stink-water

Updated: July 24, 2025

Out I went, and there, looking at me with a smile or rather a grin, was Jacky Fishook. "How do, sar?" said he. "Just come from Sydney, sar, to look for job. Massa take me for man, sar? yes? Jacky, sar, good black fellow, no stink-water, sar, ride sar, fish, shoot, fetch bullocks, sar? yes." "And then the spear, eh?" said I, frowning, "Who was it killed Buffalo Jim, you villain?"

Thomas Archer - Miss Grantley's Girls: And the Stories She Told Them