1911 C.E. Mulford Bar-20 Days 80: He [...] felt for tobacco and papers. As he finished pouring the chopped alfalfa into the paper he glanced up.at alfalfa, n.
1911 C.E. Mulford Bar-20 Days 143: ‘I carry “big medicine” agin hoss-thieves,’ he replied, tapping his holster.at big medicine (n.) under big, adj.
1911 C.E. Mulford Bar-20 Days 63: I’m busted wide open, except for a measly dollar.at busted (out), adj.
1911 C.E. Mulford Bar-20 Days 174: ‘He’s cashed,’ Red replied, [...] nodding toward the procession.at cash, v.2
1911 C.E. Mulford Bar-20 Days 169: ‘I’ll bet he’s cashed in by this time.’ ‘Cashed nothing! Them fellers don’t.’.at cash in, v.
1911 C.E. Mulford Bar-20 Days 19: No funny business, or we’ll clean up the whole bunch.at clean up, v.
1911 C.E. Mulford Bar-20 Days 176: When I get well I’m going down to Harlan’s an’ clean house proper.at clean house (v.) under clean, v.
1911 C.E. Mulford Bar-20 Days 108: I’d be a fine sort of coyote to leave him in that hell hole an’ not go back.at coyote, n.
1911 C.E. Mulford Bar-20 Days 147: I’d better tote a gun, goin’ down an’ beardin’ such a thief in his own den.at den, n.
1911 C.E. Mulford Bar-20 Days 43: You dod-blasted, thick-sculled wooden-heads.at dod-blasted (adj.) under dod, n.1
1911 C.E. Mulford Bar-20 Days 155: He realized that he was in a tight place unless he obeyed the man with the drop.at drop, n.1
1911 C.E. Mulford Bar-20 Days 95: ‘Anybody’d think you was full of red-eye, the way you act,’ muttered Red.at red-eye, n.
1911 C.E. Mulford Bar-20 Days 128: I’ve seen a one-eyed coyote som’ers lately, ain’t I?at one-eyed, adj.
1911 C.E. Mulford Bar-20 Days 19: ‘That wasn’t whiskey!’ cried Hopalong, sleepily. ‘That liquor was fixed!’.at fixed, adj.1
1911 C.E. Mulford Bar-20 Days 37: ‘Well, I’ll bet twenty-five dollars he flunks!’ breathed the bartender.at flunk, v.
1911 C.E. Mulford Bar-20 Days 160: Wayfaring strangers were ‘trimmed’ in ‘frame-ups’ at cards.at frame-up, n.
1911 C.E. Mulford Bar-20 Days 174: Follow that glory-outfit, an’ see what’s in that box!at glory-outfit (n.) under glory, n.
1911 C.E. Mulford Bar-20 Days 76: I’ll fight you rough-an’-tumble to see if I keep it, or if you take the cayuse an’ shoot me besides: is it a go?at go, n.1
1911 C.E. Mulford Bar-20 Days 26: We’ll fight to the finish. You’ll be the first to go under if you gets any smart.at go under, v.
1911 C.E. Mulford Bar-20 Days 61: Mebby it’s th’ branding chute of some gospel sharp. [Ibid.] 76: I [...] dropped into that gospel dealer’s layout to see if he could make me feel any better.at gospel-grinder (n.) under gospel, n.
1911 C.E. Mulford Bar-20 Days 125: ‘Grub pile!’ shouted Stevenson, and the two made haste to obey.at grub-pile (n.) under grub, n.2
1911 C.E. Mulford Bar-20 Days 143: Why, he’s a two-laigged hold-up! [...] He’s the biggest thief I ever knowed.at hold-up, n.
1911 C.E. Mulford Bar-20 Days 186: Holy Cats! A log must ’a’ got jammed in the sluice-gate up there.at holy cats! (excl.) under holy...!, excl.
1911 C.E. Mulford Bar-20 Days 183: ‘That is a hummer of a game,’ laughed Slivers. [...] ‘You bet it’s a hummer,’ cried Boston.at hummer, n.1