A high-pitched nasal voice called out from the head of the stairs: "Henery, don't you DAST to give no tramps anything to eat."
"I Walked in Arden"
Jack Crawford
The elderly feudist surveyed his visitor with a cool shrewdness, and after a long pause he remarked drily: "Ef so be, Boone Wellver was called ter his reward, Saul, I wouldn't hardly buy me no mournin' clothes, but for my own self I don't DAST break ther truce.
"The Tempering"
Charles Neville Buck
Don't you DAST to come no nearer!"
"Grenfell: Knight-Errant of the North"
Fullerton Waldo