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(con. c.1910) Big Jim Turner 104: The unweaned blubber-gut bawled and took on about how I’d broken a rib for him.at blubber-gut (n.) under blubber, n.2
(con. c.1910) Big Jim Turner 104: The unweaned blubber-gut bawled and took on about how I’d broken a rib for him. (con. c.1910s) Big Jim Turner 19: There’s nothin’ to be done with Wiley, the more I try the more of a bullhead it makes him.at bull-head, n.1
(con. c.1910s) Big Jim Turner 12: I had bull luck a-running. By midnight I was a hundred and seventeen dollars to the good.at bull luck (n.) under bull, adj.1
(con. c.1910s) Big Jim Turner 37: Doggone it all, the pore young’n, dad gum it anyhow, the pore boy.at dad-burn, v.
(con. c.1910) Big Jim Turner 89: Last winter she had wound up there, after a year of catting around and leaving her brats on Aunt Sue Hurd’s hands.at cat, v.1
(con. c.1910s) Big Jim Turner 58: Well, by doggy! That’s news to me.at dog!, excl.
(con. c.1910s) Big Jim Turner 49: I’ll give you five double-eagles for her as she stands. Five twenty-dollar gold pieces.at eagle, n.2
(con. c.1910s) Big Jim Turner 21: Oh, foof! Don’t talk like a fool, Wiley.at foof, n.
(con. c.1910s) Big Jim Turner 50: It rips hell out of my nerves, Jim.at rip (the) hell out of (v.) under hell, the, phr.
Big Jim Turner 151: You did your level best [...] to fill the wage slaves full of holy hop [...] holy hop, I said, to make them forget they were wage slaves.at hop, n.3
(con. c.1910) Big Jim Turner 158: We aim no trouble for any man who is good work stock and no john .at john, n.2
(con. c.1910s) Big Jim Turner 59: They were so thick nowadays as to be smirking and lallygagging around.at lallygag, v.
(con. 1910s) Big Jim Turner 118: Their talk was mainly lying brags on all the vile items of life in cities they called Chi, Cincy, K.C., Los and Frisco.at Los, n.
(con. c.1910s) Big Jim Turner 37: They’d rawhide me to the end of my days if they learnt I took you into a saloon hell.at rawhide, v.
Big Jim Turner 204: Every new ‘squarehead Swede’ story that came along was hung on Shot Gunderson.at squarehead, adj.1
Big Jim Turner 117: The belly burglar, as the crew called the cook, got up at four, and the three flunkies at five.at belly burglar (n.) under belly, n.
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