This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1874 edition. Excerpt: ...blood, Aw wish aw could draw yo' his likeness--aw would. Heawever, th' owd chap wur a pitiful seet When he londed at th' dur ov his cottage that neet. When th' woife fun' it eawt 'at ole th' whisky wur gone, There wur a rare noise i' that auction, bi th' mon Just then as hoo're turnin' her yead o' one soide, An' glancin' deawn th' meadow, th' owd parson hoo spied. Well, hoo did carry on Hoo stamp'd wi' her feet, An' bawled eawt to Adam, "be off eawt o'th' seet " Th' owd parson wur in in a minute or two, An' could see plain enuff there wur summat to do, Soa thowt it his duty to give her a slice 'At he'd culled fro' th' owd Book, namely--spiritual advoice. "Can you tell me," he ax'd, "how it was Adam fell?" "Well, aw could do," hoo said, "but aw'd rayther not tell." Th' owd mon wur reet capp'd at an answer loike that, An' shapin' for goin', geet howd of his hat. "Well, Mary," he said, " since you don't choose to tell Your spiritual guide how it was Adam fell; I am sure you could tell me--at least, if you tried, Where the guilty transgressor attempted to hide?" Mary, now fairly pinn'd, to her husband did sheawt, "Mon, he knows ole abeawt it, tha'll ha' to come eawt." There's Bamford an' Brierley, E. Waugh an' misel, We may neaw an' then write a bit for yo' an' tell Abeawt young couples cooartin' an' meetin' at th' steel, An' this sort o' stuff--ito seawnds varry wed, But it's noane hawve as tasty, it's noane hawve as sweet, As what thoose big lads said, at th' corner o'th' street; Iv yo' want to yer summat 'at's worthy o' Men, Worth yearin' twoice o'er, just hearken again--"George " There's mony a thing deawtful, but one thing's quite clear, There's...