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'An there's mother's old box as takes up the cupboard, continued Isaac, gruffly. Bessie burst out laughing. 'Oh! yer old silly, she said. 'As if they couldn't stand one top o' t'other. Now, do just go, Isaac there's a lovey! 'Ee's waitin for yer. Whatever did make yer so contrairy? Of course I didn't mean nothin I said an I don't mind Timothy, nor nothin. Still he did not move.

This was a rehearsed effect. All sprang to their feet and sang the chorus of Rule, Britannia! till the windows shook. "Thenk 'ee, friends," continued Farmer Best, as the tumult and the singers subsided. "There's no more to say but that most of 'ee's heard tell, in one way or another at some time of his life, of Armygeddon.

"Hurd has been in good work since October, and has no need to poach. Westall has a down on him. You may tell him I think so, if you like." "That I will," said Mrs. Jellison, cheerfully, opening the door for them. "There's nobody makes 'im 'ear the trëuth, nobbut me. I loves naggin' ov 'im, ee's that masterful. But ee don't master me!"

"An' there's mother's old box as takes up the cupboard," continued Isaac gruffly. Bessie burst out laughing. "Oh! yer old silly," she said. "As if they couldn't stand one top o' the t'other. Now, do just go, Isaac there's a lovey! 'Ee's waitin' for yer. Whatever did make yer so contrairy? Of course I didn't mean nothin' I said an' I don't mind Timothy, nor nothin'." Still he did not move.

"Something unusual has been the matter with him all the week, when he wouldn't even see me. Well, Jones, what is it?" as that perturbed worthy entered. "You are an early visitor." "Oh! my Lord!" exclaimed Jones, tearfully; "something dreadful hails Master 'Arold." "What is it?" demanded Hollington, quickly. "Is he ill?" Jones shook his head. "No, my Lord; I wish 'ee was. 'Ee's worse than hill.

I should like to taste that tee-ee," said the youth, with exaggerated emphasis on the ee's. "Is it better than water?" "I'm not sure of that," answered the girl, with a gaze of uncertainty at the fire, "but we like it better than water the women do; the men are fonder of fire-water, when they can get it, but the white traders seldom give us any, and they never give us much.

At this, Dinah put up her hand suddenly to cover her mouth. But Cai and 'Bias were in no state of mind to catch the double innuendo. Cai and 'Bias walked away shamefacedly to seek out their bottleholders and collect each his hat, coat, and waistcoat. "But which of ee's won?" demanded their backers. "Damn who's won!" was 'Bias's answer; and he looked too dangerous to be pressed further.

'Well, sir, it was like this, you see. My wife, she's north-country, she is, comes from Yorkshire; sometimes she'd used to say to me, "Passon 'ee ain't much good, and passon 'ee ain't much harm. 'Ee's no more good nor more 'arm, so fer as I can see, nor a chip in a basin o' parritch."

Picters and magazines! Gawd 'elp the man as hain't nothin' but picters and magazines to 'elp un w'en 'ee's got a devil hinside and a devil houtside a-shovin' and a-drawin' of un down to 'ell. And that's w'ere oi'm a-goin' straight, and yer bloomin' League, wisky or no wisky, can't help me.

Barron, ee says ee'll make tha give up. Ee's been goin' roun' the village, talkin' to folk. I doan't care about that an' I've never been one o' your men not pious enough, be a long way but I'd like to hear now as I can't do tha no harm, Rector, now as I'm goin', an' you cawn't deny me what tha does really believe. Will tha tell me?"