when Bob coom hooam to his drinkin, an grumeld becoss it worn't ready,
shoo called him a hard hearted infidel.

Bob didn't quite like it, but seein at shoo wor soa put abaght, he made
shift wi sich things as wor handy, an then tuk his share o' nursin wol
Angel cook'd a beefsteak for hersen.

But i' spite ov all they could do, it just fittered once an gave a
farewell yelp, and deed. It wor a sorrowful neet. Whether they lost onny
sleep ovver it aw dooan't know, but next mornin Angelina sed shoo'd "had
its voice ringin in her ears all th' neet, an shoo thowt shoo'd nivver
get ovver th' loss on it."

"Oh, we'st get ovver it i' time," sed Bob, "it nobbut cost ten an
sixpence, an when aw get mi wage advanced aw'll buy another."

Angelina made noa reply to what shoo considered a varry unfeelin remark,
an for th' furst time durin ther wedded life shoo began to suspect at
Bob wor noa better nor th' rest o' fowk.

"What mun we do wi th' little darlin?" shoo axt.

"Why, chuck it i'th middin," sed Bob, an then seein a luk ov horror coom
ovver her face, "unless tha intends to have it stuffed, or mak sawsiges
on it."

This wor moor nor Angelina could stand, an sinkin into th' rockin cheer,
shoo wod ha fainted reight away, but happenin to see th' clock, shoo saw
it wor time for Bob to start for his wark, an he couldn't stop to bring
her raand, soa shoo had to pospone faintin till another time.