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‘Old Cuff’ Old Sailor’s Yarns 68: Old Cuff, who was ashore on liberty [...] had his ‘beer aboard’.at aboard, adv.
‘Old Cuff’ Old Sailor’s Yarns 68: Old Cuff, who was ashore on liberty [...] had his ‘beer aboard’. ‘Morton’ An Old Sailor’s Yarns 309: If we don’t have our reg’lar-cook’d grub, we’ll all get scurvy, as sure as the devil’s in London.at sure as the devil’s in London under sure as..., phr.
‘Morton’ An Old Sailor’s Yarns 277: If you’ve got any white-eye in that black betty [...] I don’t much care if a take a drop.at black betty (n.) under black, adj.
‘Morton’ An Old Sailor’s Yarns 308: Here he is, d--n his eyes!at damn (someone’s) eyes! (excl.) under damn, v.
‘Old Cuff’ An Old Sailor’s Yarns 67: Old Cuff is done for [...] He has broke his back-bone short off.at done for, adj.
‘Morton’ An Old Sailor’s Yarns 308: One of that bloody Don Dego’s shot gone right through the galley door [...] and knocked all the beef and hot water galley-west.at galley-west, adv.
‘Old Cuff’ An Old Sailor’s Yarns 66: ‘You have lost one of your number already by your sleeping.’ All this was ‘Hebrew Greek’ to us.at Greek, n.
‘Morton’ An Old Sailor’s Yarns 157: I have known many young men, who could not write two consecutive sentences [...] if it was to save their well-stocked necks from the halter.at halter, n.
‘Morton’ An Old Sailor’s Yarns 173: I took notice that he looked marline-spikes at Mr. Morton for paying so much attention to the girl.at look marlin spikes at (v.) under look, v.
‘Morton’ An Old Sailor’s Yarns 282: The crew were clustering around the galley with their tin pots [...] shouting ‘scaldings’!’ as they hurried forward with their respective allowances of hot coffee.at scald, n.
‘Morton’ An Old Sailor’s Yarns 183: Before the signature [...] was dry on his sheep-skin diploma.at sheepskin, n.
‘Morton’ An Old Sailor’s Yarns 217: Why, d--n it, the very first sea would [...] knock the whole thunderin’ starnframe into smithereens.at smithereens, n.
‘Morton’ Old Sailor’s Yarns 195: Why, you have no more spunk than a hooked codfish!at spunk, n.
‘Morton’ An Old Sailor’s Yarns 193: There’s nothing more amiable than a copper-colored squaw.at squaw, n.
‘Morton’ An Old Sailor’s Yarns 173: That thundering cockroach-legged thief.at thundering, adj.
‘Morton’ An Old Sailor’s Yarns 277: If you’ve got any white-eye in that black betty [...] I don’t much care if a take a drop.at white eye (n.) under white, adj.
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