To know a hawk from a hernshaw is an ancient proverb, sometimes corrupted into handsaw.
Miss hernshaw caught her breath, as if she were going to speak, but she did not say anything.
He could see right through a brick wall, and never mistook a hawk for a hernshaw.
Upon this surface the comment of the man on Miss hernshaw's right wandered indefatigably.
Presently he got up a little brusquely, and said, "I'm going to hernshaw."
By and by dark mysterious words began to be thrown out in hernshaw village.
Miss hernshaw demanded, whirling her face round, and fixing him with eyes of beautiful fierceness.
O, do pray leave me to slip unnoticed into hernshaw Castle, and do you accompany my benefactress to her humble home.
Miss hernshaw didn't seek to fathom the mystery of his closing words.
The proper word is hernshaw; but the phrase may, as was not unusual, have undergone a change.