Frost-bitten.
1807. Several large cakes of ice had blocked up the river, and we had to cut our way through them with axes; the boats as usual grounded, and the men bare legged and bare footed, were obliged to leap into the water. This happened so frequently, that two more of my men got badly frosted.—Z. M. Pike, ‘Sources of the Mississippi’ (1810), ii., App. 29. (N.E.D.)
1839. “You appear very cold, my young friend,” said Murrell to his companion, as they were seated by the fire; “I fear you are frosted; you can’t stand it like me—I have undergone enough to kill a horse.”—‘History of Virgil A. Stewart,’ p. 28 (N.Y.).
1839. They informed him that the negroes had arrived some days before, and were badly frosted.—Id., p. 91.
