"Ay, that's what aa CAAL business.
"Looking Seaward Again"
Walter Runciman
Malcolm, my son, interjected Duncan, who had been watching for the conversation to afford him an opening, if you'll pe meeting any one will CAAL you ta son of tat woman, gif him a coot plow in ta face, for you 'll pe no son of hers, efen if she'll proof it- no more as hersel.
"Malcolm"
George MacDonald
Dress, answered he, you may CAAL it fat you please in your country, but I vow to Gad 'tis a masquerade here.
"The Adventures of Roderick Random"
Tobias Smollett