1827 J. Kenney Spring And Autumn I iii: Do you remember poor Fairlove [...] who used to bring me all the chit-chat of the garrison.at chitchat, n.1
1827 J. Kenney Spring And Autumn I iii: The law’s at my heels, and I never could run in my life.at law, n.
1827 J. Kenney Spring and Autumn I iii: Miss Zoe Zephyr, to raise the wind, has put your note in the hands of her attorney.at raise the wind (v.) under raise, v.