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(H.E. Hamblen) On Many Seas 65: Old rounders some of them who had been on the coast since the year one, when Adam was ‘oakum’ boy in the Brooklyn navy yard.at when Adam was an oakum boy (in Chatham) under Adam, n.
(H.E. Hamblen) On Many Seas 65: Old rounders some of them who had been on the coast since the year one, when Adam was ‘oakum’ boy in the Brooklyn navy yard. (H.E. Hamblen) On Many Seas 350: I never thoroughly appreciated the meaning of the words, boor, chaw-bacon, clod-hopper, until I saw these Gloucestershire Britons.at chaw-bacon, n.
(H.E. Hamblen) On Many Seas 371: There was lots of carpenter’s work to do on the old ballahoo].at ballahoo, n.
(H.E. Hamblen) On Many Seas 168: One of the boys had stubbed his bare toe into a link of the chain-cable, and ‘beefed out like a stuck pig’.at beef (it) out (v.) under beef, v.1
(H.E. Hamblen) On Many Seas 239: It is a popular belief among merchant seamen that ‘blubber hunters’ are grease and soot from keel to truck.at blubber-hunter (n.) under blubber, n.2
(H.E. Hamblen) On Many Seas 208: No boat would be sent ashore without, if not an officer, at least a marine in it, to prevent the blue-jackets from leaving the boat.at bluejacket, n.
(H.E. Hamblen) On Many Seas 144: it was a very creditable act on the part of the ‘blue nose,’ for many a skipper would simply have starved and worked [...] his crew until they would have been glad to clear out.at bluenose, n.1
(H.E. Hamblen) On Many Seas 317: Every man aboard, from the captain down, prides himself on being a ‘bucko,’ — a fighter, that is to say.at bucko, n.1
(H.E. Hamblen) On Many Seas 351: Well, after the Johnny Bulls had hunted out the last
grain of wheat from peak and run, we left Gloucester, and
went across to Cardiff.at John Bull, n.1
(H.E. Hamblen) On Many Seas 101: The crew, who were all thieves and scalawags, had no clothes of their own and didn't hesitate a moment to help themselves to anything that they could get hold of.[...] Oil-skins and sea-boots were in great demand among these ‘bummers’ .at bummer, n.3
(H.E. Hamblen) On Many Seas 220: He it was who came near putting the marks of the cat’s claws on my back.at cat, n.3
(H.E. Hamblen) On Many Seas 313: And it is such cattle that represent themselves as Yankee
sailors.at cattle, n.
(H.E. Hamblen) On Many Seas 259: He began to scull himself along at a rate that was a caution to snakes.at caution, n.
(H.E. Hamblen) On Many Seas 350: I never thoroughly appreciated the meaning of the words, boor, chaw-bacon, clod-hopper, until I saw these Gloucestershire Britons.at clodhopper, n.
(H.E. Hamblen) On Many Seas 309: The mate jumped on me for sojering in the halyards.at come the old soldier (v.) under come the..., v.
(H.E. Hamblen) On Many Seas 286: A council of war was called, and as a result of about five minutes’ confab, two shore-boats put off.at confab, n.
(H.E. Hamblen) On Many Seas 394: Tom Donnelly.
Tom was a corker. He would knock a man down just for
fun, and then ask him for a chew of tobacco, and likely
enough give him a kick when he gave it back to him.at corker, n.2
(H.E. Hamblen) On Many Seas 293: Billy looked back and said, he’d ‘rather double forty bloody ’orns than cross that bloody bridge again,’ and [...] I agreed with him just then; for it was a ‘corker’ and no mistake.at corker, n.2
(H.E. Hamblen) On Many Seas 286: Cripes! what would have been the use .at cripes!, excl.
(H.E. Hamblen) On Many Seas 309: ‘You get more than you're worth, you bloody, ’ungry Yankee,’ said he; and he made a dab at me.at dab, n.2
(H.E. Hamblen) On Many Seas 351: [of a Maltese] One of our men ran away here, and the old man shipped
a Maltese named Charley in his place. [...] He had that treacherous snaky look,
characteristic of all these Mediterranean nations, known to Yankee sailors by the generic name of Dago.at dago, n.
(H.E. Hamblen) On Many Seas 115: The sympathetic residents of Penzance would not allow us to
leave their truly hospitable town dry.at dry, adj.1
(H.E. Hamblen) On Many Seas 70: ‘Come, sing out there, some of you,’ roars the big Swedish mate [...] ‘I didn't come here to sing, sorr,’ says Derry. ‘What did you come here for?’ ‘To lick a Dutchman, begorr’ .at Dutchman, n.
(H.E. Hamblen) On Many Seas 333: I remembered that Lynch had a score to settle with me, and I could escape his clutches by going in the Dutchman [...] So when madame came in again, I asked her about the German bark.at Dutchman, n.
(H.E. Hamblen) On Many Seas 305: They were a low down, ragged, drunken-looking lot of hoodlums, whom I declined to associate with. You may think that I was rather fine haired.at fine-haired (adj.) under fine, adj.
(H.E. Hamblen) On Many Seas 227: The ‘first luff,’ after firing in
a few rounds of aguardiente to strengthen his backbone,
ordered all hands called to witness punishment.at fire in(to) (v.) under fire, v.2
(H.E. Hamblen) On Many Seas 357: So we hunted him
over for other wounds, but, not finding any, came to the
conclusion that he was foxing, and I gave him a kick in the
ribs and ordered him to get up.at fox, v.3
(H.E. Hamblen) On Many Seas 375: There was a bag of charts and a iine Pillar sextant in the closet, and freezing on to the whole outfit I hastily made my way out.at freeze on, v.
(H.E. Hamblen) On Many Seas 315: French Louis [...] claimed to have been a quartermaster in the ship that brought Napoleon's remains from St. Helena. He was very Frenchy and important.at Frenchie, adj.
(H.E. Hamblen) On Many Seas 165: We were resolved [...] that before we went to jail we’d have a taste of the good things the old man had down there, thereby killing two birds with one stone; i. e. treating ourselves, and knocking the old man’s profits ‘galley west’ at the same time.at galley-west, adv.
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