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Southern Literary Messenger III 86: I say, darkie, the old man keeps good liquor, and plenty of belly timber, don’t he? [DA].at belly timber (n.) under belly, n.
Southern Literary Messenger III 86: I say, darkie, the old man keeps good liquor, and plenty of belly timber, don’t he? [DA]. Southern Lit. Messenger Apr. 257/2: But they were copied, and the copies of copies have been so multiplied, that we are as familiar with them as with the picture of the dandy, the exquisite, the lounger, the real gentleman, the drapery miss, the humble friend, the starched old maid [etc.].at drapery miss, n.
Southern Literary Messenger III. 668: I have a holy horror of gossips, be they men or women .at holy, adj.
Southern Literary Messenger III 86: I say, darkie, the old man keeps good liquor, and plenty of belly timber, don’t he? [DA].at old man, n.
Southern Literary Messenger III 176/2: That, rejoined he, would be paying too dear for the whistle .at pay (too much) for one’s whistle (v.) under pay, v.
Southern Literary Messenger 4:3 162/1: ‘How did Caesar like that?’ ‘Well, it sort o’ raised his Africky at first; but that didn’t last long.’.at Africky, n.
Southern Literary Messenger IV 295/1: He said [...] it would be a sin to kill one, but if he was to go he should want to kill one of the damned copper-heads [DA].at copperhead, n.
Southern Literary Messenger V 377/2: Lord, how scared she was — she jumped and kicked and hollared like twenty [DA].at like twenty, adv.
Southern Literary Messenger VI 508/2: ‘O, darn it to darnation,’ muttered Joe [DA].at darn!, excl.
Southern Literary Messenger VI 508/2: ‘O, darn it to darnation,’ muttered Joe [DA].at darnation, n.
Southern Literary Messenger VI 414/2: Can’t you go out to the woodpile and hustle me up a few chips to start this fire? [DA].at hustle, v.
Southern Literary Messenger VI 510/2: Friends, you liquorize too freely — its a bad thing [DA].at liquor (up), v.
Southern Literary Messenger VII 646/2: [He discarded] his ‘Sunday-go-to-meetin’ broadcloth’ [DA].at Sunday go-to-meeting, adj.
Southern Literary Messenger VII 54/2: Reaching him a hand, Received him, introduced him to ‘the jam-up little company’ in his command [DA].at jam-up, adj.
Southern Literary Messenger VII 77/2: At a short distance were seated the proprietors of this immense herd, busily engaged in the game of Monte [DA].at monte, n.1
Southern Literary Messenger X 720/2: Each and every one of the Magazines in question, gave Mr. ‘Oppodeldoc’ a complete using-up [DA].at use, v.1
Southern Literary Messenger 151: Our boatmen will swear, perform at ‘old sledge,’ get ‘swipey’ on ‘bald face’ and ‘chaw tabaccer’.at baldface (whisky), n.
Southern Literary Messenger 151: Our boatmen will swear, perform at ‘old sledge,’ get ‘swipey’ on ‘bald face’ and ‘chaw tabeaccer’.at swipey, adj.
Southern Literary Messenger Oct. 623: The b’hoys in the Bowery, for example, do not converse with any strict observance of grammar or any remarkable purity of expression, but their lingo is better than that of the young gentlemen of St. Giles, who have been introduced to us, in all their larcenous extravagance, in Mr. Ainsworth’s novels.at b’hoy, n.
Southern Literary Messenger June n.p.: He looked, upon my word, like Old Blazes himself, with his clothing all on fire, and rage and despair in his face.at old blazes (n.) under blazes, n.
Southern Literary Messenger Mar. n.p.: That’s a concerned ugly fix, and how we’ll ever get out of it is more than I know.at consarned, adj.
Ovid Bolus Esq. in Southern Lit. Messenger XVIII July 435: Bolus was no niggard. [...] He would as soon treat a regiment, or charter the grocery for the day, as any other way.at charter the bar (v.) under bar, n.2
Ovid Bolus Esq. in Southern Lit. Messenger XVIII July 435/2: Such gambling! A negro ante and twenty on the call, was moderate playing. What lots of ‘Ethiopian captives’ and other plunder he raked down vexed Arithmetic to count.at rake down, v.
Southern Literary Messenger Apr. 221: The cry of fire brought out the fire engines and companies, and the rag, tag and bobtail boys and negroes that follow on shouting.at rag, tag and bobtail, n.
Southern Literary Messenger Apr. 56 2: His client, who seems to be pretty well up to the business of saving other people’s bacon.at save someone’s bacon (v.) under bacon, n.1
Southern Literary Messenger Apr. 214: [He] was profuse of personal assurances and solemn asseverations of personal belief [...] and for reason that will suggest itself at once, was called by the bar the blowing cave.at blow, v.1
Southern Literary Messenger Apr. 218: Contempt at ten dollars a clip — that was old Ramkat’s tariff.at clip, n.1
Southern Literary Messenger Apr. 218: I reckon the old cuss has fined me no less than $500.at cuss, n.1
Southern Literary Messenger Apr. 218: Egad, if I was starving, I’d steal a calf.at egad!, excl.
Southern Literary Messenger Apr. 214: Cave was a man of mark [...] applying his talents to the slang-whanging departments of the profession. He went in for gab.at gab, n.2
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