1967 J. Schaefer Mavericks (1968) 92: Iffen that ain’t a hoss [...] I’m a ring-tailed baboon.at I’m a nigger, phr.
1967 J. Schaefer Mavericks (1968) 161: I’m too blamed busy chasing juvenile bat-brains in sporty cars.at batbrain (n.) under bat, n.2
1967 J. Schaefer Mavericks (1968) 101: I’d bet my last button that same hoss there’ll out-perform any of them fat bulldoggy quarter-hosses any day.at bet one’s buttons (v.) under bet, v.
1967 J. Schaefer Mavericks (1968) 133: What he did was almighty lucky for you but it wasn’t so blamed special.at blame, adv.
1967 J. Schaefer Mavericks (1968) 109: Why, you blankety-blank lil’ ol’ hunk of worthless hoss flesh.at blankety-blank, phr.
1967 J. Schaefer Mavericks (1968) 151: ‘I’ll be blowed,’ muttered Old Jake.at I’ll be blowed! (excl.) under blowed, adj.1
1967 J. Schaefer Mavericks (1968) 140: He was usin that thing to spot lil ol’ broomies back in the canyons an’ chouse ’em down onto the flats. [Ibid.] 156: Come – on – you – lil ol’- broomies. Head-for-the-hills!at broomie, n.
1967 J. Schaefer Mavericks (1968) 166: What I don’t understand, is [...] why you keep on being so bullheaded about mustangs.at bullheaded, adj.
1967 J. Schaefer Mavericks (1968) 140: He had a couple of sneakin’ no-good bums that’d do anythin’ for a dollar.at no-good, adj.
1967 J. Schaefer Mavericks (1968) 109: I’ll larrup you from here to Christmas.at from hell to breakfast under hell, n.
1967 J. Schaefer Mavericks (1968) 139: What did you have them deputies jug me for this time?at jug, v.1
1967 J. Schaefer Mavericks (1968) 63: We’ll run that jug-headed mutt of yours off its legs tomorrow.at jugheaded, adj.
1967 J. Schaefer Mavericks (1968) 63: We’ll run that jug-headed mutt of yours off its legs tomorrow.at mutt, n.
1967 J. Schaefer Mavericks (1968) 80: ‘Go soak your head,’ shouted Young Jake.at go soak your head! (excl.) under soak, v.1
1967 J. Schaefer Mavericks (1968) 132: Loyal horses that took his carriage along any road at a hoof-slapping spanking gait.at spanking, adj.
1967 J. Schaefer Mavericks (1968) 103: I’d give you a whompin’ you’d remember. [Ibid.] 104: Won’t be long afore mebbe your own ol’ man’ll be whompin’ you like you ought to be.at whomp, v.