drib-drabs

Updated: May 14, 2025

These Britishers a'n't like us; they don't pay off in port and if the fellows get any thing in jail from the consul, it's by drib-drabs, that a'n't no good, for it all goes for liquor. And them criminals make a dead haul upon a black steward, as soon as he is locked up.

F. Colburn (Francis Colburn) Adams - Manuel Pereira