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(con. 1917) Mattock 83: I saw he was ready to leap, and I strong-armed him. ‘What the hell do you know about Lardner?’ I says.at strong-arm, v.
(con. 1917) Mattock 83: I saw he was ready to leap, and I strong-armed him. ‘What the hell do you know about Lardner?’ I says. (con. 1918) Mattock 263: Home, boys, home, it’s home we ought to be [...] Oh, we’ll hist Old Glory to the top of a pole, / And we’ll all re-up- in a pig’s --- ---!at arsehole, n.
(con. 1918) Mattock 280: He’ll hook up with her as sure as God made sour apples.at sure as God made little (green) apples under sure as..., phr.
(con. 1917) Mattock 237: ‘Haul feet, Kansas,’ he said. [Ibid.] 279: Down the street we hauled legs as swift as we could go.at haul ass, v.
(con. 1917) Mattock 92: There was a ball-up as a lot of us started forward with the first squad, instead of going squads right.at ball-up, n.
(con. 1917) Mattock 132: She got herself a job as a biscuit-shooter in a Main Street chophouse.at biscuit shooter (n.) under biscuit, n.1
(con. 1917) Mattock 24: The wop’s with Blondy.at blondie, n.
(con. 1917) Mattock 224: I figured he must be down in the dumps with the blues.at blues, n.1
(con. 1917) Mattock 92: Lieutenant Dill brought us on right into line, without making a bobble; and that appeared to hearten him.at bobble, n.
(con. 1917) Mattock 114: A chance to train mobs of boots into soldiers in a month! And the front lousy with war babies!at boot, n.2
(con. 1918) Mattock 285: Boy, bull-shooter is right. Would you believe anything that old stiff told you?at bull shooter (n.) under bull, n.6
(con. 1917) Mattock 131: I had to go crazy mad and start a bum’s rush on the pore devil. I’m a fool to drink hard.at bum’s rush, n.
(con. 1918) Mattock 248: Anyhow, you’re due for a bust. Sockin’ a sergeant with a bottle!at bust, n.
(con. 1918) Mattock 247: ‘Can it!’ ordered Sergeant Shevlin, grabbing for Funke’s arm.at can it (v.) under can, v.
(con. 1917) Mattock 123: One night I was cattin’ down Clark Street.at cat, v.1
(con. 1918) Mattock 286: Hell, chop the old guff, and let’s haul feet out of here.at chop, v.2
(con. 1918) Mattock 273: Dill wants to get a sure cinch on Johnny Hard, and have him busted.at have the cinch on (v.) under cinch, n.1
(con. 1917) Mattock 147: It’s up to you to hush the clapper of that fat madam of yours.at clapper, n.1
(con. 1917) Mattock 44: Why the hell ain’t you showed some of this cold-cockin’ stuff before? [Ibid.] 231: You open up, come clean [...] or by the holy old hell you’ll get coldcocked so your mother won’t know you.at cold-cock, v.
(con. 1918) Mattock 271: Say, gang, you who was there the night of the coney party in Madam Buson’s back room know the guts of Black Jean.at cony, n.
(con. 1918) Mattock 319: Yeah, bawl about it. Snivel and bawl, you cootie-hearted bum! Yeah, old Cootie Heart, that’s you, by Jeezus! You don’t catch ’em on the outside, you hatch ’em inside, and now they’ve just begun to crawl through.at cootie heart (n.) under cootie, n.
(con. 1917) Mattock 127: Lieutenant Hute’ll never leave this town till he’s copped that little Tadousac madamozel, Savvy, sergeant? Junie Tadousac. Junie and the lieutenant – oo, la, la!at cop, v.
(con. 1918) Mattock 269: And he got on his ear so that he bawled and crabbed his head off at the supply sergeant; and then this baby forgets his joke, gets on his ear, and reports the old bird as insubordinate to the platoon commander.at get on one’s ear (v.) under ear, n.1
(con. 1917) Mattock 187: Hard was swearing like fury at ‘the infernal war babies, the he-fluesy ninety-day wonders, such rotten officers they would even jim up service records’.at floozy, n.
(con. 1918) Mattock 273: Hopes to play him for a sucker and work him into puttin’ the stuff over with the colonel.at play for a sucker (v.) under play for, v.
(con. 1918) Mattock 280: He’ll hook up with her as sure as God made sour apples. She’s got him foul.at foul, adv.
(con. 1917) Mattock 137: I [...] asked her to cook me a couple of eggs and give me some vin roosh and Frog bread.at frog, adj.
(con. 1918) Mattock 267: Take a look at the pore damn soldier of a Frog. I can sling their gab – and the tales I’ve heard – man, I know!at sling a gab (v.) under gab, n.1
(con. 1917) Mattock 163: Doc Makin had his banjo out, and fifteen or twenty of the non-coms were ganged around him.at gang, v.
(con. 1917) Mattock 311: My pa, he’s a Hard-shell [...] his uncle’s still a Tennessee Hard-shell elder.at hard-shell, n.
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