Tote: to carry.
- 1833: In our day, merchants were well enough satisfied to tote their plunder upon mules and pack horses. James Hall, Legends of the West, p.49
- 1833: I brought at four turns as much as I could tote, and put it on the bank. Sketches of Davy Crockett, p.103
- 1851: Thar goes as clever a feller as ever toted an ugly head. Adventures of Captain Simon Suggs, p.140
- 1852: I heard it said when I was a child, that it was allowable to make the Devil tote brick to build a church. Mr. Stanley, North Carolina, House of Reps., Congressional Globe, June 12, p.693
Trace: a trail or path.
- 1829: George offered to take the trace through the woods to the bank of the Mississippi, where the physician resided. Timothy Flint, George Mason, p.41
- 1833: On either side was the thick forest, sometimes grown up with underbrush to the margin of the trace. James Hall, Legends of the West, p.187
- 1834: The trace had been rudely cut out by some of the earlier travellers through the Indian country, merely traced out, -and hence perhaps the name -by a blaze, or white spot, made upon the trees by hewing them from the bark. W.G. Simms, Guy Rivers, p.62
Truck, spun truck: garden produce intended for market. Later, it came to mean any quantity of "stuff."
- 1833: [It was remarked that] it took a powerful chance of truck to feed such a heap of folks. James Hall, Legends of the West, p.9
- 1840: And what did they do for Lucy's cough, Mis' Barney? 0 dear me, they giv her a powerful chance o' truck. I reckon, first and last, she took at least a pint o' lodimy. A.B. Longstreet, Georgia Scenes, p.193
- 1857: Women exchanging their wool-socks, bees' wax, tow-linen, etc., for spun truck, apron check, dye-stuff, and so on. Knickerbocker Magazine, August
- 1862: School larnin is mighty poor truck to put into a feller's head, onless he's got a good deal of brains there. Seba Smith, Major Jack Downing, December 6
Tuckered out: exhausted.
- 1853: Set us to runnin, an I could tucker him; but he would beat me to jumpin, all holler. Turnover, A Tale of New Hampshire, p.59
- 1857: You got all tuckered out, playin'and runnin'out doors, and would come in with your eyes lookin' as heavy as lead. J.G. Holland, The Bay Path, p.59
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