1927 H.C. Witwer Classics in Sl. 4: One Punch McTague would be a better moniker for this banana, as that’s all he lasted!at banana, n.
1927 H.C. Witwer Classics in Sl. 83: But Shylock took his battler around through the sticks crackin’ the usual pushovers and turned two deaf ears to Antonio’s pleas for a match.at battler (n.) under battle, v.
1927 H.C. Witwer Classics in Sl. 85: He’s got to take off a lot of weight on the account of makin’ that dumb-bell agreement with Shylock.at dumb-bell, adj.
1927 H.C. Witwer Classics in Sl. 13: Ain’t one of them dumbbells game enough to be the goat and take Kate for their bitter half.at better half, n.
1927 H.C. Witwer Classics in Sl. 48: This big blah falls for it and both hands drops to the sides of his tights.at blah, n.
1927 H.C. Witwer Classics in Sl. 68: The best jazz band in the country blowed wicked saxophones for the boys and girls, wine flowed like Niagara and what with one thing and another, the affair was a wow from many standpoints.at blow, v.1
1927 H.C. Witwer Classics in Sl. 57: As he was the boss scrapper next to the lately Duncan, why he was acknowledged champion of the world.at boss, adj.
1927 H.C. Witwer Classics in Sl. 22–3: I swang around on this dumb-bell prepared to see would he bounce, when the girl sized up the situation at the glance and prevented blood-shed by givin’ him the air.at bounce, v.1
1927 H.C. Witwer Classics in Sl. 47: I punched him off, and was breezin’ home in front when, in some way, my chin got stuck on the end of a left hook.at breeze, v.1
1927 H.C. Witwer Classics in Sl. 30: Goin’ down to the dock she pulls a Brodie into the drink, thusly endin’ all.at pull a Brodie (v.) under brodie, n.1
1927 H.C. Witwer Classics in Sl. 41: I was just gettin’ him to where he can’t stomp a brutal step!at brutal, adj.
1927 H.C. Witwer Classics in Sl. 4: Dempsey would be a set-up for me on account of him bein’ nothin’ but a big over-rated bum which had never been in a real fight.at bum, n.3
1927 H.C. Witwer Classics in Sl. 5: A relative of mine, i.e., Uncle Angus, had bumped off at his country home on Amsterdam Avenue, New York, and left me his business.at bump (off), v.
1927 H.C. Witwer Classics in Sl. 58: This busted up the party and the shriekin’ Mac is carried away, one of the first and most famous victims of the D.T.’s.at bust up, v.
1927 H.C. Witwer Classics in Sl. 3: The semifinal brought together a couple more twenty-eight carat bums in ‘Kid’ Edwards and ‘One Round’ McTague.at twenty-four carat, adj.
1927 H.C. Witwer Classics in Sl. 84: I can go in weighin’ four ounces and still knock your cheese champ for a trip!at cheese, the, n.
1927 H.C. Witwer Classics in Sl. 63: ‘Mr. Windsor-Blenheim,’ she says, plenty chilly, ‘is this meant to be rude?’.at chilly, adj.
1927 H.C. Witwer Classics in Sl. 84: Shylock thinks matters over for a minute and he sees a chance to send his old enemy, Battlin’ Antonio, to the cleaner’s.at take to the cleaners (v.) under cleaners, n.
1927 H.C. Witwer Classics in Sl. 57: He feels certain that he can take Cyclone Duncan in a fifteen round fight, whereas if he cooks him at his own house he will only get the chair.at cook, v.1
1927 H.C. Witwer Classics in Sl. 73: In the heart-broken state I’m in, I couldn’t punch my way out of a paper bag!at couldn’t fight their way out of a paper bag under couldn’t..., phr.
1927 H.C. Witwer Classics in Sl. 12: Blanche is a cutey, which stops traffic every time she goes downtown for a walk, but this Kate is a tough baby and swings a mean tongue.at cutie, n.1
1927 H.C. Witwer Classics in Sl. 21: ‘Don’t let this guy bother you, kid,’ whispers one of ’em, whilst bandagin’ my hands which has suddenly fell a victim to St. Vitus’ dance.at St Vitus’s dance, n.
1927 H.C. Witwer Classics in Sl. 57: Well, naturally enough, they was a great how de do about the thing the next mornin’.at how-do-you-do, n.1
1927 H.C. Witwer Classics in Sl. 57: She wakes up Mac and tells him he’s got to do the dirty work. K. O. Macbeth says nothin’ stirrin’!at nothing doing, phr.
1927 H.C. Witwer Classics in Sl. 71: The dope the old friar give her was wore off Juliet, and she opens her eyes.at dope, n.1
1927 H.C. Witwer Classics in Sl. 30: Goin’ down to the dock she pulls a Brodie into the drink, thusly endin’ all.at drink, n.1
1927 H.C. Witwer Classics in Sl. 84: So’s the damsel’s old man won’t run him off the porch when he gets out there, says Bassanio, he’s got to have three thousand ducats.at ducat, n.
1927 H.C. Witwer Classics in Sl. 56: K.O. Macbeth’s wife tunes in on WXYZ, begins shakin’ a nasty shoulder and fin’ly vamps the champ into stayin’ over the night at the challenger’s dump.at dump, n.3
1927 H.C. Witwer Classics in Sl. 68: When this kid found out that the Capulet racket was a mask affair, him and a couple of pals named Benvolio and Mercutio, rents costumes and eases into the house without nobody tumblin’ to who they was.at ease, v.2