1885, Mary Noailles Murfree, The Prophet of the Great Smoky Mountains, page 7 (also published in The Atlantic Monthly, page 1):
"I hev seen that critter, that thar preacher, a-hangin' round you-uns's house a powerful deal lately, whilst I hev been obleeged ter hide out in the woods. n' bein'ez nobody thar owns up ter needin' religion but ye, I reckoned he war a-tryin' ter git ye ter take him an' grace tergether. […]"
1898, Will Allen Dromgoole, Cinch, and Other Stories: Tales of Tennessee, page 337:
"I knowed Teen would be willin' ter go, because Teen ain't never been knowed ter refuse ter go ter Beersheby yit, after it air known you-uns' house air open." He laughed and looked at the girl, waiting for her to admit the pleasant charge.
1912, Mary Noailles Murfree (and Charles Egbert Craddock?), The Raid of the Guerilla: And Other Stories, page 26; also published as 1909, Harper's [Monthly] Magazine, page 201:
The sound attracted the miller's attention. He fixed his eyes warily upon her, a sudden thought looking out from their network of wrinkles. “You didn't see no guide whenst they slipped past you-uns' house, did ye, Sis?” Poor, unwilling casuist! She had an instinct for the truth in its purest sense, the innate impulse toward the verities unspoiled by the taint of sophistication.
2011, Jan Karon, Jan Karons Mitford Years: Novels Six Through Nine; Plus a Father Tim Novel, Penguin (→ISBN):
“Hit stinks in you'uns' house.” “Mmight be y'r upper llip,” said Sammy. Father Tim crawled into bed and punched up his pillow. As all beds were taken, Sissie sprawled on the loveseat in their bedroom, snoring beneath a quilt.
