joined,
Find all th' pleasure ther hearts are now cravin;
An' when spendin my brass may they find,
As mich pleasure as aw fun i' savin.'

Ov coorse this tooast wor drunk i' bumpers, an' sooin after they brake
up, an' all went to ther hooams.

Joa an' Bessy seem to get on varry weel together; an Joa's mother says
'at all shoo wants to mak her happy is to be a granmother.

Stooansnatch seems to be altered famously sin Bessy gate wed, an' it is
sed (but for th' truth on it aw willn't pledge misen), 'at one day he
gave a little lad a penny to buy spice wi'. If its true, he isn't past
hooap yet.

He spends th' mooast ov his time up at Joa's, but he's niver had a
pooaker in his hand sin that neet, an' if yo want to see him mad, just
say a word abaat hangin.

Th' New Railrooad.

Yo've heeard tell abaat th new railrooad aw dar say? It's an age o'
steeam is this! Smook nuisance and boilers brustin are ivery-day
affairs, an' ivery thing an' ivery body seem to be on at full speed. Aw
wonder 'at noabdy invents a man wi a drivin pulley at his back soa's
they could speed him up as they do a loom to soa mony picks a minit; th'
chap 'at get's a patent for that ul mak a fortune.

But after all, they dooant seem in a varry gurt hurry abaat th' new
railroad; but we mun remember Rome wor'nt built in a day, nor a neet
nawther, an' soa we mun have patience. They've nobbut been agate two or
three year, an' although it's hardly likely at' we shall live to see it
finished, happen somedy else will, an' that's a comfort. But bi what aw
hear, ther's some fowk at Ovenden fancy it'll be finished befoor soa
varry long, an' they've started what they call "a railway trainin
class," to taich some oth' young chaps to be railway porters, soa's
they'll be ready when th' time comes. They meet in a cottage haase twice
a wick to practice, an' they say they're gettin on furst rate. Ther's
owd Billy 'at wor once a firer-up for a veal pie shop, an' he's th'
president, an he's getten th' asthma soa bad wol if he sturs he puffs
war nor a broken winded horse, soa they call him puffin Billy. When
they're practisin', they stand o'th' side o'th' oven door i' ther turns,
an' when Billy whistles one on 'em oppens it an' shaats aght "Change
here for Bradford Beck, Halifax, Hull and t'other shops!" then he bangs
it too ageean an shaats "All reight!" an another comes an' does th'
same. When they began at th' furst they borrowed a Tom cat o'