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"So that's the way you people think of us?" he finally asked. "Bob, hyar, says you-uns 'n' we-uns hain't no different." He had begun calling Bob by his first name with child-like ingenuousness. "But there is a distinction," the old gentleman insisted. "The mountaineers are more I might say more intense, as your act this morning gives testimony.
So my normal occupations often were interrupted by such calls as these: "John's Lize Ann she ain't much; cain't you-uns give her some easin'-powder for that hurtin' in her chist?" "Old Uncle Bobby Tuttle's got a pone come up on his side; looks like he mought drap off, him bein' weak and right narvish and sick with a head-swimmin'."
"Justus, I know ye never furgot me fur one minute. I kin find no fault with yer likin' fur me." She had never seen a stage. She had never heard of a theatre, but she was posing and playing a part as definitely as if it graced the boards. He detected a certain spurious note in her voice. It bewildered him. He stared silently at her. "I can't marry you-uns. I never kin."
"Say, Nan, be sure to learn that. It sounds good," the brother declared. Just then Dinah, the maid, brought in the chocolate, and the children tried to tell her about going to the country, but so many were talking at once that the good-natured colored girl interrupted the confusion with a hearty laugh. "Ha! ha! ha! And all you-uns be goin' to de country!" "Yes, Dinah," Mrs.
The driver returned at this moment from the stable, and, reporting that he had fed the horses, took his place with the others at the fire. "I 'low you-uns would like to eat a little," said the old man, laughing in the same unnatural way. "Marthy, tote in suthin' from the kitchen as quick as you kin."
Persimmon hev got sech a fine mem'ry fur localities, ye see." Hite with a single gesture pulled off the bandage. "Waal, let him look about him hyar. I s'pose ye hev ter be more partic'lar 'n me 'count o' that stranger man's horse." Peters changed countenance, his attention riveted. "What horse?" he demanded. "The horse of the man ez war kilt, ye know folks hev laid that job ter you-uns.
"Now," he drawled, in gruff accents, "ef you-uns hev all had yer fill o' foolin' with this hyar fire, I'll kiver it, like I hev started out ter do." At this moment there was a loud trampling upon the porch without. The batten door shook violently. The ranger sprang up. As he frowned the hair on his scalp, drawn forward, seemed to rise like bristles.
"Hev enny o' you-uns hearn him 'low lately ez I claim ennything ez ain't mine?" There was silence for a moment. Then the forge was suddenly throbbing with the zigzagging of the bow of the violin jauntily dandering along the strings. His keen sensibility apprehended the sudden jocosity as a jeer, but before he could say aught the blacksmith had undertaken to reply.
The mountaineer says "you-uns" when he is addressing more than one person. It is one of his plural forms for "you," and he is adopting an Early English ending. But the true mountaineer does not employ "we-uns" The "we" to him is plural, the suffix is superfluous. In the same way he says "ye" when speaking to more than one, but he uses "you" when addressing an individual.
In this category belong the famous double-barreled pronouns: we-all and you-all in Kentucky, we-uns and you-uns in Carolina and Tennessee. The mountaineers have some queer ways of intensifying expression. "I'd tell a man," with the stress as here indicated, is simply a strong affirmative. "We had one more time" means a rousing good time.
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