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Noa, noa, we niver heeard a wod more o' t' awd lass. Our rig'mint went to Pindi, an' t' Canteen Sargint he got himself another tyke insteead o' t' one 'at got lost so reg'lar, an' was lost for good at last. I closed and drew for my Love's sake, That now is false to me, And I slew the Riever of Tarrant Moss, And set Dumeny free.

'Nay, says I, 'it's none o' t' blunderin' Yorkshireman she wants; it's Rip. He's the gentleman this journey. Soa t' next day, Mulvaney an' Rip an' me goes to Mrs. DeSussa's, an' t' Irishman bein' a strainger she wor a bit shy at fost. But you've heeard Mulvaney talk, an' yo' may believe as he fairly bewitched t' awd lass wal she let out 'at she wanted to tek Rip away wi' her to Munsooree Pahar.

"That we have, yer honor, and mair ner ya horse." "Where will the coach be at six to-morrow?" "At Penrith, I reckon," said the ostler, lifting his cap, and scratching his head with the air of one who was a good deal uncertain alike of his arithmetic and his geography. "How long do they reckon the whole journey?" "Twelve hours, I've heeard that's if nothing hinders; weather, nor the like."

Sam," he said, "thou mun wakken up. We reckon we're sodgers; we're nowt o' t' sort; sure enough, we're nobbut shipperd lads." Sam sat up and listened. The sound of a sheep's cough close at hand met his ear, and, straining his eyes, he saw a whole flock of sheep browsing the short grass around him. "That caps iverything I've heeard tell on," he exclaimed.

"At Carlisle, did you hear anything meet anybody?" she asked. "Baith," said Reuben, with a twinkle which was lost in the darkness. "I mean from Wythburn. Did you meet anybody from did you see Ralph or my father?" "Nowther." "Nor hear of them?" "No wait deary me, deary me, now 'at I mind it I nivver thought of it afore I heeard 'at a man had been had up at the Toon Hall and taken to the gaol.

Reisen," said the Doctor, outside the street door, "I hope you'll remember my request." "I'll tdo udt, Dtoctor," was the reply, so humbly spoken that he repented half his harshness. "I suppose you've often heard that 'you can't make a silk purse of a sow's ear, haven't you?" he asked. "Yes; I pin right often heeard udt."

"Nay," says I, "it's none o' t' blunderin' Yorkshireman she wants; it's Rip. He's t' gentleman this journey." Soa t' next day, Mulvaney an' Rip an' me goes to Mrs. DeSussa's, an' t' Irishman bein' a strainger she wor a bit shy at fost. But yo've heeard Mulvaney talk, an' yo' may believe as he fairly bewitched t' awd lass wal she let out 'at she wanted to tek Rip away wi' her to Munsooree Pahar.

"What ye be afther sayin' about the woman," said Bill, "minds me o' a little story I wunce heeard whin I was a boy. I read it in a book called the Bible. It was about a young man, somethin' like Master Colly, barrin' his name was Joseph. A potter's wife tuck a fancy to him; but Joseph, bein' a dacent an' honest youngster, treated her wid contimpt, an' came to great grief by doin' that same.

I reckon you've never heeard tell o' Greenhow Hill, but yon bit o' bare stuff if there was nobbut a white road windin' is like ut; strangely like. Moors an' moors an' moors, wi' never a tree for shelter, an' gray houses wi' flagstone rooves, and pewits cryin', an' a windhover goin' to and fro just like these kites. And cold! A wind that cuts you like a knife.

"I never heeard on it, then." "Old Wilson must have had money on him that night," said Monsey, who had been looking gravely into the fire, his hands clasped about his knees. Encouraged by this support of the sapient idea he had hinted at, the shepherd who had spoken before broke in with, "Where else did he get it I say?" "Ye breed of the cuckoo," said Matthew, "ye've gat no rhyme but yan."