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  • v. Present participle of mitch.
  • n. Playing truant.


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From mitch +‎ -ing.


  • I think mitching and boaning about Obama is a safe bet with any outdoorsman.

    Leave It At The Dock

  • "Eh, wee fellow, is it mitching from school you are?"

    The Wind Bloweth

  • The lady in the corner challenged Mr. Hansombody to deny that our town was deteriorating -- the rising generation more mischievous than its parents, and given to mitching from school, and cigarette smoking, if not to worse.

    The White Wolf and Other Fireside Tales

  • "Yes, but what chance should we stand of that when every one will know we're mitching?"

    Follow My leader The Boys of Templeton

  • For the village of Shoxford runs up on the rise, and straggles away from its burial-place, as a child from his school goes mitching.

    Erema — My Father's Sin

  • Throughout that forenoon, then, this bull bellowed nobly, still finding many very wicked flies about, so that two mitching boys, who meant to fish for minnows with a pin, were obliged to run away again.

    Erema — My Father's Sin

  • "Halt!" said Gethin, bringing his fist down so heavily on the table that the tea-things jingled, "not a word against the old man -- the best father that ever walked, and I was the worst boy on Garthowen slopes, driving the chickens into the water, shooing the geese over the hedges, riding the horses full pelt down the stony roads, setting fire to the gorse bushes, mitching from school, and making the boys laugh in chapel; no wonder the old man turned me away."

    Garthowen A Story of a Welsh Homestead

  • Mymiddle toe’s mitching, so mizzle I must else ’twill sarve me out.

    Finnegans Wake


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  • When I whistled with mitching boys through a reservoir park

    Where at night we stoned the cold and cuckoo

    Lovers in the dirt of their leafy beds,

    The shade of their trees was a word of many shades

    And a lamp of lightning for the poor in the dark;

    Now my saying shall be my undoing,

    And every stone I wind off like a reel.

    - Dylan Thomas, 'Once It Was In The Colour Of Saying'.

    October 23, 2008