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"Hillo, bantam!" exclaimed Mr Cupples, holding out a grimy hand, that many a lady might have been pleased to possess and keep clean and white: "Hoo's the soo? And hoo's a' the cocks and hens?" "Brawly," returned Alec. "Hoo's the tappit hen?" a large bottle, holding six quarts, in which Mr Cupples kept his whisky.
An' neaw, hoo's come'd a gate wi' us hitherto, an' hoo would have us to have a glass o' warm ale a- piece at yon heawse lower deawn a bit; an' aw dar say it'll do mo good, aw getten sich a cowd; but, eh dear, it's made mo as mazy as a tup; an' neaw, hoo wants us to have another afore we starten off whoam. But it's no use; we mun' be gooin' on. Aw'm noan used to it, an' aw connot ston it.
Hoo thinks a mighty lot o' parsons, I con tell yo'. Hoo's never reet but when hoo's oather listenin' to 'em or feedin' 'em, and the old man quietly broke into a laugh. 'An' dun yo' know what he sez abaat parsons, Mr. Penrose? I mud as weel tell tales abaat him naa he's started tellin' tales abaat me. Mr.
"But hoo's a body to ken whether she be ane o' the elec'?" she said, quaking. "That's a hard maitter. It's no needfu' to ken't aforehan'. Jist lat that alane i' the mean time." "But I canna lat it alane. It's no for mysel' aither a'thegither. Could ye lat it alane, Thomas?" This home-thrust prevented any questioning about the second clause of her answer. And Thomas dearly loved plain dealing.
'I needna ask for you; I see you are flourishin'. Hoo's the auld folk? I say, here's my car. Guid-nicht. She would have darted from him, but he gripped her by the arm. 'You won't go, Liz, till I know where and how you are living. I have the right to ask. Come home with me. Liz was surprised, arrested, and the car, with its noisy jingle, swept round the corner. 'Hame wi' you! she repeated.
At this point two of the holes ran parallel to each other, and as we were playing one of them we passed Hugh and his partner going up to the other. "Man, Andrew, hoo's the game?" called out brother Hugh. "Man alive, I'm five doon!" Andrew replied in tones of distress. "Ma conscience!" muttered Hugh as he passed along.
Blatherwick, "considerin the w'y yon ravin laddie up the stair has been cairryin on til her!" "What! Hoo's that?" questioned her husband with a start. "But ye're no to mak onything o' that, Isy!" added her mistress. "Never a particle, mem!" returned Isy. "I ken weel it stan's for naething but the heat o' the burnin brain! I'm richt glaid though, that the sicht o' me did seem to comfort him a wee!"
Now, whether there were really any such prophecies, I cannot tell you, or whether it was one of Choo Hoo's clever artifices, it is a moot point among our most learned antiquaries; the owl, who has the best means of information, told me once that he believed there was some ground for the assertion.
The barbarians, superstitious as they were ignorant, fell back, and lost that unity of purpose which is the soul of an army. The very superstition and fanaticism which had been his strength was now Choo Hoo's weakness. His host visibly melted before his eyes; the vast mass dissolved; the ranks became mixed together, without order or cohesion.
Hoo's coming round; shall you or I do it? or mappen your father would be best? 'No; you, you, said Margaret. They awaited her perfect recovery in silence. Then the neighbour woman sat down on the floor, and took Mrs. Boucher's head and shoulders on her lap. 'Neighbour, said she, 'your man is dead. Guess yo' how he died? 'He were drowned, said Mrs.
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