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Charcoal Sketches (1865) 169: ‘No back-out in him,’ mumbled Sniggs.at back out (n.) under back, v.2
Charcoal Sketches (1865) 169: ‘No back-out in him,’ mumbled Sniggs. Charcoal Sketches (1865) 46: He intends to belt me, does he?at belt, v.
Charcoal Sketches (1865) 14: Well, I’ll be blamed!at blame, v.
Charcoal Sketches (1865) 106: Don’t stand [...] all day a blockin’ up the gangway, or I’ll drive right over you — blamenation if I don’t!at blamenation!, excl.
Charcoal Sketches (1865) 165: He has a prompt alacrity at a ‘blow-out’ and has been skyed in a ‘blow-up,’ two varieties of blow which frequently follow each other so closely as to be taken for cause and effect.at blow-up, n.1
Charcoal Sketches (1865) 165: He has a prompt alacrity at a ‘blow-out’ and has been skyed in a ‘blow-up,’ two varieties of blow which frequently follow each other so closely as to be taken for cause and effect.at blow-out, n.1
Charcoal Sketches (1865) 96: You’re right in the way; and if you don’t boom along, why Ben and me will have to play hysence, clearance, puddin’s out with you.at boom, v.
Charcoal Sketches (1865) 26: It’s a buck party entirely;—there’s Mike Mitts, funny Joe Mungoozle [...], Tommy Titcomb, and myself.at buck party (n.) under buck, n.1
Charcoal Sketches (1865) 89: I don’t think I like that buffalo fellow, Fitzflam.at buffalo, n.1
Charcoal Sketches (1865) 42: A blow given there [...] neither ‘bungs a peeper’ nor ‘taps a smeller’.at bung, v.1
Charcoal Sketches (1865) 176: For my part, I think this bustin’ of yourn looks bad, [...] ’specially when you’re goin’ it on crab-apple cider.at bust, v.1
Charcoal Sketches (1865) 68: The goods had gone out on a bust long before I busted.at bust, v.1
Charcoal Sketches (1865) 164: If we are briefly told that Mr. Plinlimmon is a ‘cake,’ the word may be derided as a cant appellation, [...] but volumes could not render our knowledge of the man more perfect.at cake, n.1
Charcoal Sketches (1865) 97: ‘Take care of your calabash then,’ was the grinning response.at calabash, n.
Charcoal Sketches (1865) 138: If you want to feel something like – do you know what ‘something like’ is? – it’s cat-bird, jam-up – if you want to feel so, you just pour a little of the electerizing fluid into you.at catbird, adj.
Charcoal Sketches (1865) 45: If he comes here too often a crossing me, he’ll ketch it.at catch it (v.) under catch, v.1
Charcoal Sketches (1865) 47: The ‘ketcher’ laughed [...] ketchers ‘are said to love a joke’.at catcher, n.1
Charcoal Sketches (1865) 37: Let go, watchy! — let go, my cauliflower!at cauliflower, n.4
Charcoal Sketches (1865) 43: I’ll chaw up any indewidoowal that’s fairly my match.at chaw, v.
Charcoal Sketches (1865) 158: Strike out, or you’re gone chickens! them as can’t swim must tread water.at gone chicken (n.) under chicken, n.
Charcoal Sketches (1865) 37: ‘Let go, watchy! – let go, my cauliflower! Your cocoa is very near a sledge-hammer. If it isn’t hard, it may get cracked.’ ‘Pooh! pooh! don’t be onasy, my darlint! – my cocoa is a corporation cocoa – it belongs to the city, and they’ll get me a new one.’.at coco, n.1
Charcoal Sketches (1865) 109: He was in disgrace for a week, and always laboured under the imputation of having been a little non-com on that occasion.at non compos, adj.
Charcoal Sketches (1865) 112: You’re a downright noncompusser.at noncompusser (n.) under non compos, adj.
Charcoal Sketches (1865) 46: You must be cracked if you flunk out before we begin.at cracked, adj.
Charcoal Sketches (1865) 111: It won’t do for us to be cutting rusties here at this time o’ night.at cut a rusty (v.) under cut, v.3
Charcoal Sketches (1865) 134: I’ve been serving my country [...] going to town meetings, hurraing my daylights out, getting as blue as blazes.at daylights, n.
Charcoal Sketches (1865) 119: Look here, Ned, I reckon it’s about time we should go to our diggings; I am dead beat.at diggings, n.
Charcoal Sketches (1865) 14: While you tear one, you’ll discombobberate the nerves of the other.at discombobberate, v.
Charcoal Sketches (1865) 101: Berry Huckel can never bite the dust. He cannot fall on his nose – that glorious privilege has been denied to men of his periphery.at bite the dust (v.) under dust, n.
Charcoal Sketches (1865) 201: If you keep a cutting didoes, I must talk to you both like a Dutch uncle.at Dutch uncle, n.
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