"What's that brekfust you're yellin' about?"
"Hit's for you-uns to help git! I knowed I couldn't roust ye no other way. Here, you, go down to the spring and fetch water. Rustle out, boys; we've got to get a soon start if you want bear brains and liver for supper."
(from Our Southern Highlanders, by Horace Kephart)
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