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But what capped all were t' clothes he was donned in; they were covered wi' green moss, an' on his heead was a cap o' red fur. "Well, when Doed saw him, he was a bit flaid, but t' lad looked at him friendly-like and says: "'Now then, Doed, wheer ista boun'? "'I's boun' home, says Doed, an' his teeth started ditherin' wi' freet.
Job was not much of a theologian, though he attended chapel regularly of a Sunday evening. His ideas of heaven were drawn mainly from certain popular hymns, which depicted the life of the redeemed as a perpetual practice of psalmody. "What sud I be doin' i' heaven," he asked, "wi' a crown o' gowd on my heead and nowt to do all day but twang a harp, just as if I were one o' them lads i' t' band?
He put his hand to his heead, and it felt as though 'twere twinin' round an' round. Now that was just what Melsh Dick wanted, and why he'd set t' squirrels lowpin' in a ring.
"Shoo's a gooid 'un, is schooil-missus, for all shoo's nobbut fower foot eleven," began Stackhouse; "knows how to keep t' barns i' their places wi'out gettin' crabby or usin' ower mich stick." "Aye, and shoo's gotten a vast o' book-larnin' intul her heead," said Throup. "I reckon shoo's a marrow for t' parson, ony day."
'He's left th' gate at t' full swing, and Miss's pony has trodden dahn two rigs o' corn, and plottered through, raight o'er into t' meadow! Hahsomdiver, t' maister 'ull play t' devil to-morn, and he'll do weel. He's patience itsseln wi' sich careless, offald craters patience itsseln he is! Bud he'll not be soa allus yah's see, all on ye! Yah mun'n't drive him out of his heead for nowt!
'Twere bigger nor my heead; nay, 'twere bigger nor a fooit-ball." "Somebody wanted to have a bit of fun with you, Abe," I interrupted, "and had buried a vegetable-marrow in your potato-patch." "Nay, it were a potate reight enough, an' I were fair capped when I'd getten howd on it wi' my two hands. 'I'll show this to Sam Holroyd, I said to misen.
I axed him how lang t' shifts lasted i' heaven, an' he said: 'We work as lang as t' inner voice tells us to. You see 'twere allus t' inner voice, an' I couldn't hardlins mak out what he meant by that. "Then a thowt com into my heead, but I didn't fairly like to out wi' it, for fear T' Man Aboon were somewheer about an' sud hear me.
A red-hot cinder fell into the grate as he spoke, and Learoyd gazed at it with curious intentness until it had lost all its glow. "I'll fotch t' halter out o' t' kist, an' I'll do it," he began once more. "Shoo san't torment me no longer: t' coals o' fire sal be upon her own heead."
Earnshaw, I continued, 'directs me to wait on myself: I will. I'm not going to act the lady among you, for fear I should starve. 'Gooid Lord! he muttered, sitting down, and stroking his ribbed stockings from the knee to the ankle. 'If there's to be fresh ortherings just when I getten used to two maisters, if I mun hev' a mistress set o'er my heead, it's like time to be flitting.
"After a while t' groans gat easier, and then t' local started singin' in a low voice, 'Rock of Ages. But Sam would have noan o' his singin'. So we just waited to see what would happen. Well, after a while t' groans stopped, an' Sam lifted up his heead an' looked round.
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