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Updated: May 15, 2025
"I be main glad as I've got no news to make 'e do anything else, though ban't often us can be prophets of gude nowadays. But if you've grawed a streak wiser of late, then theer's hope, even for a scatterbrain like you, the Lard bein' all-powerful. Not that jokes against such as me would please Him the better." "I've thought a lot in my time, Billy; an' I haven't done thinking yet.
Lyddon frankly; "but theer's fules an' fules, an' this partickler wan's grawed dear to me in some ways despite myself. 'T is Phoebe's done it at bottom I s'pose. The man's so full o' life an' hope. Enough energy in un for ten men; an' enough folly for twenty. Yet he've a gude heart an' never lied in's life to my knawledge." "That's to give him praise, and high praise. How's his sister?
Danged if I knawed 'en, vurst along, the vace of 'en's that altered: grawed a beard, her hev. But her zays to me, 'How be gettin' 'long, Isaac? an' then I zaw who 'twas an' us fell to talkin', and her zaid the train staps vaive minnits, no more nor less." His son interrupted him with mincing haughtiness. "'Ow's mothaw?"
Wance, when a man killed hisself, they did use to bury en wheer roads met an' put a blackthorn stake through en; an' it all us grawed arter; an' that's the worstest sort o' all." "Dear, dear, I'm glad you told me, Joan; I will not wear it, nor shall you," he said, and flung it down and stamped on it very seriously. The girl was gratified.
"Did 'e note Jan Grimbal theer?" "I seed un, an' I catched un wi' his eye on you more 'n wance. He 's grawed to look nowadays as if his mouth allus had a sour plum in it." "His brain's got sour stuff hid in it if his mouth haven't. Be you ever feared of un?" "Not me. Why for should I be? He'll be wan of the fam'ly like, now. He caan't keep his passion alive for ever.
That's the poser as an answer comed to in the cart a drivin' home. You'm the reason! You mind when good Saint Levan walked through the fields that the grass grawed the greener for his tread, an' many days arter, when he'd gone dead years an' years, the corn allus comed richest 'long the path what he trod.
'Tis grawed to be common talk, an' I've fired myself to tell you, 'cause 'tis fitting an' right, an' it might come more grievous from less careful lips." "Go on then; an' doan't rack me longer'n you can help. Use few words." "Many words must go to it, I reckon. 'Tis well knawn I unfolds a bit o' news like the flower of the field gradual and sure.
Then he thundered out as the crew was to give God the praise, an' said the man as weern't on's knees in a twinklin' should be thrawed out the bwoat to Jonah's whale. God's truth! I never seed nothin' so awful as skipper's eyes 'pon airth! Then er calmed down, an' the back of en grawed humpetty an' his head failed a bit forrard an' he sat strokin' of the dog.
Then the light waned under the sycamore trees and only a red fire still touched their topmost boughs. "We'll go now," Noy said. "An' she died believin' just the same as what you do eh, Mary?" "Uncle's sure of it positive sartain 'twas so." "An' you?" "I pray that he was right. Iss fay, I've grawed to b'lieve truly our Joan was saved, spite of all.
"Then I'd say, 'I'm glad to see you grawed into a credit to us all, Will Blanchard, and worth your place in the order o' things; but you doan't marry Phoebe Lyddon never, never, never, not while I'm above ground." His slow eyes looked calmly and kindly at Will, and he smiled into the hot, young, furious face. "That's your last word then?" "It is, my lad." "And you won't give a reason?"
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