Yorkshire Ditties, First Series eBook

John Hartley (poet)
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can do nowt.  An’ if yo goa aat o’th’ gate, shoo’ll ax yo as sooin as yo come in, ha yo can fashion to spend’ yor time gaddin abaat when yo know ha things is at hooam, an’ you dooant care th’ toss ov a button for her, but just mak her into a slave, an’ niver think o’ sich a thing as liggin’ on a helpin’ hand.  Ther’s noa way to do but to bide it as weel as yo can, an’ say little, for it doesn’t last long.  But even when its ovver, yo mun be careful what yo say, for if yo tell her yo think it luks better for th’ labor, shoo’s sure to say at “shoo sees varry little difference, an’ shoo wor fare capt, for ivery thing wor as cleean as a pin.”  An’ if yo say yo can see noa difference, shoo’ll say, “Tha can see nowtt,”—­but shoo knows whether its different or net, for shoo’s taen aboon a barra’ looad o’ muck aat o’ that haase that wick.  Soa my advice is, to say nowt at sich times till yo’re axed, an then say as they say.  Aw once heeard ov a young couple at wor baan to get wed, an’ they made it up allus to say an’ think alike, an’ then they’d be sure net to fall aat; soa they went to th’ church an’ gate made man an wife, an’ as they wor walkin’ hooam he said, “Aw think this is th’ happiest day o’ awr lives.”  “E’ea,” shoo says, “aw think it is.”  “Aw think we shall have some rain afoor long,” he said.  “E’ea,” shoo says, “aw think it luks likely for weet.”  “A’a did ta iver see a faaler bonnet nor that lass has on,” shoo said?  “Noa lass, aw think aw niver did,” he replied; “but what a bonny lass shoo is, isn’t shoo?” “Nay, nobbut middlin’,” shoo says.  “Well aw think her a beauty.”  “Aw wonder where tha luks,” shoo said, “but if tha’rt soa taen wi’ her, tha con have her astead o’ me.”  “Nay, lass,” he said, “tha knows we’ve agreed allus to think an’ say alike, an’ awm sure shoo’s a varry bonny lass.”  “Well an’ awm sure shoo’s as plain a stick as iver aw saw i’ all my life, an’ if aw agree to say an’ think what tha does, it wor cos aw thowt tha wor reight i’ thi heead.”  Soa they walk’d hooam lukkin varry glum, an’ differ’d for th’ futer same as other fowk.  When a chap gets wed he should be ready for th’ warst.  Aw once knew a chap at fell i’ love wi a woman ‘at he met in a railway train, an’ as they lived a long way apart, they did ther coortin i’ writin’ an’ at last th’ day wor fixed for ’em to get wed.  Joa went to fotch her an’ walk her to th’ church, an’ as they wor gooin’ he thowt shoo walked rayther queer, soa he says, “Susy, does ta limp?” “Limp!” shoo says, “net aw, aw limp noan.”  Soa they went on, an’ just as they wor gooin’ into th’ church, he said, “Susy, awm sure tha seems to limp.”  “A’a, Joa,” shoo says, “aw wonder what tha’ll say next.”  Soa Joa an’ Susy gate wed.  When they wor gooin hooam he said, “Susy, awm sure tha limps.”  “Aw know aw limp,” shoo says, “aw allus limp’d; is a woman ony war for limpin’?”


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