flibberty-jibbitin

Updated: May 3, 2025

Ye've trailed like a real sourdough, an' never a word of the hard work an' the discomfort. 'Tis born in ye, lass the love of the bush an' I'm glad. I've come to know ye better the last four days than I have in twenty-one years of school, an' dancing an' all the flibberty-jibbitin' nonsense ye carry on." They had reached the door of the trading room, and the man interrupted her laughing reply.

James B. (James Beardsley) Hendryx - The Challenge of the North