sugar-tit

She would, with malice aforethought, stop a plow to send Sarah to a quilting, and then, the Captain's foot would come down in earnest, and he'd "wonder whether there was a woman in the world that wouldn't lose a crop to give her daughter a sugar-tit!"

Master William Mitten: or, A Youth of Brilliant Talents, Who Was Ruined by Bad Luck 1864

In the twenty-four-inch space at the right end of the hot dog there was a brown-yellow plain with just a few thorny trees a-thirsting on it and a pride of lions resting in the stingy shade beneath one of those trees, and far in the distance, too far for the warm lions to bother with, a herd of wildebeests was kicking up dust, and even further in the distance Mt. Kilimanjaro jumped up like God's own sugar-tit, and in a modest encampment at the foot of the peak, E. Hemingway was cleaning his Weatherby 375 magnum (not trusting the native boys to handle such an instrument) and slurping his gin.

Another Roadside Attraction Robbins, Tom 1971

And as Wade’s face went purple with his squalling, she snapped crossly: Give him that sugar-tit in your pocket, Priss.

Gone with the Wind Margaret Mitchell 1996

Prissy produced the sugar-tit, given her that morning by Mammy, and the baby’s wails subsided.

Gone with the Wind Margaret Mitchell 1996

Prissy produced the sugar-tit, given her that morning by Mammy, and the baby’s wails subsided.

Gone with the Wind Margaret Mitchell 1996

And as Wade’s face went purple with his squalling, she snapped crossly: Give him that sugar-tit in your pocket, Priss.

Gone with the Wind Margaret Mitchell 1996

Prissy produced the sugar-tit, given her that morning by Mammy, and the baby’s wails subsided.

Gone with the Wind Margaret Mitchell 1996

And as Wade’s face went purple with his squalling, she snapped crossly: Give him that sugar-tit in your pocket, Priss.

Gone with the Wind Margaret Mitchell 1996

And as Wade’s face went purple with his squalling, she snapped crossly: Give him that sugar-tit in your pocket, Priss.

Gone with the Wind Margaret Mitchell 1996

Prissy produced the sugar-tit, given her that morning by Mammy, and the baby’s wails subsided.

Gone with the Wind Margaret Mitchell 1996