" "Where's the beer?" demanded the incensed Mr. Wilks; where's the beer, you underhanded swab?"

"You drunken Greaser swab!" snarled Handy Solomon.

"Down by the line in that little swab of a sand island.

After the discharge the gun was wiped out with a wet swab.

"What's dis,' Ah say to de man ahead o' me, 'huccome dat white man don't bus' dat damn yeller swab wide open?' "'Dat's Rousseau,' 'e says; 'Ain't nobuddy on dis ship big enough to put 'im on de tail end o' de line.'