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Way West 308: Be more broke wagon tongues today, or I’m a nigger.at I’m a nigger, phr.
Way West 308: Be more broke wagon tongues today, or I’m a nigger. Way West 35: He would saw open the big log where he had cached his beaver, banks being what they were. [Ibid.] 256: Whose beaver you earnin’, Caleb?at beaver, n.1
Way West 256: Hudson Bay Company, H. B. C., ol’ Here Before Christ, that’s who.at Here Before Christ, n.
Way West 256: She needs good men all right [...] but not just anybody. There’s too many by-jesus anybodies everywhere. [Ibid.] 257: ‘Whativer is wrong with the Irish?’ [...] ‘Niver a thing,’ Greenwood said back, ‘Niver a by-jesus thing.’.at bejesus, adj.
Way West 19: ‘Name’s Hig,’ the figure announced. ‘Or that’s what they call me. It’s bobtail for Higgins.’.at bobtail, adj.
Way West 29: I’d like him to know something besides root, hog, or die.at root, hog or die, v.
Way West 74: Drive, plod, push, tug, turn the wheels. Eat dust, damn you!at eat dust (v.) under eat, v.
Way West 230: Waugh and Jesus Christ! Them was the fat days. at fat, adj.
Way West 230: She was gone on you. She was now. Purty as paint and a gone beaver on you.at gone on (adj.) under gone, adj.1
Way West 290: ‘Good for another trip?’ [...] ‘Good as gravy,’ Hig answered.at good as gravy (adj.) under gravy, n.
Way West 48: Let Tadlock be upset, and you’d find McBee honey-fuggling the upsetters.at honeyfugle, v.
Way West 316: Summers said, ‘Party’s over, hoss.’.at horse, n.
Way West 230: ’Member that nigger you had to rub out [...] dast him to irons and give him the best of it and kilt him afore his finger could bend. Waugh and Jesus Christ! Them was the fat days . at Jesus!, excl.
Way West 48: God yes, shoot the dogs. They weren’t no real good to nobody. Just made more mess to step in.at mess, n.2
Way West 122: We’re a- turnin’ back, by Moses!at Moses!, excl.
Way West 79: It ain’t an easy place [...] some sorry they set out and some just naturally ornery.at ornery, adj.
Way West 230: ’Member that nigger you had to rub out [...] dast him to irons and give him the best of it and kilt him afore his finger could bend. Waugh and Jesus Christ! Them was the fat days .at rub out, v.
Way West 53: His pappy had fought the British.at pappy, n.
Way West 253: The Snake ain’ no piss-piddle of a river.at piss-, pfx
Way West 50: Good God! Scrub stock. Marry into scrub stock, and it was all right! Call Hank McBee pappy and Mrs. McBee ma.at scrub, adj.
Way West 111: ‘One man isn’t a train.’ ‘I didn’t figure you knew that.’ ‘What do you mean?’ ‘Ain’t you the whole shebang?’.at whole shebang, n.
Way West 55: Give some men a rifle and a piece of power [...] and they got too studdish to put up with.at stud, adj.
Way West 7: You can sleep dainty in a sure-enough bed.at sure-enough (adj.) under sure, adj.
Way West 308: And when we get through, we got them tarnal hills.at tarnal, adj.
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