Well, out with the Shiners.
"Ernest Maltravers, Complete"
Edward Bulwer-Lytton
Were they like sun-fish, rainbowish and flat; or like trout, sparkled over with dripping jewels; or small and silvery, like Shiners and pin-fish?
"Phemie Frost's Experiences"
Ann S. Stephens
And now, gents-excuse me, but, to do a bit of business-when am I to begin scattering the Shiners, eh?
"Ten Thousand a-Year. Volume 1."
Samuel Warren