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Adventures of a Scholar Tramp 126: I got drunker than a fiddler’s bitch.at drunk as (a)..., adj.
Adventures of a Scholar Tramp 126: I got drunker than a fiddler’s bitch. Adventures of a Scholar Tramp 293: I don’t give a tinker’s damn if she rambles off to Baffin Bay.at not care a tinker’s (curse), v.
Adventures of a Scholar Tramp 79: The all-firedest biggest bulldog I ever clapped eyes on.at all-fired, adj.
Adventures of a Scholar Tramp 218: Cut and run now! Make it fast!at cut and run, v.
Adventures of a Scholar Tramp 103: I met an old lady and, feeling tired, gave her a song and dance about losing my car-fare. She gave me a nickel.at give someone a song and dance (v.) under song and dance, n.1
Adventures of a Scholar Tramp 290: I was invited to a long table crowded with jovial apple-knockers.at apple-knocker, n.
Adventures of a Scholar Tramp 169: I [...] listened curiously to the speeches and ‘argufying’ going on.at argufy, v.
Adventures of a Scholar Tramp 304: It is, in a pig’s ear!at in a pig’s arse! (excl.) under pig’s arse!, excl.
Adventures of a Scholar Tramp 131: What a great old train-barnacle he was, that Frisco!at barnacle, n.1
Adventures of a Scholar Tramp 139: The barrel-house stiff is frankly a booze parasite.at barrelhouse, n.
Adventures of a Scholar Tramp 125: I’d [...] choke down rye bread greased with sow-belly. Sow-belly with buttons on too!at sow-belly, n.
Adventures of a Scholar Tramp 85: Every time I shut my blinkers, I hear you yappin’.at blinkers, n.
Adventures of a Scholar Tramp 82: His real name appeared to be Claphorne, ‘Cap’n Bohunkus’ being merely a jocular stroke of Frisco’s, which the old man accepted without a mite of resentment.at bohunkus, n.
Adventures of a Scholar Tramp 130: We was goin’ to the booby-hatch together.at booby-hatch, n.
Adventures of a Scholar Tramp 285: De dinge slowed ’im wid a pair o’ brass knucks, and den put de boots to ’im.at put the boot in (v.) under boot, the, n.
Adventures of a Scholar Tramp 39: With the second scoop, I had gulped all the vile brew I could stomach.at brew, n.
Adventures of a Scholar Tramp 46: The stew-bums or old dynos of the barrel-house saloons.at stew bum, n.
Adventures of a Scholar Tramp 140: This function Louie referred to with great relish as ‘givin’ ’em the bum’s rush’.at bum’s rush, n.
(con. c.1912) Adventures of a Scholar Tramp 252: I’ll see that you get burnt good and plenty if I catch you loitering around the streets.at burn, v.
Adventures of a Scholar Tramp 125: I’d [...] choke down rye bread greased with sow-belly. Sow-belly with buttons on too!at button, n.1
Adventures of a Scholar Tramp 293: These yeggs made fat hauls from unfortunate seasonal workers, such as [...] harvest-buzzards.at harvest buzzard (n.) under buzzard, n.
Adventures of a Scholar Tramp 296: Well, if ol’ Red ain’t the candy-cock! Shavin’! Kin ye beat that?at candy cock (n.) under candy, n.
Adventures of a Scholar Tramp 310: She was the Banner Limited, a cannon-ball making only a few stops.at cannonball, n.
Adventures of a Scholar Tramp 305: Can you imagine? Me sashurated with smell-’em-good all the time like a damned chorus-man.at chorus man, n.
(ref. to 1912) Adventures of a Scholar Tramp 124: Ridin’ the cushions wid a ducat in yer coffee-bag; that is, riding inside a coach with a ticket in one’s coat pocket.at coffee-bag (n.) under coffee, n.
Adventures of a Scholar Tramp 218: We knew he was a fly-cop [...] ‘Put up yer mitts!’ snapped the bull.at fly cop, n.
Adventures of a Scholar Tramp 82: By cracky! I like somebody with good sense to talk to.at cracky!, excl.
Adventures of a Scholar Tramp 126: He kick’d me one day, and I crawls ’im.at crawl, v.2
Adventures of a Scholar Tramp 80: Afore he [a dog] kin snap ’is crunchers on ye, ye kin kick ’is hull jawr off.at crunchers, n.
Adventures of a Scholar Tramp 8: Uneasy lies the head that wears a telescoped crown on the decks!at deck, n.1
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