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Post Captain (1813) 145: But this backing and filling is nonsense.at back and fill, v.
Post Captain (1813) 145: But this backing and filling is nonsense. Post Captain (1813) 76: ‘How is your first lieutenant? Does he drift as much as ever among the girls?’ [...] ‘I am done with blowings, sir [...] I am spliced’.at blowen, n.
Post Captain (1813) 144: Among the blowings at the Haymarket, or about Covent-garden, I have more impudence than a highwayman; but a modest girl always heaves me aback.at blowing, n.1
Post Captain (1813) 145: There stands a youth before you! a blue jacket; who is neither wanting in merit or accomplishments.at bluejacket, n.
Post Captain (1813) 74: Come, Cassandra [...] let us descend and turn in. If I don’t ease my laniard I shall carry away my bob-stay.at bobstay, n.
Post Captain (1813) 42: Lord Fiddlefaddle [...] vowed it was a barbarous john Bull custom, to sit soaking over a bottle, and leaving the women to pine.at John Bull, adj.1
Post Captain (1813) 6: We shall be obliged to breakfast on burgoo.at burgoo, n.
Post Captain (1813) 228: If ever you call me extravagant again, as you did coming along in the chay, I’ll give you no rest for a month.at chay, n.
Post Captain (1813) 117: The carpenter [...] came upon deck to acquaint the captain that [...] there were several feet of water in the well [...] ‘Be it so,Mr Chips, [...] say not a word about the matter’.at chips, n.1
Post Captain (1813) 200: She shall be introduced to the first-chop mandarines.at first chop, adj.
Post Captain (1813) 211: If the cook [...] does not get her coppers well cleaned, and her meat well towed, is she not to be cobbed?at cop, v.
Post Captain (1813) 5: ‘I [...] was compelled to rise at midnight, and drink a glass of cold water.’ ‘Damnable [...] then your coppers were hot’.at hot coppers, n.
Post Captain (1813) 87: A couple of negroes, Jack and Cuffey, rowed our canoe.at cuffy, n.
Post Captain (1813) 46: I would not exchange you for all the pearls, gold and silver in Davy Jones’s locker.at Davy Jones’s locker, n.
Post Captain (1813) 26: You steward! don’t you see this bottle is a marine.at dead marine (n.) under dead, adj.
Post Captain (1813) 163: Caesar [...] was in the high road to get fuddled.at fuddled, adj.
Post Captain (1813) 150: As our heroes passed along the Strand, they were accosted by a hundred gay ladies.at gay, adj.
Post Captain (1813) 28: By goles, if I don’t go up my self directly I know Mr Factor will be squalling.at by goll! (excl.) under goll, n.2
Post Captain (1813) 2: Mr hurricane [...] threw off his grego, that is, his great coat.at grego, n.
Post Captain (1813) 151: I will have my hanger new mounted.at hanger, n.
Post Captain (1813) 6: The hawbuck has not rolled up a single hammock.at hawbuck, n.
Post Captain (1813) 19: The supposed enemy [...] hoisted American colours [...] ‘A Jonothan! by the hookey!’ exclaimed Captain Brilliant.at by hokey! (excl.) under hokey, n.1
Post Captain (1813) 180: Say not a word honey [...] Come, let us fill and be off.at honey, n.1
Post Captain (1813) 71: It is too cold for you to be upon deck. Come below, and turn in.at turn in, v.1
Post Captain (1813) 52: Was it for this I married you [...] and put you in possession of a bag full of joes?* [note] *Joes are golden coins that go in the West Indies.at joe, n.2
Post Captain (1813) 19: The supposed enemy [...] hoisted American colours [...] ‘A Jonothan! by the hookey!’ exclaimed Captain Brilliant.at Jonathan, n.
Post Captain (1813) 4: Send all the idlers up [...] doctor’s mates and loblolly boys.at loblolly boy (n.) under loblolly, n.
Post Captain (1813) 9: Does the Doctor eat his allowance, Mr Nipcheese?at nipcheese, n.
Post Captain (1813) 87: She cry like her mother that loose her pickniny.at piccaninny, n.
Post Captain (1813) 183: What would my papa and mamma say? There would be such a piece of work!at piece of work (n.) under piece, n.
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