Posted on 03/26/2010 7:00:19 AM PDT by jay1949
An order of the Virginia Colonial Council dated May 4, 1725, concerned an allegation that "divers Indians plundered the Quarters of Mr. John Taliaferro near the great mountains [i.e., the Blue Ridge] . . .[and carried off] some of the Guns belonging to and marked with the name of Spottsylvania County . . . ." The Council concluded: "It is ordered that it be referred to Colo. Harrison to make inquiry which of the Nottoway Indians or other Tributaries have been out ahunting about that time . . . ."
Now, the Colonial Council was an august body and its proceedings were formal, so we can be sure that "ahunting" was not common slang. It was, on the contrary, an accepted usage which is now obsolete except in Appalachia and the Ozarks, where folks still go "out a-huntin'."
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Man, if I had known that I was going to live this long I would have taken better care of my teeth.
Another Appalachian term is you-uns. It’s the more formal version of y’all.
And feelin puny.
In NC mountains it’s usually a branch or a creek.
lol
Our property lies just about midway ‘twixt’ Dale ‘Holler’ and Cumberland Lake. Just driving around in the area you’ll see far more idle wells than active ones-I’d say the ratio is about 5 or 6 to 1. According to some of the old-timers in the area, back in the early ‘70’s when first discovered there was quite a lot of activity. But it was never anything like on the scale of say LA, Texas, or OK. Sadly, it’s all ‘pert near petered out’ now.
And there’s a difference even within states. My mother was from extreme North GA and father from central GA. Both moved to Atlanta after high school to work and that’s where they met, married, and lived for 35 years. But we usually spent every other weekend with one or the other’s family. There’s quite a bit of difference between how my ‘hillbilly’ cousins talk compared to the ‘flatlander’ cousins.
I remember a lot of my relatives were angry about the Beverly Hillbillies at first, but I don’t think that lasted long.
The part I didn’t like was when the Clampetts mistook one animal from another. Nobody who grew up on a farm would mistake a camel for a cow, even if he had never heard of a camel before. I’ve known city folk who were ignorant as they could be about animals, but country folk are very perceptive about critters.
Did your Granny ‘saucer’ her coffee like my Granny and Great-Granny did?
One thing I’ve never heard in the Appalachians or the South in general is the nickname “Bubba”. But everybody associates that with the South.
I’m fixin to go. I’m remembering my grandpa “fixin” his old T-Model tires, or his harness when using a wagon to go into town. It could be that was the etymology of the expression.
Yes ma’am, she shore did! LOL!
Seems like Gary Cooper did a good job of speaking it in Sergeant York.
What part of the country are you talking about? I’ve never heard a branch called a run.
Oh and NICE RACK!!!
(alright you pervs-check her homepage-I’m talkin’ ‘bout her deer!)
For those of you who love the sound of bagpipes:
www.celticradio.net/
Music to soothe the savage Celt!
No, it’s not “all bagpipes all the time”-they have traditional and the not so traditional-it’s a little of everything Celtic-and they do take requests!
Check ‘em out-you’ll be glad you did!
My grampa always skinned the bark off his apple trees when the signs were right. I know from college that trees can’t survive when they lose their bark. He always had the healthiest apple trees you ever saw.
There was an apple tree called Crow Eggs that yielded the best tasting apples ever. They were egg-shaped apples.
W.MD/northwestern WV/VA/southwestern-central PA.
All in the Appalachians.
Just within a mile or 2 of me, there’s Lane’s Run, Rattle Run, Rabble Run, Tom’s Run, Hinckle Run, Indian Springs Run and Cherry Run.
And those are just the ones I can think of, off the top of my head.
Just because you never heard of it don’t mean it ain’t so...:)
ping
My folks lived in a mining town in the NC mountains. Our 5 mile driveway was lined in spar and the isenglass made it real purty. (spar=feldspar, isenglass = mica).
I remember a woman asking the man in the store where the serial (cereal) was. Nobody in the place had any idea what she wanted. The surreal was in the back.
Yeah, I’m from Western NC. We had creeks and branches. A branch is smaller than a creek. A creek is smaller than a river. What we call rivers up in the mountains, they call creeks in the flatlands.
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