1899 A. Binstead Gal’s Gossip 155: She tried in various ways to earn her own living [...] but, bless you, the poor girl couldn’t get bread and butter at any of them.at bread and butter, n.1
1899 A. Binstead Gal’s Gossip 149: For the wind was very gusty / And the course was beastly dusty.at beastly, adv.
1899 A. Binstead Gal’s Gossip 15: He joyfully fell in with her suggestion to step inside and take a ‘binder’.at binder, n.1
1899 A. Binstead Gal’s Gossip 37: Crushed to death by blacklegs against the corner of a tramcar [...] during the first day of the Strike.at blackleg, n.2
1899 A. Binstead Gal’s Gossip 136: The Biffins cad said the meter was ‘all wrong to blazes’.at all to blazes (adj.) under blazes, n.
1899 A. Binstead Gal’s Gossip 148: He spoke of one favour — well I recollect — / Oh, would I ‘pour a drink into his boiler,’ / He was so dry.at boiler, n.1
1899 A. Binstead Gal’s Gossip 71: She proceeded to invest the thirteenth nursery-maid of the season with the ancient order and insignia of the boot.at order of the boot (n.) under boot, the, n.
1899 A. Binstead Gal’s Gossip 147: And then we went, and the money we spent / In boozing at the Criterion.at booze, v.
1899 A. Binstead Gal’s Gossip 40: It is wicked, no doubt, for me [...] to find fault with the weather, but I freely confess that the present sample is a trifle too brass-monkey.at brass monkey, adj.
1899 A. Binstead Gal’s Gossip 97: When I first heard [...] that Laodamia had won, I thought I should go fairly off my burner for very joy!at go off one’s burner (v.) under burner, n.2
1899 A. Binstead Gal’s Gossip 172: ‘O Irené, Irené, I cannot live without you!’ ‘You cannot live with me, that’s a dead cert,’ the heartless creature wrote back.at dead cert (n.) under cert, n.
1899 A. Binstead Gal’s Gossip 103: What is coming over our young men of the middle class — the sort that turn counter-jumpers in their giddy youth?at counter-jumper, n.
1899 A. Binstead Gal’s Gossip 115: Summoning Dutch courage to her aid by swallowing a whole liqueur glass of Mother Somebody’s Stomach Bitters.at Dutch courage, n.
1899 A. Binstead Gal’s Gossip 39: I am greatly afraid she is going to ‘chuck in her knife and fork,’ as Charlie says.at lay down one’s knife and fork (v.) under lay down, v.
1899 A. Binstead Gal’s Gossip 120: I make it a rule to keep a duck of a transparent crêpe de chine night gown [...] on a chair by my bedside.at duck, n.1
1899 A. Binstead Gal’s Gossip 93: He has, to use his own words, ‘got a bookmaker on the bow’.at on the elbow under elbow, n.1
1899 A. Binstead Gal’s Gossip 101: Mrs Terence Wortonhunt, whose shockingly fast husband ran away with Letty Bunn from the Gaiety.at fast, adj.1
1899 A. Binstead Gal’s Gossip 57: [He] hadn’t been in the house two hours before he was thumping the butler in his own pantry [...] because he wouldn’t ‘find the lady’.at find the lady, v.
1899 A. Binstead Gal’s Gossip 86: He is reduced to frogging out sermons at half-a-guinea a pair for old comrades who were more fortunate.at frog, v.1
1899 A. Binstead Gal’s Gossip 57: The very next day the creature ‘gamdiddled’ (that was the coachman’s word) the stableman out of his corn money.at gamdiddle, v.
1899 A. Binstead Gal’s Gossip 25: Seniores priores, as the ploughed young ’un from Oxford said, when his irate parent told him to go to Hades.at Hades, n.
1899 A. Binstead Gal’s Gossip 23: Her father [...] might have picked up the art of trading in Middlesex Street itself; he was a real bit of hard shell!at hard-shell, n.
1899 A. Binstead Gal’s Gossip 146: He stood at the bar with a big cigar, / We asked him what he would have.at what will you have?, phr.
1899 A. Binstead Gal’s Gossip 166: Fanny Bobitwell’s ‘elderly stick-in-the-mud,’ as she invariably calls her hubby.at stick-in-the-mud, n.
1899 A. Binstead Gal’s Gossip 164: If you wish to make me feel like a stray cat in a strange garret, rope me into a church!at rope in, v.
1899 A. Binstead Gal’s Gossip 17: He dragged the half-jimmy — his little ewe-lamb! — out of his jeans.at in(to) one’s jeans under jeans, n.
1899 A. Binstead Gal’s Gossip 27: I fancy I can hear you reply ‘Oh, jigger it!’ as a sweet girl friend of mine, who is too lady-like to swear [...] remarked.at jigger!, excl.
1899 A. Binstead Gal’s Gossip 156: Minnie [...] must have looked prettily in her natty get-up, poising her electro-plated jimmy.at jimmy, n.2
1899 A. Binstead Gal’s Gossip 17: He dragged the half-jimmy — his little ewe-lamb! — out of his jeans.at jimmy, n.1