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[US] O. Wister Virginian 5: Schucks! You’re a false alarm.
at false alarm, n.1
[US] O. Wister Virginian 160: Why, yu’ coon-bossed face towel.
at coon-assed, adj.
[US] O. Wister Virginian 108: Why, if it ain’t Bokay Baldy! [...] Found them slippers yet, Baldy.
at baldy, n.
[US] O. Wister Virginian 65: I was likely to find nothing but the eternal ‘sowbelly,’ beans, and coffee.
at sow-belly, n.
[US] O. Wister Virginian 85: They are always big talkers on Bear Creek.
at big talk, v.
[US] O. Wister Virginian 5: That corn-fed biscuit-shooter.
at biscuit shooter (n.) under biscuit, n.1
[US] O. Wister Virginian 20: He’s one of those box-head jokers.
at boxheaded (adj.) under box, n.1
[US] O. Wister Virginian 160: Yu’ dude-inhabited hot-box! Why, yu’ coon-bossed face-towel —.
at hot box, n.2
[US] O. Wister Virginian 85: I am not crybabying to the judge.
at crybaby, v.
[US] O. Wister Virginian 184: Oh, let’s grub first.
at grub, v.1
[US] O. Wister Virginian 272: I was fooling round the earth, jumping from job to job, and helling all over town between whiles.
at hell, v.
[US] O. Wister Virginian 118: ‘Here’s how!’ said he [...] And they pledged each other in the tin cups.
at here’s how!, excl.
[US] O. Wister Virginian 160: I could take yu’ out ten yards in the brush and lose yu’ in ten seconds, you spangle-roofed hobo!
at hobo, n.
[US] O. Wister Virginian 114: ‘Salute your honey!’ called the first fiddler. All partners bowed to each other.
at honey, n.1
[US] O. Wister Virginian 150: ‘And beefsteak, rare.’ ‘One slaughter in the pan, and let the blood drip!’.
at slaughter in the pan, n.
[US] O. Wister Virginian 188: Trampus put the josh on him.
at put the josh on (v.) under josh, n.1
[US] O. Wister Virginian 150: ‘Coffee an’ no milk,’ said the Virginian. ‘Draw one in the dark!’ the colonel roared.
at one in the dark (n.) under one, n.1
[US] O. Wister Virginian 128: He asked his Monte horse a question. ‘Do yu’ reckon she’ll have forgotten you too, you pie-biter?’.
at pie-eater (n.) under pie, n.
[US] O. Wister Virginian 188: Trampas made an awful bad play then.
at make a play (v.) under play, n.
[US] O. Wister Virginian 111: Stand on your laigs, you polecat, and say you’re a liar!
at polecat, n.
[US] O. Wister Virginian 110: ‘Riding and shooting and kissing the kids,’ sneered Trampas. ‘That’s a heap too pussy-kitten for me.’.
at pussycat, adj.
[US] O. Wister Virginian 29: He has handed Trampas the choice to back down or draw his steel.
at steel, n.
[US] O. Wister Virginian 150: ‘I’ll have some fried aiggs,’ said the Virginian. ‘Cooked both sides.’ ‘White wings!’ sang the colonel through the hole. ‘Let ’em fly up and down.’.
at white wings, n.
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