her'n

All time turnin 'dat lovely head of her'n lak a bird a buildin' her nest, so it was.

Slave Narratives: a Folk History of Slavery in the United States From Interviews with Former Slaves South Carolina Narratives, Part 4 Work Projects Administration

By-the-way, that father of her'n passed in his checks to-night.

Stories by American Authors, Volume 6 Various

I'de buy that ar 'ooman ef she cost all I war wuth and I had ter pawne my sole ter git the money; an' I added, jess by way ov sweet'nin 'the pill, thet I ow'd all I hed ter har husband, an' dident furget _my_ debts ef she did _her'n_, an 'ef his own wife disgraced him, I'd be d---- d ef _I_ wud.

Among the Pines or, South in Secession Time James R. Gilmore

Saturday evenin 'and seen a tall willowy gal, black she was but shiny, puttin' them foots of her'n down on de pavement in a pretty gamecock pullet kind of way, as if to say: 'Roosters look at me.'

Slave Narratives: a Folk History of Slavery in the United States From Interviews with Former Slaves South Carolina Narratives, Part 4 Work Projects Administration

Wall, es I stood thar, erwatchin 'like I'd seen er fairy, she smiles -- yo' know thet smile of her'n, like a rainbow breakin 'fer er minute through the rain, an' then fadin 'erway slow?

'Smiles' A Rose of the Cumberlands Eliot H. Robinson

His name was Gawge Washin'ton Tolah, and her'n was Lucy Tolah.

Slave Narratives: a Folk History of Slavery in the United States From Interviews with Former Slaves Ohio Narratives Work Projects Administration

An ', then, that hateful boy o' her'n -- he's worse 'an pizen, notstan'ing his slick, ile-y ways -- 'tween him an' her we'll stan 'mighty slim chance.

Hubert's Wife A Story for You Minnie Mary Lee

Your aunt says at once that any friend of mine is a friend of her'n.

Love at Paddington

I see the syndicaters a-castin 'sheeps' eyes her ways the day she took 'em over The Gore prospectin '; but, by A. J.! they hauled in their lookin's when she turned them great eyes of her'n their ways.

Flamsted quarries Mary E. Waller

"I haint fit ter be named friend uv her'n, after what I done," he replied, dully.

'Smiles' A Rose of the Cumberlands Eliot H. Robinson