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Moleskin Joe 308: What’s true doesn’t matter a tinker’s damn.at not matter a tinker’s damn, v.
Moleskin Joe 308: What’s true doesn’t matter a tinker’s damn. Moleskin Joe 74: I’ve done a short tucker stretch for three weeks, and so I’m chancin’ my arm on Glencorrie, for a wee while.at chance one’s arm (v.) under arm, n.
Moleskin Joe 233: Gawr! If they haven’t made an ass of you, ask me another!at ask (me) another! (excl.) under ask, v.
Moleskin Joe 286: And lorblimey! the way that his head was cracked again the rocks is somethin’ awful.at lor blime!, excl.
Moleskin Joe 37: ’Tis wenches, fights and blurry booze in barrel, mug and can / That makes the life of stress and strife as suits the navvy man!at blurry, adj.
Moleskin Joe 188: The way some coves stuff their bellies and the way others haven’t a bite. It’s enough to make a man a Bolshy.at bolshie, n.
Moleskin Joe 99: R.C. parade cushy, tray bong, so I signed on as an R.C. [Ibid.] 183: The other beasts ain’t no bong.at bong, adj.
Moleskin Joe 100: Father Nolan, I’m not boozed!at boozed, adj.
Moleskin Joe 15: The buck-navvy is a type of workman in whom are the qualities (or lack of them) of the hobo, vagrant and tramp. He is an outcast of society, [...] the rude uncultured labourer.at buck, adj.1
Moleskin Joe 17: Wenches are always nice, but the nicest are them you’re not buckled to!at buckle, v.
Moleskin Joe 133: The polisman didn’t know that he was my butty.at butty, n.1
Moleskin Joe 160: ‘Con-dew-it,’ mumbled Carroty. ‘Hold your cack!’ Molesking shouted.at cack, n.2
Moleskin Joe 52: Your Carroty Sclatterguff? I’d know your skin on a bush. God was tired of his work the day He made you, Carroty.at carrotty, adj.
Moleskin Joe 42: That’s what you did, you elephant-stomacked sack of German cat’s-meat.at cat’s meat, n.
Moleskin Joe 71: Does chars, she does. [...] Then she comes in and dishes me up a meal. The out to chars again.at char, v.
Moleskin Joe 53: Chew them long words, Carroty! [...] Speak good English like me. Were you spliced, or weren’t you?at chew, v.
Moleskin Joe 54: And the one woman, Moleskin, day and night, when you go to doss, when you wake up, when you have a crock [...] is more than mortal man can bear.at crock, n.2
Moleskin Joe 80: I’ve been a lag, a crook [...] a joint as can keep puttin’ down tipple in the four-ale when my butties are on the sawdust.at put down, v.1
Moleskin Joe 62: Sally Jaup! Old Draggle-tails, you mean?at draggle-tail, n.
Moleskin Joe 55: Once I was able to [...] crook an elbow when them as didn’t take quarter’s much ale as me were flat in the sawdust.at crook the elbow (v.) under elbow, n.1
Moleskin Joe 34: The poor nuns [...] Raped! Ah, the dirty faggot, that Kaiser!at faggot, n.1
Moleskin Joe 51: ‘Flat on the dead-end,’ was the man’s answer, ‘’Aven’t seen bread for two days.’.at flat on one’s ass (adj.) under flat, adj.3
Moleskin Joe 223: Well, flatten me out, if you’re not a catch!at flatten, v.
Moleskin Joe 80: I’ve been a lag, a crook [...] a joint as can keep puttin’ down tipple in the four-ale when my butties are on the sawdust.at joint, n.
Moleskin Joe 58: I was at the old kip-shops in Newcastle.at kip shop (n.) under kip, n.1
Moleskin Joe 306: He escaped and now he’s on leg-bail.at leg bail (n.) under leg, n.
Moleskin Joe 198: She ran to the curtain and spoke through the slit. ‘You’re to keep quiet, navvy!’ ‘Doggo as a bag of cement!’ came the voice from the recess.at lie doggo (v.) under lie, v.1
Moleskin Joe 86: Strike me stiff! if I put up with it any more!at strike me dead! (excl.) under strike me...!, excl.
Moleskin Joe 76: Are you off your napper, trying to make your fortune by pinchin’ from buck-navvies?at napper, n.2
Moleskin Joe 58: I never saw him in all my natural.at all one’s natural under natural, n.
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