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[US] ‘Geoffrey Crayon’ Tales of a Traveller (1850) 396: He would but seize a trusty staff [...] and anoint the back of the aggressor, whether pig or urchin.
at anoint (with birchen salve), v.
[US] ‘Geoffrey Crayon’ Tales of A Traveller (1850) 46: The bottle-nosed host stood in the door.
at bottlenosed, adj.
[US] ‘Geoffrey Crayon’ Tales of a Traveller (1850) 424: The red-cap cocked his pistol and fired. [...] ‘I’ve done his business,’ said the red-cap to one or two of his comrades as they arrived panting. ‘He’ll tell no tales, except to the fishes in the river.’.
at do someone’s business (v.) under business, n.
[US] ‘Geoffrey Crayon’ Tales of a Traveller (1850) 385: He shrugged his shoulders, as he looked at the signs of a fierce clapper-clawing.
at clapperclaw, v.
[US] ‘Geoffrey Crayon’ Tales of A Traveller (1850) 155: ‘Creeper! and pray what is that?’ said I. ‘Oh, sir, I see you are ignorant of the language of the craft; a creeper is one who furnishes the newspapers with paragraphs at so much a line. [...] We are paid at the rate of a penny a line.’.
at creeper, n.
[US] ‘Geoffrey Crayon’ Tales of A Traveller (1850) 148: Damme, I like you!
at damme!, excl.
[US] ‘Geoffrey Crayon’ Tales of A Traveller (1850) 219: I talked, and rattled, and said a thousand silly things, slap-dash.
at slap-dash, adv.
[US] ‘Geoffrey Crayon’ Tales of A Traveller (1850) 218: It was not so easy to make a dash there.
at dash, n.4
[US] ‘Geoffrey Crayon’ Tales of A Traveller (1850) 430: It’s a thousand pities [...] if he has gone to Davy Jones’ locker.
at go to Davy Jones’s locker (v.) under Davy Jones’s locker, n.
[US] ‘Geoffrey Crayon’ Tales of A Traveller (1850) 192: The very dogs would have chased such a draggle-tailed beauty.
at draggle-tailed, adj.
[US] ‘Geoffrey Crayon’ Tales of A Traveller (1850) 22: Egad, you have not given any thing a chance to happen.
at egad!, excl.
[US] ‘Geoffrey Crayon’ Tales of A Traveller (1850) 204: I fell in company with a special knot of young fellows, of lively parts and ready wit [...] and become initiated into the Fancy.
at Fancy, the, n.
[US] ‘Geoffrey Crayon’ Tales of a Traveller (1850) 147: The bold knights of the Post have all dwindled down into lurking footpads and sneaking pickpockets.
at knight of the post, n.
[US] ‘Geoffrey Crayon’ Tales of A Traveller (1850) 249: Alas for poor Pillgarlick! I knew little the mischief that was brewing against me.
at pilgarlic, n.
[US] ‘Geoffrey Crayon’ Tales of A Traveller (1850) 70: ’Sblood, lad, thou art the man as has seen the ghost!
at ’sblood!, excl.
[US] ‘Geoffrey Crayon’ Tales of A Traveller (1850) 146: A hearty old blade that. Sound as pitch. Old Turpentine! as we used to call him.
at sound, adj.
[US] ‘Geoffrey Crayon’ Tales of A Traveller (1850) 192: Old London seemed to [...] offer no encouragement to such a couple of tatterdemalions.
at tatterdemallion, n.
[US] ‘Geoffrey Crayon’ Tales of A Traveller (1850) 19: The only question was, whether such an unexpected accession of company to an already crowded house would not put the housekeeper to her trumps to accomodate them.
at put someone to their trumps (v.) under trump, n.2
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