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[US] G.W. Harris ‘Sut Lovingood’s Hog Ride’ Nashville Daily Press and Times III Sept. in Inge (1967) 158: That wer a pint flask of swell hed whisky in wun pockit.
at bustskull (n.) under bust, v.1
[US] G.W. Harris ‘Sut Lovingood’s Hog Ride’ Nashville Daily Press and Times III Sept. in Inge (1967) 158: I [...] were slingin along a narrer lane name Union Street.
at sling about (v.) under sling, v.
[US] G.W. Harris Sut Lovingood’s Yarns 270: That’s poor Mister Doltin’s voice, as sure as yu ar born’d!
at sure as you’re a foot high under sure as..., phr.
[US] G.W. Harris Sut Lovingood’s Yarns 19: I say, you durn’d ash cats, jis’ keep yer shuts on, will ye?
at ash-cat, n.
[US] G.W. Harris Sut Lovingood’s Yarns 184: He war jis’ a-honin arter that ball-face whisky.
at baldface (whisky), n.
[US] G.W. Harris ‘Sicily Burn’s Wedding’ Sut Lovingood’s Yarns 87: Ole Bullen’s pint is a durn’ed fust rate, three bladed, dubbil barril’d, warter-proof, hypockracy, an’ a never-tirein appertite fur bal’-face.
at double-barrelled, adj.
[US] G.W. Harris Sut Lovingood’s Yarns 267: The blusterin ole bell wether jis’ wilted down’ an’ sot in tu strippin slow, an’ a-beggin, an’ a-promisin, an’ a-makin money offers.
at bell-wether, n.
[US] G.W. Harris Sut Lovingood’s Yarns 79: I didn’t know hit frum Beltashazur’s off-ox.
at Belteshazzar’s off-ox, n.
[US] G.W. Harris Sut Lovingood’s Yarns 261: The cussed ole billy-goat jis’ sot in tu lickin his lips.
at billy-goat, n.1
[US] G.W. Harris Sut Lovingood’s Yarns 211: They went tu start tu the bone-yard, but durn me ef he staid thar hissef till funeral time.
at boneyard, n.
[US] G.W. Harris Sut Lovingood’s Yarns 210: Hit mus’ be a sorter vexin kine ove thing tu be buried alive, tu the feller what am in the box.
at box, n.1
[US] G.W. Harris Sut Lovingood’s Yarns 33: I tuck me a four finger dost ove bumble-bee whiskey.
at bumblebee whisky, n.
[US] G.W. Harris Sut Lovingood’s Yarns 258: A winkin prudins’ an’ silence at me frum onder the aidge ove a cabbige leaf monsus strong.
at cabbage leaf (n.) under cabbage, n.2
[US] G.W. Harris Sut Lovingood’s Yarns 189: That wer the fust spessamin ove a smokin mad gal I’ve seed in a hen’s age.
at coon’s age (n.) under coon, n.
[US] G.W. Harris Sut Lovingood’s Yarns 248: Lordy criminy! how bad my toes wer itchin now.
at criminy!, excl.
[US] G.W. Harris Sut Lovingood’s Yarns 190: The thing got tu be durn’dably mix’d up.
at damnably, adv.
[US] G.W. Harris Sut Lovingood’s Yarns 146: He’d been dippin his bill into a crock ove chicken gray [sic].
at dip one’s bill (v.) under dip, v.2
[US] G.W. Harris Sut Lovingood’s Yarns 254: Don’t talk so loud, Mister Staples; hit discomboberates the court.
at discombobberate, v.
[US] G.W. Harris Sut Lovingood’s Yarns 22: He’s so dod-dratted mean. [Ibid.] 59: Ef I don’t lizzard him agin, I jis’ wish I may be dod durnd!
at dod, n.1
[US] G.W. Harris Sut Lovingood’s Yarns 262: Sich feedin as that war [...] I gets dorg hongry every time I sees Wirt’s wife.
at dog, adv.
[US] G.W. Harris Sut Lovingood’s Yarns 22: Dorg my cats, ef eny sich good luck ever cums wifin reach ove whar dad is.
at dog my cat(s)/doggone/hide/melts! (excl.) under dog, v.2
[US] G.W. Harris Sut Lovingood’s Yarns 266: Yu dratted stingy hog, yu.
at dratted, adj.
[US] G.W. Harris Sut Lovingood’s Yarns 33: I tuck me a four finger dost ove bumble-bee whiskey.
at finger, n.
[US] G.W. Harris Sut Lovingood’s Yarns 266: I swar he wer the wust befoozeled man I ever saw.
at foozled, adj.
[US] G.W. Harris Sut Lovingood’s Yarns 236: We hed gobs an’ lots in three weeks.
at gob, n.3
[US] G.W. Harris Sut Lovingood’s Yarns 251: That ar pusley-gutted, leather whisky jug ove a jedge.
at pus-gutted (adj.) under pus-gut, n.
[US] G.W. Harris Sut Lovingood’s Yarns 183: A hard-shell preacher wif his mouf mortised into his face in shape like a muel’s shoe. [Ibid.] 187: That durn’d hiperkritikil, groanin ole Hardshell raskil.
at hard-shell, n.
[US] G.W. Harris Sut Lovingood’s Yarns 134: The devil yu say, hon’ey-head! [...] Yu wait ontil yu sprouts tuther ho’n, afore yu venters tu ’splain mix’d questions.
at -head, sfx
[US] G.W. Harris Sut Lovingood’s Yarns 131: That hell-cat ahine the door parsecuted me to the las’.
at hell-cat (n.) under hell, n.
[US] G.W. Harris Sut Lovingood’s Yarns 295: The wind sumhow gethered atwixt the hary side ove dad’s hide.
at hide, n.
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