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[UK] Metropolitan Mag. XIV Sept. 334: Running on this way about a quarter of a mile my out-and-out pal, putting his bleeders into his prad galloped up to the first Jack.
at out-and-out, adj.
[UK] Metropolitan Mag. 14 330: He’s a poor crawling wretch, who works under the armpits, to be banded, and hour’d up in a swimmer all his best days, and then to be tatted.
at work under the armpits (v.) under armpit, n.
[UK] Metropolitan Mag. XIV Sept. 334: I held off, thinking the leaders would, when they got their heads, go off at score and make a bad half-penny of the affair.
at bad halfpenny (n.) under bad, adj.
[UK] Metropolitan Mag. 14 330: He’s a poor crawling wretch, who works under the armpits, to be banded, and hour’d up in a swimmer all his best days, and then to be tatted.
at band, v.
[UK] Metropolitan Mag. XIV Sept. 334: Beefing, however, they were lustily; when, at the turning of the road, I was brought down by a roller with a stroke of his long chiv over my head.
at beef, v.1
[UK] Metropolitan Mag. XIV Sept. 333: We many times got beef, and were several times nigh being grabbed.
at cry (hot) beef (v.) under hot beef!, excl.
[UK] Metropolitan Mag. XIV Sept. 334: ‘Well done,’ cried I, dashing up to the jigger [i.e. of a coach], and demanding the blunt in as loud a voice as I could [...] bringing the bellows to work.
at bellows, n.
[UK] Metropolitan Mag. 14 330: I tell you what, Jack, if they would let me off now for a lifer, I mean a bellowser, I shouldn't thank them.
at bellowser, n.
[UK] Metropolitan Mag. XIV Sept. 334: Running on this way about a quarter of a mile my out-and-out pal, putting his bleeders into his prad galloped up to the first Jack.
at bleeder, n.
[UK] Metropolitan Mag. XIV Sept. 334: May I [...] be smothered if I had not sent a bit of blue pigeon through his nabs.
at blue pigeon, n.
[UK] Metropolitan Mag. XIV Sept. 334: Oh, oh! thinks I, bolt-in-tun must be concerned here, and off I went, and bang came a bit of blue after me.
at blue pigeon, n.
[UK] Metropolitan Mag. XIV Sept. 334: He hauled up the leaders so smartly as to bring the whole four upon their haunches with a crash that unsettled the whole boiling of them.
at whole boiling lot, n.
[UK] Metropolitan Mag. XIV Sept. 334: Oh, oh! thinks I, bolt-in-tun must be concerned here, and off I went, and bang came a bit of blue after me.
at bolt-in-tun, v.
[UK] Metropolitan Mag. May-Aug. 162: ‘What is all this but bosh, nothing?’ said he [...] ‘Bosh!’ muttered Mustapha.
at bosh!, excl.1
[UK] Metropolitan Mag. Sept. 19: Like all elderly gentlemen who have so long bottled up their affections, he became most desperately enamoured .
at bottle up, v.
[UK] Metropolitan Mag. XIV Sept. 333: Our suit [...] got on pretty well — we served it out to three flatty-gories in the first week, clying upwards of a hundred couple of quid.
at cly, v.
[UK] Metropolitan Mag. XIV Sept. 333: There was a covey on board the swimmer with me who had been a regular pinch-gloak.
at covey, n.2
[UK] Metropolitan Mag. XIV 89: The other class (swell cracksmen) are altogether another kind of beings.
at cracksman, n.1
[UK] Metropolitan Mag. XIV Sept. 334: ob and I was riding alongside the foremost boy, bouncing to make him a croaker if he did not pull up.
at croaker, n.3
[UK] Metropolitan Mag. XIV Sept. 334: Now, thought I, I’ve given them the double, for they had no means of following me at the rate I could get along.
at give someone the double (v.) under double, n.1
[UK] Metropolitan Mag. 14 114: There is an indescribable complaint, which will never allow a moment’s repose to mind or body; which nothing will satisfy [...] which wheels round the mind like a squirrel in its cage, ever moving, but still making no progress. It is called the Fantods.
at fantod, n.
[UK] Metropolitan Mag. XIV Sept. 333: The uncommon pleasure he took in recounting his actions in flash lingo.
at flash lingo (n.) under flash, adj.
[UK] Metropolitan Mag. XIV Sept. 333: Our suit [...] got on pretty well — we served it out to three flatty-gories in the first week, clying upwards of a hundred couple of quid.
at flatty-gory, n.
[UK] Metropolitan Mag. XIV Sept. 334: Out, howsoever, jumped one of the swells, who was a swodgill, on the other side of the rattler, and coolly taking aim with his stick, brought down poor Bob.
at swod-gill, n.
[UK] Metropolitan Mag. XIV Sept. 333: I waited until he was unslang’d and come up to London, when [...] we took the necessary steps to go out together.
at go out, v.
[UK] Metropolitan Mag. 14 330: Damn a hulker, especially if he’s knap’d a winder.
at hulker, n.
[UK] Metropolitan Mag. XIV Sept. 333: There's two inside and one on the dickey, besides the two Jack-boys. I took my prad tight in hand, then placing myself in the middle of the road, with my barking-iron pointed at the Jacks.
at jack-boy (n.) under jack, n.7
[UK] Metropolitan Mag. XIV Sept. 334: ‘Well done,’ cried I, dashing up to the jigger [i.e. of a coach], and demanding the blunt in as loud a voice as I could.
at jigger, n.1
[UK] Metropolitan Mag. XIV Sept. 334: I was had enough at that time, (principally through Alderman Lushington though, I believe.) I have, however, several times since then been all but a croaker in this infernal start, and to-morrow I shall be a stiff’-un to a certain.
at Lushington, n.
[UK] Metropolitan Mag. XIV Sept. 334: May I [...] be smothered if I had not sent a bit of blue pigeon through his nabs.
at nab, n.1
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