A crowd, a lot of people.
1833. I know a feller ’twould whip the whool boodle of ’em an’ give ’em six.—John Neal, ‘The Down-Easters,’ i. 61.
1833. He declared he’d fight the whole boodle of ’em.—Seba Smith, ‘Major Jack Downing,’ p. 183 (1860).
1847. [He] stumped all the rest to come on, one at a time, and there was n’t a soul of the whole boodle that dared go it.—D. P. Thompson, ‘Locke Amsden,’ p. 76 (Boston).
1858. He would like to have the whole boodle of them, (I remonstrated against this word, but the Professor said it was a diabolish good word, and he would have no other,) with their wives and children, shipwrecked on a remote island, just to see how splendidly they would reorganize society.—Holmes, ‘The Autocrat of the Breakfast-Table,’ chap. v.
