A fast horse. Obsolete.
1848.
I took her out to Harlem, | |
On the road we cut a swell, | |
And the nag we had before us | |
Went twelve miles before he fell; | |
And though, ven he struck the pavement, | |
The crab began to fail, | |
I got another mile out | |
By twisting of his tail. | |
Durivage and Burnham, Stray Subjects, p. 108 (Phila.). |
1852. He does not keep a fast crab now himself; he is too intent on making a fortune.C. A. Bristed, The Upper Ten Thousand, p. 20 (N.Y.).
1857. A calm, frosty, moon-shiny night; a clipper of a sleigh under you; a pair of fast crabs before you; and a pair of sparkling eyes, illuminating a pair of rosy cheeks, by the side of you; and the sleigh-bells making such a noise that you and the owner of the eyes and cheeks have to put your heads together in order to make yourselves heard.Knick. Mag., l. 4356 (Nov.).