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Breed of the Chaparral choose

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[US] N. Nye Breed of the Chaparral (1949) 132: First time I see you you’re outside a brothel [...] trying to fight off a man with an Arkansas toothpick.
at Arkansas toothpick (n.) under Arkansas, adj.
[US] N. Nye Breed of the Chaparral (1949) 136: The role of boot-licking gun-thrower didn’t fit Jess Crowly.
at bootlicking (adj.) under bootlick, v.
[US] N. Nye Breed of the Chaparral (1949) 72: Will fifty thousan’ take care o’ you?
at take care of, v.
[US] N. Nye Breed of the Chaparral (1949) 123: Gun loaded and ready, Tune was cocked to go catfooting down the dim hall.
at cat-foot, v.
[US] N. Nye Breed of the Chaparral (1949) 33: Called you a thief in Ricke Quentin’s last night. A low-down, sneakin’, yellow-bellied chicken thief!
at chicken thief (n.) under chicken, n.
[US] N. Nye Breed of the Chaparral (1949) 108: You’re a cooked goose, boy.
at cook someone’s goose, v.
[US] N. Nye Breed of the Chaparral (1949) 136: Had Jess Crowly dropped Sheriff Tom Curry that night?
at drop, v.3
[US] N. Nye Breed of the Chaparral (1949) 132: You’re dashin’ out into a desert with half the scum of the town foggin’ after you.
at fog, v.1
[US] N. Nye Breed of the Chaparral (1949) 100: The outfit these gun dogs were pledged to smash.
at gun dog (n.) under gun, n.1
[US] N. Nye Breed of the Chaparral (1949) 120: The sudden remembrance of the cackling Cibecue, the unguessed placement of the gun fighter’s whereabouts.
at gun-fighter (n.) under gun, n.1
[US] N. Nye Breed of the Chaparral (1949) 136: The role of boot-licking gun-thrower didn’t fit Jess Crowly.
at gun-thrower (n.) under gun, n.1
[US] N. Nye Breed of the Chaparral (1949) 135: A hired gun-slammer in the employ of Stokes?
at gun-slinger, n.
[US] N. Nye Breed of the Chaparral (1949) 20: This man was a gun boss and both of them knew it.
at gun boss (n.) under gun, n.1
[US] N. Nye Breed of the Chaparral (1949) 140: This ranch can’t afford to hire drifting gunslicks.
at gunslick (n.) under gun, n.1
[US] N. Nye Breed of the Chaparral (1949) 21: The hasher came back in with his dinner.
at hasher, n.
[US] N. Nye Breed of the Chaparral (1949) 91: Jess would daub them from hell to breakfast.
at from hell to breakfast under hell, n.
[US] N. Nye Breed of the Chaparral (1949) 103: I come out here hunting for a hellbending sheriff-killer, and all I can find is a goddam windbag!
at hell-bending (adj.) under hell, n.
[US] N. Nye Breed of the Chaparral (1949) 72: Tell those highbinders to get those bonds in the mail right away.
at highbinder, n.
[US] N. Nye Breed of the Chaparral (1949) 37: Better unpin yo’ hopes from these driftehs an’ hitch yo’ wagon to a man what will stick—to me.
at hitch teams (v.) under hitch (up), v.
[US] N. Nye Breed of the Chaparral (1949) 31: Better haul up yo’ jaw an’ do a little thinkin’.
at hold one’s jaw (v.) under jaw, n.
[US] N. Nye Breed of the Chaparral (1949) 124: Tune the leather-slapper, the gunsmoke king of corpse-makers!
at leather, n.
[US] N. Nye Breed of the Chaparral (1949) 34: I’m afraid someone’s been loadin’ you, Lou.
at load, v.
[US] N. Nye Breed of the Chaparral (1949) 110: You wasn’t cut out for an owlhooter, boy. [Ibid.] 129: An owlhooter’s got to keep his wits about him.
at owl-hooter (n.) under owl, n.
[US] N. Nye Breed of the Chaparral (1949) 103: There’s no good reason when any man should worry what appens to the rat-pack you’ve brought in here with you, but any time you want to make this thing less messy, just get on your feet and we’ll slug it out between us.
at rat pack, n.
[US] N. Nye Breed of the Chaparral (1949) 13: If there’s trouble loose here soft-pedalling won’t stop it.
at soft pedal (v.) under soft, adj.
[US] N. Nye Breed of the Chaparral (1949) 24: A kid in three-cornered pants would know better’n let this guy git in gunshot of ’im!
at three-cornered (adj.) under three, adj.
[US] N. Nye Breed of the Chaparral (1949) 99: That blue-eyed tidbit belongs to me.
at tit-bit (n.) under tit, n.1
[US] N. Nye Breed of the Chaparral (1949) 52: I should hate to see you packin’ your warbag [...] More than one can play at this flip-and-shoot business.
at warbag, n.
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