ain'th

Updated: May 6, 2025

"Butcher Tham 'th goin' ter kill 'im for uth," Julius Cæsar hastened to say, "an' I kin cook 'im." "No, you ain't. I'm goin' to cook 'im," Jericho Bob cried, resentfully. "He's mine." "He ain'th; he'th mine." "He was my egg," and Jericho Bob danced defiance at his friend.

Various - Southern Stories: Retold from St. Nicholas