1929 J. Tully Shanty Irish 164: Gentleman guzzlers, I digress – I would feign recite ere I inhale the amber fluid.at amber fluid (n.) under amber, adj.
1929 J. Tully Shanty Irish 171: ‘Bellies to the bar, men’ he called, ‘bellies to the bar.’ Soon all in the place were lined up at the bar for a drink.at belly up!, excl.
1929 J. Tully Shanty Irish 291: He lifted his glass – All followed him [...] Many voices chanted – ‘Bottoms up for Old Hughie’.at bottoms up!, excl.
1929 J. Tully Shanty Irish 205: Two bottles of ‘gunshot’ whisky were near his pillow.at gunshot (n.) under gun, n.1
1929 J. Tully Shanty Irish 117: I’m jist plain Shanty Irish an’ I’ll go to hell when I die.at shanty Irish, n.
1929 J. Tully Shanty Irish 117: Yere worth the whole damn kit an’ caboodle of ’em.at whole kit and caboodle (n.) under whole kit, n.
1929 J. Tully Shanty Irish 7: It’s the damned rheumatiz eatin’ at the sad heart o’ me.at rheumatiz, n.