The saleswoman makes her living on the alibosh: “Yes, I think that hat is very becoming.” She doesn’t believe it, you don’t believe it—it’s only a part of the game—like the lies of horse-trading, the inspired notices of theatrical failures or a prospectus of a gold mine.
The dentist, when he filled my tooth,
Filled me with alibosh;
He said it wouldn’t hurt, forsooth!
I knew he lied, b’gosh!
But when he had one filled himself
They took an ounce or two
Of chloroform from off the shelf.
No alibosh would do!
Bimp, n. A disappointment, a futile rage.
Bimp, v. To cut, neglect, or forsake.
Bimped, p.p. Jilted, left.
As Mrs. Ezra P. McCormick stood in the middle of Myrtle Avenue at the corner of Grandview Street the trolley car came hurtling past, ten minutes behind time. Wildly she waved her parasol, but the car would not, did not stop! Mrs. McCormick got bimped. Her bimp was the more horrible, because the conductor turned and grinned at her, and three men on the rear platform laughed, for Mrs. McCormick was very fat. (See Jurp.)
Did you get that raise in your salary on New Year’s day, or did you get bimped? Were you forgotten on Christmas? Did you draw to a flush and fail to fill? You got bimped. Did you find you had no cash in your pocket when it came time to pay the waiter? Did that firm cancel its order? Bimps.
What did Mrs. Harris’s servant girl do on the very afternoon of the dinner party? She bimped Mrs. Harris! She packed her imitation-leather suitcase, grabbed her green umbrella and walked away.
The girl who stood “Waiting at the church” got the biggest bimp of all. (See Agowilt.)