fawchuns

Updated: May 4, 2025

There was no escape either from despair or fate. Tiltock was strutting about below stairs with a drunken old doctor, misnamed a surgeon, who deposited behind the bar a rusty case of surgical instruments, and who took a deep potation to the toast of "The fawchuns of waw."

George Alfred Townsend - Tales of the Chesapeake