Yorksher Puddin': A Collection of the Most Popular Dialect Stories from the Pen of John HartleyHartley, John
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Yorksher Puddin': A Collection of the Most Popular Dialect Stories from the Pen of John Hartley
Hartley, John
English language -- Dialects -- England -- Yorkshire; Yorkshire (England) -- Fiction
"Why, Jenny, tha knows hah awm fixed, Aw've nooan too mich to stir on,
for yond lads' bellies tak moor fillin' nor onnybody'd believe, an' that
felly o' mine smooks moor bacca nor aw do believe ud fill a seck. He's
nivver th' pipe aght ov his maath nobbut when he's aitin or else asleep,
an not allus then, an as times is it's ommost a wonder to see a shillin'
or two, an' aw've nivver had a new cap sin last Mikelmas, an ther's noa
signs 'at aw see on, for awr Alick's naggin' at me ivvery day for a new
this or a new that, wol mi life's a looad to me; but awl see what aw can
do for thee, but goodness knaws awm poor enuff."
Soa Nanny went to th' little corner cubbord, an after clatterin' th'
cups an plates abaat, shoo managed to find ten shillin', an shoo caanted
'em aght one bi one, an' then wi a sigh 'at wor ommost a sob, shoo sed,
"Thear it is, an aw hooap tha'll net forget to let me have it back as
sooin as tha can. But hah is it tha's managed to run short?"
"A'a, lass! It's th' same old tale. It matters little what yo do for a
child at this day, yo're niver onny better thowt on, and when they've
takken th' bit aght o' yer maath, they'd have yor teeth if they could
mak onny use on 'em. Aw think awr Harriet Ann 'll bring mi grey hairs wi
sorrow to th' grave."
"Why, awm capt to hear thee say soa abaat her, for aw allus thowt 'at
yor Harriet Ann wor one oth nicest lasses awd iver met. But what's th'
matter? Shoo hasn't started o' gooin to th' doncin' classes or owt o'
that sooart, surelee?"
"Nay, nowt o' that sooart; it's war nor that. Shoo's net to be called a
ill en, but shoo's sich a fooil, an if shoo sets her mind o' owt shoo'll
do it if shoo has to wade throo fire and watter. But it maks me fair
poorly to think on it, to say nowt abaat tellin' it."
"Why, tak hold o' that teah pot an sup aght oth spaat, it'll cheer thee
up a bit; for if there is owt 'at's heartsluftin, it is what mothers
have to put up wi throo undutiful bairns."
"A'a, aw want noa teah, lass; awd mi braikfast just afoor aw started
aght."
"Thee taste o' that an tha'll find it'll do thee gooid."
"Eea, an it is gooid too! That warms me reight daan to mi tooas. Ther's
nivver nowt seems to settle my stummock like a drop o' gin an watter.
But whativer maks thee keep it ith teapot?"
"Why, tha sees, it doesn't allus do to have a bottle an a glass oth
table, for yo niver know who may pop in, an aw dooant like to set it
befoor th' childer for fear it mud tempt 'em to tak it befoor they've
getten sense to know hah to use it, an awm sewer aw should nivver think
o' lukkin t'side it wor on throo one year's end to another if it worn't
for theas pains i' mi inside, for it's phisick to me an noa mistak."
"Aw can believe thee weel enuff, for ther's nowt seems to do as weel for
me."
"Well, tha hasn't tell'd me thi trubble yet, an awd like to know, an may
be aw can help thee a bit, for two heeads is better nor one, if one is
nobbut--tha knows what."
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