from The Century Dictionary and Cyclopedia

  • n. Same as chimney-pot hat (which see, under hat).


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  • Guards gave me a shilling, and placed some ribands in my pot-hat, and -- well -- I was a soldier!

    Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 102, April 30, 1892

  • _Podb. _ (_taking off a brown "pot-hat," and inspecting it_).

    Punch, Or The London Charivari, Volume 102, Jan. 2, 1892

  • At this moment enters M. Kangourou, clad in a suit of gray tweed, which might have come from La Belle Jardiniere or the Pont Neuf, with a pot-hat and white thread gloves.

    The French Immortals Series — Complete

  • The men, on the other hand, wear many a pot-hat, pompously added to the long national robe, and giving thereby a finishing touch to their cheerful ugliness, resembling nothing so much as dancing monkeys.

    The French Immortals Series — Complete

  • Europeans straggling hither and thither, wanderers from the ships in harbor; some Japanese (fortunately as yet but few) dressed up in coats; other natives who content themselves with adding to their national costume the pot-hat, from which their long, sleek locks hang down; and all around, eager haggling, bargaining, and laughter.

    The French Immortals Series — Complete

  • At once, I suppose, you visualize a somewhat smug fellow, loftily complacent and superior -- in brief, the bogus artist of Greenwich Village, posturing in a pot-hat before a cellar full of visiting schoolmarms, all dreaming of being betrayed.

    The Line of Love Dizain des Mariages

  • Mazarin is becoming as strict as those pot-hat Puritans yonder in England.

    The Grey Cloak

  • Tooting, wandering about India in pot-hat and frock-coat, talked largely of the benefits of British rule and suggested as the one thing needful the establishment of a duly qualified electoral system and a general bestowal of the franchise.

    Life's Handicap

  • Marie was left alone upon the impériale save for a snuffy old gentleman in a pot-hat who sat in a corner buried behind the day's


  • He shoved his dust-eaten pot-hat on one side, scratched his thin hair, and after some pressing, admitted that he didn't think that they would do much good in the place; as far as he could see, everybody's ideas were on striking and politics; the general election especially was playing the devil with managers; at least that was what the company that had just left said.

    A Mummer's Wife


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