September 18, 2008 at 9:52 am adn eet tastes d-lee-shus 2s… as da yng staited… b-cuz dems are maiking eet wib da irons… adn ai ulways fotet it wus so flat b-cuz dems wur sitting awn it wib dems hawt b-hins… uh… er… ai meen… uh… lookie… dots……………….. ❋ Unknown (2008)
And my cellar is full of wather, and my hins will all be drowned intirely if it ain't fixed. ❋ Anonymous (N/A)
Who will look after the house and the hins, and the childer, not forgetting Mike himself? ❋ Various (1899)
Eating those chickens was not to be an entertainment, a pastime, but a job -- a job that increased, for the "old hins" did not lay, or very sparingly -- an egg a day being about the average. ❋ Albert Bigelow Paine (1899)
All dem hins, en pullets, en roosters, en fryin'-sizers. ❋ Unknown (1895)
Ill be feedin her hins in the door, or else gathrin her clothes at the dyke, ❋ Unknown (1895)
"If she ain't watched close from this time on, she'll be settin 'hins in snowdrifts, and pouring biling water on the daffodils to sprout them." ❋ Gene Stratton-Porter (1893)
There's a nate stack of turf fornint it, and a pitaty pot sets beside the doore, wid the hins and chuckens rachin 'over into it like aigles tryin' to swally the smell. ❋ Kate Douglas Smith Wiggin (1889)
So she'd planned she'd be able to conthrive well enough wid her hins and her spriggin 'work, till ❋ Jane Barlow (1887)
But bedad, Winnie, if thim hins there don't prisintly take to layin ' ❋ Jane Barlow (1887)
D'you want the folk here to think you're a sackful of ould hins? ❋ Jane Barlow (1887)
(PUTNAM COUNTY -- 1856.) HIT's a gittin 'mighty late, w'en de Guinny-hins squall, ❋ Frederick Stuart (1881)
"I would bet a sack of potatoes to a bag of meal that one o 'thim very hins is afther layin' an egg, by the cluck of her!" ❋ Rosa Mulholland (1881)
"Go, chase those white hins," Nora's mother commanded the gossoon, who had started back to bring up more of the rich-looking bundles from the side-car. ❋ Sarah Orne Jewett (1879)
'Hold off,' says I, 'and remember what fell to your aunt one day when she sint her hins in to pick a neighbor's piece, and while her own back was turned they all come home and had every sprouted bean and potatie heeled out in the hot sun, and all her fine lettuces picked into Irish lace. ❋ Sarah Orne Jewett (1879)
"Ourselves is old hins that's hatched ducks," confessed Patrick. ❋ Sarah Orne Jewett (1879)
HIT'S a gittin 'mighty late, w'en de Guinny-hins squall, ❋ Joel Chandler Harris (1878)
Den she tuck'n make dem Guinny-hins git in a row, en she dip 'er tail in dat ar pail, en she switch it at de fust un en sprinkle' er all over wid de milk; en eve'y time she switch 'er tail at um she' low: ❋ Joel Chandler Harris (1878)
Den she tuck'n make dem Guinny-hins git in a row, en she dip 'er tail in dat ar pail, en she switch it at de fust un en sprinkle' er all over wid de milk; en eve'y time she switch 'er tail at um she' low: -- ❋ Joel Chandler Harris (1878)
Cluth'rin 'an' pluth'rin 'together like hins, an' a-roostin 'in rows, ❋ Lucia Isabella Gilbert Runkle (1864)
