1851; Or, The adventures of Mr. and Mrs. Sandboys and family, who came up to London to enjoy themselves, and to see the Great Exhibition.

“Here’s Yorkshire impudence, d’e see, Advancin’ for a brek, Just askin’ threyce as much as he Kens he’ll consent to tek. ‘Here, maister, buy a coat cloith here, Ye’s have it che...

“Han’ me that peype, weyfe! I’ll smuik an’ think. Nay, dunnet cry, we ne’er did wrang; The truth I’ll state, whate’er teks pleace, To Carel sizes when I gang; We plenty hev, we’...

“True friendship that can neer cause streyfe, But e’en keep frae distress and pain, An’ shew what bliss it gie’s thro’ leyfe In every bwosom still s’ud reign.” “_To Friendship,”...

“Heaste, Jenny! put the bairns to bed, And mind they say their prayers. Sweet innocents! their heads yence down, They sleep away their cares! But gi’ them first a butter-shag; W...

“Of a’ the scenes in leyfe’s lang round; Sweet youth! leyke thee nin can be found; With plizzer thou dost meast abound— Threyce happy teymes! Wi’ joys wheyte parfit fair an’ sou...

“Waes me! what’s this that lugs sae at my heart, And fills my breast with seck a dispert smart? Can’t be that thing cawt luive? Good folks now tell, And I’se set down just how I...

“But if Misfortune’s han? We plunge an’ feel her smartin’ wan’, Let us wi’ fortitude withstan’, The lash extended. As a’ things come by Heaven’s comman’, An’ whea can mend it.”...

“But if we wullent be content Wi’ th’ blessings sec as heav’n has sent, But obstinately wad prevent Wise fate’s decree, See fwoak mun just pursue the bent I’ their own bree.

“The lasses o’ Carel are weel-shap’d an’ bonny, But he that wad win yen mun brag of his gear, You may follow and follow till heart sick and weary— To get them needs siller and f...

Hark! where th’ inveytin’ drum o’ Mars Athwart the far land rattles, It minds me aye o’ wounds an’ scars, O’ bruolliments an’ battles. But Sargin’ Keyte wad fain persuade It’s b...

“Come, Nichol, and gi’e us thy cracks, I seed te gang down to the smiddy, I’ve fodder’d the naigs and the nowt, And wanted to see thee—’at did e. Ay, Andrew, lad! draw in a stui...

“I yence follow’d Marget, the toast amang aw maks— An Peg hed a red cheek and bonny dark e’e— _But suin as she fan I depended on labour, She snurl’d up her neb and nae mair luik...

“See frae a’ quarters, east and west, I’ drwoves th’ country coman, Wheyle flocks o’ naigs an’ kye are press’d By flocks o’ men an’ women; Buss’d i’ their best the blythesome tr...

“But now the lang-expected mworn Of murriment arrives, Wheyle helter-skelter frae a’ airts I’ swarms the country drives, The lasses in their feyne pearce claes, The lads baith t...

“Oh, man! oh, man! what pity ’tis, That what we whop our heeghest bliss Sud disappoint us; nay, what’s worse, Sae oft turns out a real curse. It shows man’s want o’ fworeseeght...

“There’s been nae luck throughout the lan’ Sin’ fwok mud leyke their betters shene; The country’s puzzen’d roun’ wi’ preyde; We’re c’aff and san’ to auld lang seyne.” _North Cou...

“Luok, whar i’ th’ nuok o’ yonder tent Yon crew are slyly smugglin’. I warrant ye now thar gang are bent To tek fwonk in by jugglin’; Some cut purse dow-for-nought, nae doubt, T...

“Hout, man! what signifies repeynin’, Owr grankin’, snifteran’, twistin’, tweynin’, If down leyfe’s hill we be decleynin’, We cannot slack, Then gang on decent without wheynin’,...

“And is it thee, my Jobby lad— And safe return’d frae war? Thou’rt dearer to thy mother’s heart Sin’ thou hast been sae far. But tell me aw that’s happen’d thee, The neet is wea...

ON reaching their temporary home, the Sandboys immediately made inquiries as to whether the French gentleman—M. Le Comte de Sanschemise—whose card Cursty had received that morni...

“Now fifty shwort years ha’e flown owre us, Sin’ first we fell in at the fair, I’ve monie a teyme thowt, wi’ new pleasure, Nae weyfe cud wi’ Aggy compare; Tho’ thy nwose has gi’...

“I can’t for the life o’ me get her to work, Nor aw the lang Sunday to go near a kirk; Nor frae week en’ to week en’ a chapter to read, For the Bible ligs stoury abuin the duir-...

“True friendship that can ne’er cause streyfe, But e’en keep frae distress and pain, An’ show what bliss it gie’s thro’ leyfe, In every bwosom still sud reign.? _Friendship. Bal...

“Do, walk in, gentlemen, walk in, The price is only threepence, We’re just a-going to begin— You two step in for fi’pence. You ne’er have seen in all your days, So fine a show a...