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'Oh, that's all right,' he drawled, 'I allus shets that eye anyway when I shoot.'

Army Boys in the French Trenches Or, Hand to Hand Fighting with the Enemy Homer Randall

These same old eyes seen powerful lot of tribulations in my time, and when I shets 'em now I can see lots of l'il chillun jest lak my grandchillun, toting hoes bigger dan dey is, and dey pore little black hands and legs bleeding whar dey scratched by de brambledy weeds, and whar dey got whuppings 'cause dey didn't git out all de work de overseer set out for 'em.

Slave Narratives: a Folk History of Slavery in the United States From Interviews with Former Slaves Oklahoma Narratives Work Projects Administration

"Thet man thar air er goin 'ter send me er doll baby thet opens an' shets hits eyes, Juddy."

'Smiles' A Rose of the Cumberlands Eliot H. Robinson

Page 179 and he ripped out some oaths that fairly made my wool rise on end, and them shets the door.

Uncle Tom's Companions: Or, Facts Stranger Than Fiction. A Supplement to Uncle Tom's Cabin: Being Startling Incidents in the Lives of Celebrated Fugitive Slaves. 1911

My feet shets out the wagon, and my head's a mile away;

Cape Cod Ballads, and Other Verse Joseph Crosby Lincoln 1907

Jest tells us to go to "-- the sheriff paused, evidently deterred by the thought that swear-words were unbefitting a hospital --" to the other place, and shets his jaw up tight.

The Gentleman from Indiana Booth Tarkington 1907

"No; if anybody sez a word agin him she shets 'em right up."

The Fortune Hunter Louis Joseph Vance 1906

I shets my eyes so's to see to think bettah. An 'aftah all, Mistah Ma'tin wasn't mo' 'n half an houah late dat mo'nin' nohow, 'case w'en I did git up I sholy flew.

The Strength of Gideon and Other Stories Paul Laurence Dunbar 1889

That canine is mighty plethoric an 'fat, an' they lays him on his broad, he'pless back an 'shets off his wind with a stick cross-wise of his neck, an' two bucks pressin 'on the ends.

Wolfville Nights Alfred Henry Lewis 1885

"It's a good thing for Phil that Nancy 'll git well," remarked the sad man, slowly tearing off a strip of tobacco from a ragged roll; "the law can't do nothin 'to him now,' thouten it shets him up a while for 'sault an' battery."

Dialect Tales 1883