Definition of "cigared"

The lisping effeminacy, the melancholy jargon, the French and German foppery of the moustached and cigared race that the coffee-house life of the continent has propagated among us, would have found no favour in the eyes of this honest and high-principled king.

1830, George Croly, “Birth of the Prince”, in The Life and Times of His Late Majesty, George the Fourth: with Anecdotes of Distinguished Persons of the Last Fifty Years, London: James Duncan, […], page 13

During all this time, the band played sweetly from the opera of Lucia de Lammermoor, and swarthy, moustached and cigared men, and gaudily-dressed and ill-walking ladies, promenaded round and round the walks, while their carriages waited outside the gates.

1870, [Adeline M. Noble], “In the Tropics—First View of Havana—Entering the Bay—[…]”, in Rambles in Cuba, New York, N.Y.: Carleton, […]; London: S. Low, Son & Co., page 11

On the decks gorgeously cigared gentlemen puffed smoke into the smiling faces of lovely women, who coughed and sneezed gracious acknowledgments of the delicate attention.

1881 November 24, Stanley Huntley (Brooklyn Eagle), “The Unfortunate Cruise of the “Union.””, in Wit and Wisdom, volume II, number 19 (whole 45), New York, N.Y.: Wurtele & Co., […], page 7

[…] by a gawking group of those fat-cigared plutocrats of the leather couches!

1906, The Yale Courant, page 449

He has become somebody, has a broader and more tolerant view of the one-time cartoon hayseed and the fat-cigared plutocrat.

1923, Forbes, page 550

She came back and painted a picture of a pudgy, cross-kneed, half-bald, fat-cigared man on the edge of his chair.

1939 September 30, Ernie Pyle, “Rambling Reporter”, in The Pittsburgh Press, volume 56, number 99, Pittsburgh, Pa., page 9

The cigared gentleman in the picture to the right, gazing skyward, is John Vesey.

1949 March 21, Eldon Roark, “Strolling With Eldon Roark: Took Ten Years But He Finally Came Thru”, in Memphis Press-Scimitar, 69th year, number 125, Memphis, Tenn., page 9

[…] fat, cigared and bejewelled businessmen of all nationalities, in American cars, to whom the legality or morality of their livelihood is a matter of complete indifference so long as it pays; […]

1953, The Fortnightly, page 31

I remember particularly one visit with my father to a textile mill where haggard, hollow-eyed women were grinding away their pathetic lives “to make the bogey” while a pot-bellied, gold-chained, fat-cigared owner — who could have come right out of a present-day communist cartoon of a “capitalist” — looked callously on.

1955, ISA Journal, Instrument Society of America, page 101

[…] his sisters Mathilde and Chardine, elegant in their rustling silks, with their fat, cigared, merchant husbands.

1960, William H. Jacobs, This Violent Land, Derby, Conn.: Monarch Books, page 13

One of my last memories of the Gulf South is the sight, a day or two before I left it, of a fat, cigared, helmeted, booted, pistoled and clubbed guardian of the public peace standing sentinel on a Mobile street ready to spring valiantly into action should a colored child approach a schoolhouse.

1967, Ira B. Harkey, Jr., The Smell of Burning Crosses: An Autobiography of a Mississippi Newspaperman, Jacksonville, Ill.: Harris-Wolfe & Company, page 179

One wall, covered with paintings of burly, cigared men and buxom, sun-glassed women, is a rainbow of pastels.

1981 May 15, Peggy Meill, “In School With Aidron Duckworth”, in Valley News, volume 28, number 286, page 15

There were six races round the dirt track every afternoon, the finish line right in front of the splintery plank-and-shingle grandstand which would be filled with ladies in summer dresses and cigared gentlemen in straw hats, the dusty and ticket-littered standing-room in front crowded elbow-to-elbow with hot and sweaty strangers from who knew where who got most astonishingly excited as the nags galloped by, their hooves tossing damp lumps of dirt aloft.

1997 September 24, Richard Nunley, “Our Berkshires: ‘Meet me at the fair’”, in The Berkshire Eagle, Pittsfield, Mass., page A9

Across the way cigared men whisper, giggle incoherently at the sight of dogs in heat.

2005, Lydia Melvin, South of Here, Western Michigan University, page 45

Churchill was a fat cigared caricature in Burnfort, the war remembered as a shortage of tea, Tomeen’s triumphant bicycle ride with two pounds of it.

2021, Martina Evans, American Mules, Carcanet Press