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Seven Years of a Sailor’s Life choose

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[US] G.E. Clark Seven Years of a Sailor’s Life 321: Dis ’federit scrip aint no count, Massa.
at no-account, adj.
[US] G.E. Clark Seven Years of a Sailor’s Life 49: O, that’s all in my eye; don’t you ’spose the old man knows the road?
at all my eye, phr.
[US] G.E. Clark Seven Years of a Sailor’s Life 161: How are you, Tom, Dick, and Harry?
at Tom, Dick and Harry, n.
[US] G.E. Clark Seven Years of a Sailor’s Life 141: I gave the ostler his ‘buckshees,’ or perquisite.
at baksheesh, n.
[US] G.E. Clark Seven Years of a Sailor’s Life 252: Take that, you bean-eater.
at bean-eater (n.) under bean, n.1
[US] G.E. Clark Seven Years of a Sailor’s Life 103: Say, old fellow, how many bells is it?
at bell, n.1
[US] G.E. Clark Seven Years of a Sailor’s Life 259: Do you think I’d lug a load on my back like a mule? No sir-ee.
at no siree (bob)!, excl.
[US] G.E. Clark Seven Years of a Sailor’s Life 209: Their officer’s order of ‘gobble the whole boodle,’ showed that dead men were not wanted.
at whole boodle (n.) under boodle, n.1
[US] G.E. Clark Seven Years of a Sailor’s Life 162: Has Bill got out of chockey yet?
at chokey, n.
[US] G.E. Clark Seven Years of a Sailor’s Life 151: Good bye, Cookie.
at cookee, n.
[US] G.E. Clark Seven Years of a Sailor’s Life 238: Jest as true as I am a corn-fed, and that’s a fact.
at cornfed, n.1
[US] G.E. Clark Seven Years of a Sailor’s Life 95: I told you, old fellow, you would get euchred in the long run.
at euchred, adj.
[US] G.E. Clark Seven Years of a Sailor’s Life 161: Ah Jack Tar, you don’t know how many hands are waiting to grasp your tar-stained, hardened flipper that now rests on the rail.
at flipper, n.1
[US] G.E. Clark Seven Years of a Sailor’s Life 212: By gol-ormity, massa.
at goll, n.2
[US] G.E. Clark Seven Years of a Sailor’s Life 20: She is a gay boat and hunkey in every strand.
at hunky, adj.1
[US] G.E. Clark Seven Years of a Sailor’s Life 136: Men from every nation. Dutch, Irish, English, Kanaka, Portuguese.
at Kanaka, n.
[US] G.E. Clark Seven Years of a Sailor’s Life 149: Here, Ned, bend this on; he is a lunker, and will give us a hard try.
at lunker, n.
[US] G.E. Clark Seven Years of a Sailor’s Life 80: Say, old moke, what time does the train start for Bangor? – He don’t know anything.
at moke, n.1
[US] G.E. Clark Seven Years of a Sailor’s Life 160: Don’t you get shanghaied the first day.
at shanghai, v.
[US] G.E. Clark Seven Years of a Sailor’s Life 23: Hang on to her, my bold townie.
at townie, n.
[US] G.E. Clark Seven Years of a Sailor’s Life 215: The men [...] begged for a yarn. ‘Well, lads, let me finish my smoke, and then I’ll spin you a twister.’.
at twister, n.
[US] G.E. Clark Seven Years of a Sailor’s Life 98: How are you, Yankee land? [...] We’ll see you one of these fine days.
at Yankeeland, n.
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