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"Really! That's delightful." "Na, na, od wite it! no story, ouer true for that, I sid it a wi my aan eyen. But the barn here, would not like, at these hours, just goin' to her bed, to hear tell of freets and boggarts." "Ghosts? The very thing of all others I should most likely to hear of." "Well, dear," said Mrs. Jenner, "if you are not afraid, sit ye down here, with us."
I don't want you to make no mistakes. Bert took the paper and with some difficulty read as follows: I pare steppes 8 foot 1/2 gallon Plastor off perish 1 pale off witewosh 12 lbs wite led 1/2 gallon Linsede Hoil Do. Do. turps 'I can make it out all right. 'You'd better bring the big truck, said Crass, 'because I want you to take the venetian blinds with you on it when you take it back tonight.
As we approached this camp I heard the voice of one of the gins answered by that of a male, and "wite ma" was the subject of conversation; they might have been two miles from us, as the voices of the natives in the woods are audible, as just stated, a long way off, in a still evening. July 16. After a cold frosty night the morning was fine, and we continued our journey.
They would tread softly on any article, seize it with the toes, pass it up the back, or between the arm and side, and so conceal it in the armpit, or between the beard and throat. Morruda, yerraba, tundy kin arra, Morruda, yerraba, min yin guiny wite ma la.
A creature hopelessly commonplace, resigned, and unemotional, to her enquiry for Monsieur Lanyard he returned the discounted response: Mister Lanyard was hout, 'e might not be 'ome till quite lite, but 'ad left word that if a lidy called she was to be awsked to wite.
They's thousands usin' that well an' she goes dry arter a little w'ile." "You blokes want any souvenirs, all you got to do is pick 'em up: 'elmets, revolvers, rifles, German di'ries. You wite till mornin'. You'll see plenty." "Is this the last line o' Fritzie's trenches?" "Can't tell you, mate. All we know is, we got 'ere some'ow an' we been a-'oldin' on. My Gawd! It's been awful!
Oh Greenfield melancholy wite hear me once before I go 'Tis sad to see the blossoms all in autumn time fall low Canst thou recall that night in September when in the passage fair I met you all so unexpectedly and you didn't seem to care Oh may my hair turn white and me become a soreing lark Before the memory of that day shines out in life's last spark. This was beautiful.
Jean was standing at it with her apron to her eyes. "Tammas Whamond?" I demanded, and my face completed the question. "You're ower late," she wailed. "He's wi' her. Oh, dominie, whaur's the minister?" "You base woman!" I cried, "why did you unbar the door?" "It was the mistress," she answered. "She heard him shaking it, and I had to tell her wha it was. Dominie, it's a' my wite!
"Alf, 'ow's this: 'Madamaselly, avay vu dee pang?" "Wot do you s'y for 'Gimme a tuppenny packet o' Nosegay'?" "'Bonjoor, Monseer! That ain't so dusty, Freddie, wot?" "Let's try that Marcelase again. You start it, 'Arry." "Let Nobby. 'E knows the sounds better'n wot I do." "'It 'er up, Nobby! We gotta learn that so we can sing it on the march." "Wite till I find it in me book. All right now
So God me help, said Sir Launcelot, I may not wite this to you; but her that made this enchantment upon me as between you and me, an I may find her, that same Lady Brisen, she shall lose her head for witchcrafts, for there was never knight deceived so as I am this night. And so Sir Launcelot arrayed him, and armed him, and took his leave mildly at that lady young Elaine, and so he departed.
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