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Prairie Logbooks (1983) 24 Aug. 50: I can’t tell nothing, no how. Bad medicine – heap – booh! ugh! bad medicine.at bad medicine (n.) under bad, adj.
Prairie Logbooks (1983) 24 Aug. 50: I can’t tell nothing, no how. Bad medicine – heap – booh! ugh! bad medicine. Prairie Logbooks (1983) 14 Aug. 20: The fact of his having one eye slightly shadowed by a faint knuckular abrasion remotely resembling a bung.at bung, n.3
Prairie Logbooks (1983) 24 Aug. 49: He [a wolf] was a savage looking customer [...] a very wolfish sort of a chap.at chap, n.
Prairie Logbooks (1983) 12 Sept. 141: My son – he’s dam bad ugly – chip of the old block.at damn, adj.
Prairie Logbooks (1983) 26 May 187: Feller beans, that thar trail leads through a howlin’ wilderness.at bean, n.2
Prairie Logbooks (1983) 27 May 192: Hail Col-um-bia! why how damp you look!at hail Columbia, n.
Prairie Logbooks (1983) 27 May 192: What con-trive such durned weather?at darned, adj.
Prairie Logbooks (1983) 273: They brought several of their own to ‘swap’.at swap, v.
Prairie Logbooks (1983) 26 May 188: By the eternal Moses! Whar in thunder is my rifle.at thunder, n.
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