I tell ye what you do: Give him a bone or a chunk of tough meat to chaw on.
“Might chaw on a biscuit before I take another nap,” yawned the prisoner.
Ain't you afraid that you might take a chaw on it, by mistake for your tobacco?
Then he inquired as an afterthought: “Would he snap or chaw me up a-tall?”
Not so much as a chaw of bacon, or a blanket to lay over you nights.