Oaths and curses.
1872. He didn’t give a continental for anybody. Beg your pardon, friend, for coming so near saying a cuss-word.—Mark Twain, ‘Roughing It,’ xlvii.
1878. It is hinted by local chroniclers that hard names, “cuss words,” stove-wood and other missiles flew about with disgusting recklessness.—J. H. Beadle, ‘Western Wilds,’ p. 434.
1888. He didn’t have a gun strapped to his back, and he didn’t use cuss-words.—Detroit Free Press, Sept. 15 (Farmer).
1893. The old lady, with another string of “cuss words,” would jump out of the weeds and try the trail again a short distance.—Alex. Majors, ‘Seventy Years on the Frontier,’ p. 22.
