uwd

Updated: May 1, 2025

Here Morva arrived from the milking, and finding them still sitting in the sunshine in earnest conversation, held her finger up reprovingly, and begged them to come in to breakfast. "Oh, stop, 'n'wncwl Ebben, and have breakfast with us. Uwd it is, and fresh milk from Garthowen." "No, no, child," said the old man, rising. "Ann will be waiting for me; I must go at once."

Allen Raine - Garthowen: A Story of a Welsh Homestead