—you Mose!at get out! (excl.) under get, v.
1848 B.A. Baker Glance at N.Y. [play script] Lize: La! Mose, don’t get huffy ’cause I mentioned him.at huffy, adj.
1848 B.A. Baker Glance at N.Y. [play script] Mose: She’s a gallus gal — she is; I’ve strong suspicions I’ll have to get slung to her one of these days.at get slung to (v.) under sling, v.
1848 B.A. Baker Glance at N.Y. [play script] Lize: [T]that Mose of mine is such a dear fellow — he don’t care for expense — not he — he thinks there’s no gal like me in this village.at Village, the, n.