kivered

While Bill Brown and his progenitors were ferrying Pittsburgh inhabitants across the river in a skiff, Brownsville folks were crossing on a "kivered" bridge.

Watch Yourself Go By

‘That ‘ere Tony is the blessedest boy,’ said Mr. Weller, heedless of this rebuff, ‘the blessedest boy as ever I see in MY days! of all the charmin’est infants as ever I heerd tell on, includin’ them as was kivered over by the robin-redbreasts arter they’d committed sooicide with blackberries, there never wos any like that ‘ere little Tony.

Master Humphrey's Clock

It was built out of marble and it was kivered up wid a marble slab.

Slave Narratives: a Folk History of Slavery in the United States From Interviews with Former Slaves South Carolina Narratives, Part 2

I crawl along de ground wid my Marster, and try to keep him kivered as best as I could.

Slave Narratives: a Folk History of Slavery in the United States From Interviews with Former Slaves South Carolina Narratives, Part 2

Wore the dresses so long dat they kivered their shoes.

Slave Narratives: a Folk History of Slavery in the United States From Interviews with Former Slaves South Carolina Narratives, Part 2

He said he gwine to keep his head kivered plum up.

Slave Narratives: a Folk History of Slavery in the United States From Interviews with Former Slaves South Carolina Narratives, Part 1

De hide houses was jest long sheds, all open along de sides and kivered over wid cypress clapboards.

Slave Narratives: a Folk History of Slavery in the United States From Interviews with Former Slaves Oklahoma Narratives

De big house was made out'n square hewed logs, and chinked wid little rocks and daubed wid white clay, and kivered wid cypress clapboards.

Slave Narratives: a Folk History of Slavery in the United States From Interviews with Former Slaves Oklahoma Narratives

It's all kivered over with water at high tide, but at half tide it begins to show its nose, an at low tide you see as pooty a shoal for shipwrecking as you may want; rayther low with pleasant jagged rocks at the nothe-east side, an about a hundred yards or so in extent.

Lost in the Fog

When I heard papa was coming to git me, I put cotton bats under the reels and kivered em up.

Slave Narratives: a Folk History of Slavery in the United States From Interviews with Former Slaves Arkansas Narratives, Part 6