1935 B. Traven Treasure of the Sierra Madre (1963) 247: Didn’t I kill quite a number of Heinies in the big parade? Did I? Hell, how they jumped!at big parade (n.) under big, adj.
1935 B. Traven Treasure of the Sierra Madre 176: It’s all eyewash and superstition.at eyewash (n.) under eye, n.
1935 B. Traven Treasure of the Sierra Madre 77: ‘Hold your jaw!’ Dobbs shouted angrily.at hold one’s jaw (v.) under jaw, n.
1935 B. Traven Treasure of the Sierra Madre 103: ‘As soon as he comes, snipe him and be done with it.’ [...] ‘There’s no sense in shooting the man down at sight [...] It’d be a crime to snipe a harmless hobo.’.at snipe, v.2