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Updated: June 22, 2025
Aw wonder how they can for shame' o' their face. A lot o' mee-mawing snickets! But they 're no better nor porritch, Robert, when they're looked up. 'Not a bit, Betty, not a bit! But I mun be off. Good neet to yo'. 'Good neet Robert, said Betty. An' away he went wi' th' cart up to th' Hollins." "Aw'll tell tho what, Skedlock," said Nanny; "that woman's a terrible tung!"
Kit Merle is not so unnatural as to swop away his Significator at Birth for a mess of porritch! There was that forrin chap, Gally-Leo he stuck to the stars, or the sun, which is the same thing and the stars stuck by him, and brought him honour and glory, though the Parsons war dead agin him. He had Malefics in his Ninth House, which belongs to Parsons." "Can't the matter be compromised, dear Mr.
'Hoo's a lady, whatever else hoo is, said an old woman; 'an' if hoo's aboon porritch, hoo's none aboon kissin' a poor mon's child. That evening, as Mr. Penrose walked with his wife along the path of the old manse garden, he turned to her, saying: 'This has been a trying Sunday, little woman. 'Yes; but I've got over it, thanks to that little lame girl.
And I needed new flannelette for the Twins' nighties, and a reefer for little Dinky-Dunk, and an aluminum double-boiler that didn't leak for me maun's porritch. There were rafts of things I needed, rafts and rafts of them. But here we were bust, so far as I could tell, on the rocks, swamped, stranded and wrecked. I held myself in, however, even if it did take an effort.
"Aw'm a poor cotton weighver, as ony one knows; We'n no meight i'th heawse, an' we'n worn eawt er clothes; We'n live't upo nettles, while nettles were good; An' Wayterloo porritch is th' most of er food; This clemmin' and starvin', Wi' never a farthin' It's enough to drive ony mon mad." This family was four in number man, wife, and two children.
The motion was carried by a majority of one, Brothers Wigglesworth, McNish and Maitland voting in the affirmative. "Traitors!" shrieked Brother Simmons. "Capitalistic traitors!" "Hoot mon! Ye're no in Hyde Park. Save yere breath for yere porritch the morn " said McNish, relaxing into a grim smile as he left the rooms. "We'll get 'im," said Simmons to his ally and friend.
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