Brit. Colony

Usage examples of gib.

Gib us dis day our dayey bread, and forGib us our trelspasses as we forGib dem dat trelspass ayenst us.

You see, my wife was giben by de ole man to missy when her war a little girl, and fortunate it was dat he had made out de papers all right and presented dem to her.

Tonight she felt like a fairy princess who had been granted one wisha wonderful wish of spending time alone with Gib, getting to know him better under less dangerous and strained circumstances.

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A pleasant land it is in sooth of murmuring waters, fishful streams where sport the gurnard, the plaice, the roach, the halibut, the gibbed haddock, the grilse, the dab, the brill, the flounder, the pollock, the mixed coarse fish generally and other denizens of the aqueous kingdom too numerous to be enumerated.

Man-of-war, buccra, Man-of-war, buccra, He de boy for me, Man-of-war, buccra, Man-of-war, buccra, Gib pictareen to me.

Gib as a commander - he had the Espiègle and then the Argus - a big black-haired red-faced domineering cove, younger than me but with much more influence - a member for Carton and Stranraer's heir, his nephew - and he was made post in the same month.

The ancient fist ax, carried by Gib, was better evidence that they existed than had been Taylor's words.

So it’s Penitent’s Pass to Wormseye Scrub, round Gibbing Water, skirt Kar Torrer Kingdom and over Cold Claw Sound .

When he rode away from the Moorman outfit and started running with Gib Gentry and Ben Stowe, Eli Patterson warned him against it.

There comes a time for a man to draw a line, and Mike Shevlin had drawn his, and he had ridden away from Rafter, from Gib Gentry, Ben Stowe, and all the rest of them.

They lived outside the city of memory, in pleasant comfort: Trotter, who was her favorite, and the old sow Truffling, and the piglets Hib, Nib, Jib, Bib, Gib, Rib, and Tib, some of whom she could tell apart, but she could not now recall which ones had been slaughtered and salted and which ones kept over the winter.