148 Contributions towards a Wiltshire Glossary. 
Skug, Sqwug. A squirrel. ‘TI say, there’sa skug! Let’s have a cock-shot 
at him with your squailer.” N. & S.W. 
Slammock, Slummock. 4 slattern. S.W. 
Slan. Asloe. (A,) 
Slan g-up, or Slang-uppy. Untidy, slatternly. N.W. (Clyffe Pypard.) 
Slat. (1) wv. To split or crack. (A.B.) “Thue plate’s slat.” N. & S.W. 
(2) m2. A crack. “ What a girt slat thur is in un.” N. & S.W- 
(3) m2. Aslate. (A.) “ Thur’s a slat blowed off.” ; N.W. 
Sleek. (1) adj. Slippery. “The rwoad’s terrible sleek.” Nw. 
(2) 2. Sleet. N.W. 
Sleight, Slay. (1) ». To pasture sheep on the downs. (D.) N.W. 
(2) x. Sheep-sleight, a sheep-down (D.) ; a pasture good for sheep. N.W. 
Slent. (1) ». To tear. S.W. 
(2) nm. A tear. S.W. 
*Slickit. (1) A long thin slice (not a shaving) of wood. (Village Miners.) 
(2) ‘A slickit of a girl,” a young undeveloped girl. (Ibid.) 
Slip. To shed. Of a horse, to shed its coat. N. & S.W. 
Shippetty-sloppetty. Draggle-tailed, slovenly. ‘‘I never zeed such a 
slippetty-sloppetty wench in aal my barn days.” N.W. 
*Slize. To look sly. (A.B.H.) 
Slocks about. To go about in an untidy slatternly way. N.W.(Clyffe Pypard.) 
Sloe. In 8. Wilts, about Salisbury, the large fruit is known as Sloes or 
Slues, and the small as Snags; in N. Wilts, at Huish, Slons are 
large and Hedge-speiiks small, while at Clyffe Pypard the same terms 
are used, but the latter is not confined to the small fruit. At Cherhill Hilps 
and Picks are the names. Slues is used in both N. and S. Wilts, and 
Slons and Slans in N. Wilts. 
*Sloop. To change (A.H.), perhaps a perversion of Slue. 
Slop about, To shuffle about in a slipshod slovenly fashion. N. & S.W. 
Sloppet. (1) ». The sameas Slop about. (Hodge and his Masters, 
ch. 23.) N.W. 
* (2) v. Applied to a rabbit’s peculiar gait, and the manner in which it 
wears away and covers with sand the grass near its bury. (Amateur 
Poacher, ch. 2.) 
Slouse. To splash about, as a horse or dog does in water. N.W. 
*Sloven’s year. A wonderfully prosperous season, when even the bad 
farmer has good crops. (Great Estate, ch. 8.) 
