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The Law of the Lariat choose

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[US] O. Strange Law O’ The Lariat 247: When he lost his wife it broke him up; he let go all holts an’ went on the batter, drinkin’ an’ gamblin’ with a mighty hard crowd.
at batter, n.3
[US] O. Strange Law O’ The Lariat 76: An’ if he’d beefed yu it would ’a’ served yu right.
at beef, v.2
[US] O. Strange Law O’ The Lariat 89: An’ yu can bet yore Sunday shirt that Hope is ’bout the maddest town this side o’ the Rockies.
at bet one’s buttons (v.) under bet, v.
[US] O. Strange Law O’ The Lariat 167: No damn gang o’ cow-thieves can run a blazer on this crowd an’ get away with it.
at run a blazer (on/over) (v.) under blazer, n.
[US] O. Strange Law O’ The Lariat 143: Yu must be a blighted thought-reader, Pent.
at blighted, adj.
[US] O. Strange Law O’ The Lariat 21: Hell’s bells, I’d ’a’ give a stack o’ blues to ’a’ seen it.
at blue, n.1
[US] O. Strange Law O’ The Lariat 119: Foller my tracks, an’ if you feel like makin’ a break, just remember there’s a coupla chaps behind yu with orders to shoot.
at make a break (v.) under break, n.2
[US] O. Strange Law O’ The Lariat 48: Neatest bit o’ bulldoggin’ I ever seen.
at bulldog, v.
[US] O. Strange Law O’ The Lariat 106: I figure he’s a bunkie o’ Severn’s.
at bunkie, n.
[US] O. Strange Law O’ The Lariat 56: His face was grim, and promised little mercy for the bushwhacker.
at bushwhacker, n.1
[US] O. Strange Law O’ The Lariat 70: I’ll feel a heap easier when he’s buzzard-meat.
at buzzard-meat (n.) under buzzard, n.
[US] O. Strange Law O’ The Lariat 118: What with the girl, Bart, an’ these fly-by-nights, I’m ’bout as welcome as a wet dawg in this neck o’ the woods.
at fly-by-night, n.
[US] O. Strange Law O’ The Lariat 225: As I told yu, the fella’s a hard case.
at hard case, n.
[US] O. Strange Law O’ The Lariat 153: Yu fork a cayuse an’ mosey along.
at cayuse, n.
[US] O. Strange Law O’ The Lariat 215: There’s a fella here passin’ in his checks.
at pass in one’s checks (v.) under check, n.1
[US] O. Strange Law O’ The Lariat 90: The boys have bin indulgin’ in a chin-wag.
at chinwag, n.
[US] O. Strange Law O’ The Lariat 60: ‘Bloomin’ clam,’ he muttered disgustedly.
at clam, n.1
[US] O. Strange Law O’ The Lariat 90: It’s cold commonsense, that’s all.
at cold, adj.
[US] O. Strange Law O’ The Lariat 232: Well, boys, yu better take an’ string me up for collarin’ my own coin.
at collar, v.
[US] O. Strange Law O’ The Lariat 164: Where the hell’s that no ’count nigger? [...] If he don’t rustle his pots an’ pans right speedy, I’ll shore comb his wool.
at comb someone’s hair (v.) under comb, v.
[US] O. Strange Law O’ The Lariat 121: Whatsa good o’ two corpsed cowpunchers?
at corpse, v.
[US] O. Strange Law O’ The Lariat 120: ‘D’yu reckon yu could find a bottle o’ whiskey?’ [...] ‘Dutch courage, eh?’.
at Dutch courage, n.
[US] O. Strange Law O’ The Lariat 107: Now come an’ drown yore sorrows, yu old croaker.
at croaker, n.1
[US] O. Strange Law O’ The Lariat 177: I ain’t throwed in with this crush long.
at crush, n.1
[US] O. Strange Law O’ The Lariat 104: ‘Seen any more o’ that chunky chap who got hisself put to sleep?’ ‘No, he’s drifted, I reckon.’.
at drift, v.1
[US] O. Strange Law O’ The Lariat 147: Bart’ll eat him, without salt.
at eat, v.
[US] O. Strange Law O’ The Lariat 120: ‘D’yu reckon yu could find a bottle o’ whiskey?’ [...] ‘Dutch courage, eh?’.
at eh?, phr.
[US] O. Strange Law O’ The Lariat 113: Drop that gun, shuck off yore belt, an’ elevate yore paws.
at elevate, v.2
[US] O. Strange Law O’ The Lariat 62: When yu boys have fed yore faces yu can start for home.
at feed one’s face, v.
[US] O. Strange Law O’ The Lariat 41: I just fade out, leavin’ no word, an’ yu take hold an’ run the ranch.
at fade out, v.
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