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'Lias had been seven weeks i' his bed, an I wor noan so mich cast down i' those days I had a sperrit more 'n most. I thowt th' boys ud keer for us we'd gien em a good bringin up, an they wor boath on 'em larnin trades i' Manchester. Yan evenin it wor that hot we had aw t' doors an windows open theer came a man runnin up fro t' railway. An my boys were kilt, Davy boath on 'em i' Duley Moor Tunnel.
What con they be doin' aat o' th' pit at this time? They're noan off the shift afore ten, and it's nobbud hawve-past six. In another moment the door of the cottage was thrown open and a collier entered, white with falling snow, and breathless. When he had sufficiently recovered, he said: 'Gronny, little Job Wallwork's getten crushed in th' four-foot, and it's a'most up wi' him.
"At lang length he gies him back his book, and he says: 'I sal hae to look into this misen. Throp's wife! I'll sooin sattle wi' Throp's wife. I'll noan have her turnin' Cohen-eead intul a Gardin o' Eden. I reckon I'm fair stalled o' that mak o' place. "So Satan gav out that he were baan for Cohen-eead an' wouldn't be back while to-morn.
These were strangers to the dale and less reticent than the men from the farms. "Good-mornin', shipperd. Thou'll be noan sae pleased to set een on us wallers, I reckon," one of them would say. "Good-mornin'," Peregrine would reply. "I weant say that I's fain to see you, but I've no call to threap wi' waller-lads.
Penrose, 'if the angels welcome a returning sinner, might we not venture to do the same? 'We're noan angels yet, Mr. Penrose, replied Amos. 'It'll be time enugh to do as th' angels do when we live as th' angels live; an' I raither think as yo'd clam if yo' were put o' angels' meat. Ony road, ye con try it if yo' like; it'll save us summat i' th' offertory if yo' do.
"P.S. Be sure to write and give Polly Powell the sack right away, she's noan thy sort. If you come across that German Emperor, don't be soft-hearted wi' 'im." After Tom had read his mother's letter twice, he sat silent for some time. "So she's going out with Jim Dixon," he reflected; "well, I'm glad. After all, my liking for her was only top-water stuff, and she was doing me no good."
You'll geet paid for th' job, yo' know. I'm noan afraid o' th' brass. Dr. Hale laughed at the importunity of Matt, but knowing the doggedness of the man, somewhat quickened his steps, assuring his impatient companion that all would be well.
'No, Dannel, said his wife; 'thou'd best not. Thy leg has been paining thee this week past, and thou'rt not up to such a walk. I'll rouse Kester, and send him off, if thou think'st there's need on it. 'A'll noan ha' Kester roused. Who's to go afield betimes after t' sheep in t' morn, if he's ca'ed up to-neet? He'd miss t' lass, and find a public-house, a reckon, said Daniel, querulously.
"Then he'll noan get thee," and the weaver struck his fist on the table with unusual vehemence. "A wilful man mun have his way, fowks say; an' I reckon Sam Learoyd has had it; but he'll noan have it twice ower, if I know owt about justice." "But he's bin sadly tewed wi' mother leavin' him an' all," replied Mary, "and there's them fits that he has to contend wi'. If he wants me I mun go.
What mak o' life's yon for a chap like me, that's allus bin used to tug an' tew for his livin'!" "Nay, Job," his wife replied, "but thou'll be fain o' a bit o' rest when thy turn cooms. It's a place o' rest, that's what heaven is; thou'll noan be wanted to play on t' harp without thou's a mind to." "I can't sit idle like thee, Mary," Job answered. "I mun allus be doin' summat.
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