Yorksher Puddin' - A Collection of the Most Popular Dialect Stories from the - Pen of John Hartley by John Hartley
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labours--took her to live with him, and adopted her child as his son.
Becca and Abe became also installed in the house as helpers; and now, far away from the regions of factory whews, they are all living amicably together. "That is my story for this; Christmas. How do you like it?" It is very sorrowful, uncle John, but we are much obliged to you for telling it us, but it is surely wrong for children so young to be compelled to go to work at such an early hour? "It may not be wrong to require them so to do, but it would at least show a desire on the part of the employers to ameliorate the hardness of their lot if, while endeavouring to enforce strict punctuality, they would provide some shelter for those who, having come from a distance, fail to arrive in time for admission." "Hark, the village Waits!" Pill Jim's Progress Wi' Johns Bunion. It wor a varry wild day when John set off to see Pill Jim, as he wor called, but as it wor varry particklar business, he didn't let th' weather stop him. Nah, Pill Jim wor a varry nooated chap i' some pairts o' Yorkshire. He |
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