When I got to the corner, I heard the boy calling "Wuxtry". He was walking slowly down the side street, pausing to hand out papers to people who came out of their houses. 1940, R. L. Goldman, The Snatch, page 108:
Then outside my humble dwelling / Comes a strident brazen call, / "Wuxtry, Wuxtry!" / hear the yell, / "Two more churches shot to hell!" 1915, Elizabeth W. Champney, Romance of Old Belgium, from Cæsar to Kaiser, page 407:
Wuxtry! Wuxtry! Read all about blazing man of fire! 1994, Kurt Busiek, Marvels: Book One, page 6:
Wuxtry! Wuxtry! Negro threatened by lynch mob! 1969, Waters Edward Turpin, These low grounds, page 337: