Yorkshire Tales. Third Series: Amusing sketches of Yorkshire Life in the Yorkshire Dialect — John Shaqi
Yorkshire Tales. Third Series: Amusing sketches of Yorkshire Life in the Yorkshire DialectHartley, John
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Yorkshire Tales. Third Series: Amusing sketches of Yorkshire Life in the Yorkshire Dialect
Hartley, John
English language -- Dialects -- England -- Yorkshire; Yorkshire (England) -- Fiction
"What's shoo been up to agean? Sewerly tha's moor sense not to tak
nooatice o' owt shoo says."
"Aw connot help bein worritted when shoo's put abaght, an shoo's full o'
trubble,--an aw connot say at aw wonder at it."
"Why if th' lass is full o' trubble shoo's to be sympathised wi. Has her
husband come hooam druffen or what?"
"Tha knows better nor that! Her husband has summat else to do wi his
brass nor to teem it daan his throit. He's net like some fowk as aw
could mention. But tha knows they've hard to scrat to pay ther way an
keep up his club, an awr Hepsabah has a gooid deeal o' pride, an yond
hat o' hers is hardly fit to be seen in at warty, nivver name Sundy, an
shoo connot affoord another, an th' poor child's ommost heartbrokken."
"Bless mi life! That's easy to set straight! Connot ta lend her one o'
thy bonnets?"
"Tha artn't worth tawkin to! Does ta think a young lass, (for shoo's
little moor,) wod goa to th' chapel in an old woman's bonnet? If shoo'd
had lot's o' father's they'd ha bowt her one."
"Happen soa;--but tha sees shoo hasn't a lot o' father's,--shoo's nobbut
getten me,--but if buyin her a bit ov a bonnet will set matters straight
aw could sewerly manage that."
"Nah tha'rt tawkin sense. Aw tell'd her if shoo'd nobbut ax thi tha'd
nooan see her kept i'th haase for th' want ov a hat. But shoo sed tha'd
allus been soa gooid to her at shoo couldn't for shame to mention it.
But, tha knows, tha cannot buy her a hat unless shoo gooas wi thi."
"W ell,--tell her to put her things on an we'll goa an get her messured
for one at once."
"Tha tawks as if tha wor gooin to get her a coffin asteead ov a hat.
Wimmen dooant get messured for hats."
"Oh, dooant they. Well, tell her to get ready an luk sharp."
Mally left Sammywell smookin his pipe an went to carry gooid news to
Hepsabah.
"Nah, Hepsabah lass,--aw've managed to tawk thi father into th' humour
to buy thi a hat. A'a! but aw've had a job! Come this minnit for fear he
changes his mind; an see tha gets a gooid en wol tha's th' chonce."
Sammywell wor capt to see em back soa sooin, but tellin em to sit daan a
bit wol he went up stairs, he left em an went to put summat into his
purse, an wor rayther surprised at Mally didn't follow to see ha mich he
tuk, for he had to goa into a box whear they kept ther savins at wor
nivver suppooased to be touched except on special occasions.
"Aw shalln't need mich for a job o' this sooart," he sed, "if aw
remember reightly that straw hat aw bowt last summer nobbut cost me
eighteen pence, an shoo willn't want one as big as that; but awst nooan
be to two-a-three penoth o' copper; an aw mud as weel have a bit extra
to swagger wi." Soa he tuk a couple o' soverins,--ov coarse intendin to
bring em back, an then hurried off wi Hepsabah as fast as he could for
fear Mally wod ax some questions he didn't want to answer.
"Whear are we to goa?" he axt as soon as they wor aght o'th seet o'th
haase.
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