fact at awr Tom's wed a lass at has a uncle 'at's a deacon at a chapil,
an' when a chaps respectably connected like that, aw think its as weel
to be a bit careful ov his tawk.

Nah aw'll gie yo a' instance, awd had a five bob bet on wi' a chap
called Uriah Lodge, it wor abaat hah mich a pig he wor baan to kill wod
weigh when it wor dressed, an' aw won. Uriah promised to pay mi o' Sundy
mornin', but insteead o' th' brass, ther coom'd a letter throo him to
say 'at he'd been havin' a tawk wi' a district visitor abaat it, an this
chap had soa convinced him o' th' evils o' bettin', 'at he'd decided at
he wodn't pay me, for if he did it wod do violence to his conshuns, but
if aw liked he'd send mi a fry o' pigs livver asteead. "Conshuns," aw
sed, "it's mooar like at it'll do violence to his britches pockets, aw
willn't have onny ov his muky pigs livver."

"What's to do nah," Sarah axed.

Soa aw tell'd her all abaat it, an ov cooarse aw expected at shoo'd side
wi' me,--but noa, shoo sed,

"Awm sewer aw respect Uriah for th' cooarse he's pursuin', aw hooap
it'll be a lesson to yo--what wor yo baan to do wi' th' brass?"

"Aw wor baan to buy a paand o' bacca wi' it," aw sed. Then shoo started
abaat bettin', an' horse racin', an' smookin', an' aw dooant know what
moor--yo'd a thowt aw wor th' warst chap i' all Maant Pleasant if yo'd
heeard her: an' shoo ended up wi' sayin' 'at shoo wished awd be a bit
mooar like a chap 'at lives next door to us called Martin Robertshaw.

"He doesn't bet," shoo sed, "he doesn't smook, hes a daycent gradely lad