Yankee for End.

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1825.  Seen him pop ’em off many a time … when he could only see the tip eend of a nose.—John Neal, ‘Brother Jonathan,’ i. 107.

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1837.  Away comes the red devil over his head, like a rocket, eend on to a sapling.—R. M. Bird, ‘Nick of the Woods,’ i. 28 (Lond.).

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1837.  You’ll see a sample of hoss-stealing, to make your ha’r stand on eend.Id., iii. 52.

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1839.  But when the starn of the boat, in swinging round, came near the bear, she put her paws upon it, and raised herself right into the boat, and there she sat on eend, looking the man in the face jist as quiet, now, as a bear could look.—C. F. Hoffman, ‘Wild Scenes,’ i. 45 (Lond.).

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1841.  There’s an eend of the question.—W. G. Simms, ‘The Kinsmen,’ i. 161 (Phila.).

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1846.  

        We begin to think it ’s nater
  To take sarse an’ not be riled;—
Who ’d expect to see a tater
  All on eend at bein’ biled?
Lowell, ‘Biglow Papers,’ No. 1.    

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1846.  

        Tell ye jest the eend I ’ve come to
  Arter cipherin’ plaguy smart,
An’ it makes a handy sum, tu,
  Any gump could larn by heart.
The same.    

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1847.  About evenin’ I got my small dug-out, and fixin’ my rifle carefully in the fore eend, and stickin’ my knife in the edge whar it would be handy, I jest paddled over the drink.—Robb, ‘Streaks of Squatter Life,’ &c., p. 105 (Phila.).

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1847.  You didn’t come out at the little eend of the horn, did you?—‘Jones’s Fight,’ p. 37 (Phila.). (Italics in the original.)

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1848.  “Don’t the President live here?” ses I. “No, sir,” ses he. “He lives in the White House at the other eend of the Avenue. This is the Capitol whar Congress sets, but it aint in session now.”—W. T. Thompson, ‘Major Jones’s Sketches of Travel,’ p. 46 (Phila.).

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1855.  “Is the powder in kegs?” “No, major, in sheep-skins and bladders; and tied up in two eends of a salt-bag.”—W. G. Simms, ‘The Forayers,’ p. 38 (N.Y.).

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1856.  Is it never guine to eend? I’d sooner cut and run, than stand to it much longer.—The same, ‘Eutaw,’ p. 406.

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1857.  I went through the air eend over eend, clear across the island, more than fifteen rods, ca-splash into the lake on the other side.—S. H. Hammond, ‘Wild Northern Scenes,’ p. 62.

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1862.  

        So Mister Seward sticks a three-months’ pin
Where the war ’d oughto eend, then tries agin.
‘Biglow Papers, 2nd Series, No. 2.    

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