" AW WISH YOE MUTHER WAD CUM!

Then Geordy held the bairn, But sair agyen his will, The poor bit thing wes gud, But Geordy had ne skill, He haddint its muther's ways, He sat both stiff an' num, Before five minutes wes past He wished its muther wad cum!

Then Geordy held the bairn, But sair agyen his will, The poor bit thing wes gud, But Geordy had ne skill, He haddint its muther's ways, He sat both stiff an' num, Before five minutes wes past He wished its muther wad cum!

Wi' hikin't up an' doon He'd let the poor thing fall, It waddent haud its tung, Tho' sum aud teun he'd hum, 'Jack an' Gill went up a hill' "Aw wish yor muther wad cum!" "What weary toil," says he, "This nursin bairns mun be, A bit on't's weel eneuf, Ay, quite eneuf for me; Te keep a crying bairn, It may be grand te sum, A day's wark's not as bad Aw wish yor muther wad cum.

Wi' hikin't up an' doon He'd let the poor thing fall, It waddent haud its tung, Tho' sum aud teun he'd hum, 'Jack an' Gill went up a hill' "Aw wish yor muther wad cum!" "What weary toil," says he, "This nursin bairns mun be, A bit on't's weel eneuf, Ay, quite eneuf for me; Te keep a crying bairn, It may be grand te sum, A day's wark's not as bad Aw wish yor muther wad cum.

Or myek me dinner an' tea It's startin' te chow its thumb, The poor thing wants its tit, Aw wish yor muther wad cum." 'What a selfish world this is, Thor's nowt mair se than man; He laffs at wummin's toil, And winnet nurse his awn; It's startin' te cry agyen, Aw see tuts throo its gum, Maw little bit pet, dinnet fret, Aw wish yor muther wad cum.

Or myek me dinner an' tea It's startin' te chow its thumb, The poor thing wants its tit, Aw wish yor muther wad cum." 'What a selfish world this is, Thor's nowt mair se than man; He laffs at wummin's toil, And winnet nurse his awn; It's startin' te cry agyen, Aw see tuts throo its gum, Maw little bit pet, dinnet fret, Aw wish yor muther wad cum.

At lastits gyen te sleep, Me wife'll not say aw's num, She'll think aw's a real gud norse, Aw wish yor muther wud cum!" Joe Wilson THE AULD FISHER'S LAST WISH

" "At the thame time," said Sleary, "I muth put in my word, Thquire, tho that both thides of the banner may be equally theen.

i av bin with muther an asnt seed father till 2 day.

De cloze wuz faw me an my muther.

an my muther wuz play-children together.

My muther's name wuz Patsy Malone.

Mr. Maline's wife wuz my Ole Boss' sister and my muther fell to her as a slave.

Next day I come to Murry whar my muther lived wid Miss Emily Malone.

I staid wid my muther til she died.