1912 J. London Smoke Bellew (1926) 76: That was bear-meat [...] the real bear-meat. Say, we went a few, didn’t we, Smoke.at few, a, adv.
1912 J. London Smoke Bellew Pt 10 🌐 You’re almighty swift with business up here on the hill.at almighty, adv.
1912 J. London Smoke Bellew (1926) 232: ‘It’s knock down an’ drag out an’ plow through!’ Shorty yelled in his partner’s ear.at knock down and drag out, v.
1912 J. London Smoke Bellew (1926) 170: The table stood close to the fire, and the blamed wheel’s warped. [...] He couldn’t have bucked for sour apples at any other table.at for sour apples (adv.) under apple, n.1
1912 J. London Smoke Bellew (1926) 14: Tell him to kick around and get some gink to turn out a live serial, and to put into it the real romance and glamour and colour of San Francisco.at kick around, v.
1912 J. London Smoke Bellew (1926) 167: You’ve sure got the world by the slack of it’s pants. They’s millions in it.at have someone/something by the balls (v.) under balls, n.
1912 J. London Smoke Bellew Pt 8 🌐 Copper! Raw, red copper! An’ they think it‘s gold! [...] The poor devils banked everything on it.at bank on (v.) under bank, n.1
1912 J. London Smoke Bellew (1926) 26: He’s the editor and proprietor and all-around big squeeze of the Billow. What he says goes. He can make ghosts walk.at big squeeze (n.) under big, adj.
1912 J. London Smoke Bellew (1926) 30: Cariboo Charley. He was just pointed out to me. He struck it big on Klondike.at big, adv.
1912 J. London Smoke Bellew Pt 8 🌐 You an’ me has a month’s grub [...] which is one hundred an’ eighty meals. Here’s two hundred Indians, with real, full-grown appetites. How the blazes can we give’m one meal even?at how the blazes! (excl.) under blazes, n.
1912 J. London Smoke Bellew Pt 9 🌐 ‘I don’t like to wallop a sick man,’ Shorty explained, his fist doubled menacingly. ‘But I’d wallop his block off if it’d make him well.’.at knock someone’s block off (v.) under block, n.1
1912 J. London Smoke Bellew Pt 12 🌐 These is the real, blowed-in-the-glass, wild Indians.at blown-in-the-glass, adj.
1912 J. London Smoke Bellew (1926) 164: We’ll put a roulette table in a back room of the Elkhorn, pool the bank against you, and have you buck us.at buck, v.2
1912 J. London Smoke Bellew Pt 10 🌐 That geezer you was dickerin’ with is a big buck Indian. Am I right?at buck, adj.1
1912 J. London Smoke Bellew (2007) 192: Wild Water swung the bunco game timed to seconds. I hadn’t no time to examine them eggs.at bunco, n.
1912 J. London Smoke Bellew 287: When it comes to fi-nance we’re sure the fattest suckers that ever fell for the get-rich-quick bunco.at bunco, n.
1912 J. London Smoke Bellew (1926) 187: You laid among the trees an’ bushwhacked him.at bushwhack, v.
1912 J. London Smoke Bellew Pt 7 🌐 Why, if we can ever get our hands on all that bottom, we’ll make Rockefeller look like thirty cents.at like thirty cents (adj.) under thirty cents, n.
1912 J. London Smoke Bellew (1926) 30: ‘What’s chechaquo mean?’ Kit asked. ‘You’re one; I’m one,’ was the answer. ‘Maybe I am, but you’ve got to search me. What does it mean?’ ‘Tender-foot.’.at cheechako, n.
1912 J. London Smoke Bellew Pt 10 🌐 Shorty cocked his head triumphantly toward a tin pail of eggs on the table. ‘Seven dollars a clatter, though,’ he confessed.at clatter, n.1
1912 J. London Smoke Bellew (1926) 62: They’ll drop you cold as soon as they hit Dawson.at cold, adv.
1912 J. London Smoke Bellew Pt 8 🌐 The craps-player, his money still lying on the table and his slippery Joe Cotton still uncaptured, had come over to Smoke.at Joe Cotton, n.
1912 J. London Smoke Bellew Pt 7 🌐 ‘Well, gosh-dash my dingbats, if you haven’t beaten me to it,’ Carson swore whimsically.at dingbat, n.6
1912 J. London Smoke Bellew (1926) 84: We’ve got agreements. If they fire us they’ve got to divvy up grub to last us through the winter.at divvy, v.
1912 J. London Smoke Bellew Pt 10 🌐 When it comes to finance we’re sure the fattest suckers that ever fell for the get-rich-quick bunco.at fall for, v.
1912 J. London Smoke Bellew Pt 11 🌐 I bet you the drinks, Smoke, if you an’ me flop around the corner quick [...] an’ then turn back from around the next corner, that we run into him a-hikin’ hell-bent.at flop, v.
1912 J. London Smoke Bellew Pt 7 🌐 My wife knew I’d strike it. I’ve got faith enough, but hers knocks mine galleywest.at galley-west, adv.
1912 J. London Smoke Bellew (1926) 92: Oh, you’ll get yours as soon as I finish with your pardner, you little hog-wallopin’ snooper, you.at get one’s (v.) under get, v.
1912 J. London Smoke Bellew (1926) 88: ‘If we’re goin’ to Dawson, we got to take charge of this here outfit.’ They looked at each other. ‘It’s a go,’ said Kit, as his hand went out in ratification.at go, n.1
1912 J. London Smoke Bellew Pt 11 🌐 ‘You can go some,’ Saltman acknowledged [...] as he sat astride Smoke’s chest. ‘But I down you every time.’.at go, v.