1933 M. Marshall Tramp-Royal on the Toby 14: I didn’t care a footer for how romantic the name sounded.at not care a fouter, v.
1933 ‘The Dirge of the Dole’ in M. Marshall Tramp-Royal on the Toby 228: We are the also-ranners, / Us workless blokes on the Dole.at also-ran, n.
1933 M. Marshall Tramp-Royal on the Toby 105: All I could buy was a twopenny bowl of camphor-and-moth and a penny mug of you-and-me.at camphor and moth, n.
1933 M. Marshall Tramp-Royal on the Toby 105: All I could buy was a twopenny bowl of camphor-and-moth and a penny mug of you-and-me.at you and me, n.
1933 M. Marshall Tramp-Royal on the Toby 165: Come on, my lad, show a leg! [...] rise and shine!at rise and shine!, excl.
1933 M. Marshall Tramp-Royal on the Toby 74: I [...] explore my many pockets for the packet of black-and-white which a tramp like me always carries with him.at black and white, n.1
1933 M. Marshall Tramp-Royal on the Toby 290: Those bozos sure give me a pain in the pants.at give someone a pain in the arse (v.) under pain in the arse, n.
1933 M. Marshall Tramp-Royal on the Toby 84: In spite of the gosh-awful torture of getting there I got there.at gosh-awful, adj.
1933 M. Marshall Tramp-Royal on the Toby 154: These are the shagsters, or hard-up men. Their blend [...] is called hard-up, kerbstone twist, B.D.V. (Bend Down Virginia), and other names.at b.d.v., n.
1933 M. Marshall Tramp-Royal on the Toby 131: I [...] got down to it bald-headed with my coat off.at bald-headed, adv.
1933 M. Marshall Tramp-Royal on the Toby 123: Scores of Scotties, Paddies, Taffies, Brummies, Yorkies, and Yellow Bellies.at yellow belly, n.
1933 M. Marshall Tramp-Royal on the Toby 368: tummy-timber, food.at belly timber (n.) under belly, n.
1933 M. Marshall Tramp-Royal on the Toby 21: I was given a fistful of fags and one-and-a-bender.at bender, n.1
1933 M. Marshall Tramp-Royal on the Toby 174: You can bet your braces that cushioned seats and uncushioned seats are at the bottom of it.at bet one’s boots (v.) under bet, v.
1933 M. Marshall Tramp-Royal on the Toby 164: There’s nae better place in a’ the Big Smoke.at Big Smoke, n.
1933 M. Marshall Tramp-Royal on the Toby 275: ‘Mind your own cursed business!’ and blasting and blinding, he hauled off Rab.at blind, v.2
1933 M. Marshall Tramp-Royal on the Toby 195: A couple of splits, two blinking bloodhounds of the blooming Law, were hot on my trail!at bloodhound (n.) under blood, n.1
1933 M. Marshall Tramp-Royal on the Toby 120: ‘You can arrest me when I come back, can’t you officer?’ Boy Blue pondered deeply.at blue boy, n.2
1933 M. Marshall Tramp-Royal on the Toby 14: I [...] got canned up, and some blushing dagoes half-inched my dough.at blushing, adj.
1933 M. Marshall Tramp-Royal on the Toby 212: When our name was called we had to step briskly up to the desk, behind which stood the Big Brass Boss.at boss, n.2
1933 M. Marshall Tramp-Royal on the Toby 135: Such pessimism is as rare on the Toby as a Jew-boy or a Cockney.at Jew boy, n.
1933 M. Marshall Tramp-Royal on the Toby 272: His brain automatically atrophies and becomes detached from the brain-pan.at brainpan (n.) under brain, n.1
1933 M. Marshall Tramp-Royal on the Toby 291: Guess we’re sure handing the fishes a swell break, eh?at give someone/something a break (v.) under break, n.1
1933 M. Marshall Tramp-Royal on the Toby 123: Scores of Scotties, Paddies, Taffies, Brummies, Yorkies, and Yellow Bellies.at Brummy, n.
1933 M. Marshall Tramp-Royal on the Toby 78: ‘Bull!’ was my not altogether polite criticism of this long-winded discourse.at bull!, excl.
1933 M. Marshall Tramp-Royal on the Toby 14: I burned the breeze as fast as my leg would let me.at burn the wind (v.) under burn, v.
1933 ‘The Dirge of the Dole’ in M. Marshall Tramp-Royal on the Toby 229: Oh, we wish we were dead! A curse on the head / Of the man who began the Buroo!at buroo, n.