Sorry, no definitions found. Check out and contribute to the discussion of this word!


Sorry, no etymologies found.


  • I turned and saw a black approaching, bearing the homely viand known as corn-dodger.

    The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 08, No. 47, September, 1861

  • One day about noon I watered and staked old Jim, ate the usual lunch of fat bacon and corn-dodger, stretched out and took the usual hour's siesta, saddled, and resumed the road.

    Recollections and reflections : an auto of half a century and more,

  • When she brought him his corn-dodger on a shingle and more coffee in a tin dipper, he was foolish with happiness, kept his own spirits high and overcame every little disposition to seriousness on her part until their picnic had to come to an end, and she must be starting back down the river road.

    Sally of Missouri

  • They don't have anything to eat but cabbage and corn-dodger, and they have to eat that out of tin pans.

    The Little Colonel

  • I have packed haversacks with marching rations for forty-eight hours, a single corn-dodger split and with only a thin slice of bacon between the pieces.


  • He manfully gnawed at his corn-dodger from time to time, and from the manner in which he fraternized with his new acquaintance, the sheriff, he seemed old enough to dispense with maternal care, and, but for his incomplete methods of locomotion, able to knock about town with the boys.

    His "Day In Court" 1895

  • _He_ never hev hed a reg'lar blate but two or three times sence he hev been hyar, an 'them war when that thar old tur-rkey gobbler teetered up ter him an' tuk his corn-dodger that he war a-eatin 'on plumb out'n his hand.

    His "Day In Court" 1895

  • Morning broke on a thoroughly drenched and unhappy company; but a little rum and water, with a corn-dodger and the rising sun, soon stirred us, and with a fair wind we made a good day's run, -- some thirty-five miles.

    Famous Adventures And Prison Escapes of the Civil War

  • Seated at the kitchen table, the large-hearted woman bustling about and talking away, the ravenous tramps attacked a pile of old Virginia hoecake and corn-dodger, a frying-pan with an inch of gravy and slices of bacon, streak of lean and streak of fat, very numerous.

    Historical Tales, Vol. 2 (of 15) The Romance of Reality

  • All the pupils brought their dinners in baskets -- corn-dodger, buttermilk and other good things -- and sat in the shade of the trees at noon and ate them.

    Chapters from My Autobiography


Log in or sign up to get involved in the conversation. It's quick and easy.