at once. Aw could do wi a job like this ivvery day ith' wick."

Sammywell went hooam i' famous glee. He sooin gate some string an teed a
nice cobble stooan to th' end on it, an then he gate up onto th'
wesh-haase an easily climb'd onto th' thack. He made sewer which wor th'
reight chimley pot and dropt th' stooan daan as Parker had tell'd him an
daan it went till he could hear it rattle ith' empty foir-grate quite
plainly, an then he went daan agean to get th' chicken.

It couldn't ha happened better, for thear wor th' old cock--a girt big
white en,--carr'd up in a corner whear th' sun wor shinin, fast asleep.
Sammywell had it under his arm in a twinklin, but it wornt quite as easy
gettin up on th' thack agean, but he managed it, an after a deeal o'
flutterin an squawkin, he teed it fast to tother end oth' string. But
shovin it daan th' Chimney pot wor noa easy matter, for it wor a varry
tight fit. Daan he went agean, as fast as he could, an as sooin as he
gate into th' haase he began to pull.

My! but it wor a job! For a varry long time he couldn't stir it, but at
last he felt it wor commin, an then th' sooit began to roll daan i'
claads an he wor ommost smoored, but ther wor nowt for it but to keep
poolin at it even if he wor burried under it.

It wor a varry unfortnat curcumstance at th' woman Mally had gooan to
see should be away throo hooam, for it caused her to turn back, thinkin
to hersen, at after all it wod happen be better for her to be at hooam
to superintend things if Sammywell had getten a sweep,--an shoo just
oppened th' door at th' same instant as th' cock flew into th' kitchen.
Shoo couldn't see Sammywell, for th' place wor full o' sooit, but shoo
could hear summat flyin raand, makkin a moast awful din, an pots an tins