gripefist

Updated: January 24, 2026

The third man, rising like a giant out of his boots, with his arms swaying like loose grapevines, and his bearded face streaked with tobacco drippings, looking insolence and contempt, brought the flat of one hand fairly down on the crown of Milburn's surprising tile, with the words: "Halloo! Yer's Goosecap! Hocus that cady, Old Gripefist!"

George Alfred Townsend - The Entailed Hat: Or, Patty Cannon's Times