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Title: Yorkshire Ditties, Second Series
To which is added The Cream of Wit and Humour
from his Popular Writings

Author: John Hartley

Release Date: February 19, 2006 [EBook #17799]

Language: English

Character set encoding: ASCII

*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK YORKSHIRE DITTIES, SECOND SERIES ***

Produced by David Fawthrop

DEDICATION.
To RICHARD CHERRY, C. E.,
as a small token of the respect in which he is held by The Author.

YORKSHIRE DITTIES;
BY JOHN HARTLEY; Born 1839 Died 1915
TO WHICH IS ADDED THE CREAM OF WIT AND HUMOUR,
FROM HIS POPULAR WRITINGS.
Second Series

WAKEFIELD: WILLIAM NICHOLSON AND SONS.
LONDON: S. D. EWINS JR. AND CO., 22, PATERNOSTER ROW.
MANCHESTER: JOHN HEYWOOD, AND A. HEYWOOD AND SON.
[ENTERED AT STATIONERS' HALL.]

PREFACE.
We offer no apology for presenting this little book to the public,
feeling sure from our past experience, that it will be kindly welcomed
by a great many lovers of their "native twang."
THE PUBLISHERS.

CONTENTS of Second Series.

Th' Better Part.
Done Agean.
Latter Wit.
My Gronfayther's Days.
Heart Brocken.
To a Daisy.
A Bad Sooart.
All we Had.
Give it 'em Hot.
Th' Honest Hard Worker.
Niver Heed.
Sing On.
What aw Want.
What it is to be Mother.
What is It.
Come thi Ways!
Advice to Jenny.
Ther's mich Expected.
A Strange Stooary.
Take Heart.
Did yo Iver.
An Old Man's Christmas Morning.
Billy Bumble's Bargain.
Moral.
Rejected.
Duffin Johnie.
Lost Love.
Th' Traitle Sop.
To Let.
Fault Finders.
Disapointment.
Work Away.
New Machinery &c.
September Month.
A Hawporth.
Buttermilk &c.
It's a comfort.
Progress.
Try Again.
Jealousy.
Winter.
Persevere.
Booith-Taan Election.
Election.
None think Alike.
Seaside.

Th' Better Part.

A poor owd man wi' tott'ring gait,
Wi' body bent, and snowy pate,
Aw met one day;--
An' daan o' th' rooad side grassy banks
He sat to rest his weary shanks;