1848 Nashville Union (TN) 27 June 2/1: Verily, expediency did run a deep game upon the friends of the great Henry Clay.at run (a) game on (v.) under game, n.
1854 Nashville Union & American (TN) 18 May 2/3: Thunder and lightning! everybody come here with shot-guns, six-shooters and butcher-knives!at thunder and lightning!, excl.
1854 Nashville Union & American (TN) 18 May 2/3: I’ll be cussed [...] if I will see the wimmin’ folks impos’d on! at cussed, adj.
1854 Nashville Union & American (TN) 18 May 2/3: Sure enough cawhallop they came together, and slap-dash the whole on ’em fell flat [...] on the floor.at kerswallop! (excl.) under ker-, pfx
1854 Nashville Union & American (TN) 18 May 2/3: IThe following ‘side splitter’ [...] should be read by every one afflicted with the ‘blues’.at side-splitter, n.
1860 Nashville Union Amer. 17 Nov. 3/1: A Tennesseean Swindled [...] he took passage on one of the fiver boats at Cairo, and was followed by a pigeon-dropper.at pigeon dropper (n.) under pigeon drop, n.
1860 Nashville union & American (TN) 19 Dec. 2/3: This is characteristic of Hogopolis.at Porkopolis, n.
1870 Nashville union (TN) 31 July 3/1: I feel inclined to laugh, but the fear of being taken by Dr Kelly for an ‘owl in an ivy bush’ restrains me.at like an owl in an ivy-bush under owl, n.
1870 Nashville Union & American (TN) 22 May 1/4: I asked myself can this be the fearful ring-rail snorter of the Senate.at ringtailed snorter, n.
1870 Nashville Union & American (TN) 18 Nov. 1/6: Fellows who have committed murders [...] ‘road agents’ (i.e. highway robbers) [...] and desperados.at road-agent (n.) under road, n.
1871 Nashville Union & American (TN) 30 Apr. 3/2: Two widows, both of whom know how many beans make five, if ever women did.at know how many (blue) beans make five (v.) under beans, n.3
1873 Nashville Union & American (TN) 7 Dec. 1/2: Porkopolitan, Cincinnati, Dec. 6. — The total hogs slaughtered here for the week were 77,000.at Porkopolitan (n.) under Porkopolis, n.
1874 Nashville Union (TN) 22 July 3/1: Sal, dog gone my hide if you ain’t the sweetest, littlest mite of humanity.at doggone, v.