sundos

Updated: May 13, 2025

But aw's noan see th' leet in his een ony more, nor yer his voice, nor tak' him wi' me to th' chapel on Sundos, and the woman again turned to the dead boy, and fondly lingered over his familiar features, weeping over them her tears of despair. 'Come, lass, tha munn't tak' on like that. Sit yo' daan, an' I'll tell yo' what owd Mr.

Marshall Mather - Lancashire Idylls (1898)