What's good for one's good all round i' the long run.

I'm no friend to young fellows a-marrying afore they know the difference atween a crab an' a apple; but they may wait o'er long." "To be sure," said Mrs.Poyser; "if you go past your dinner-time, there'll be little relish o' your meat.

You turn it o'er an' o'er wi' your fork, an' don't eat it after all.

You find faut wi' your meat, an' the faut's all i' your own stomach." Hetty now came back from the pantry and said, "I can take Totty now, Aunt, if you like." "Come, Rachel," said Mr.Poyser, as his wife seemed to hesitate, seeing that Totty was at last nestling quietly, "thee'dst better let Hetty carry her upstairs, while thee tak'st thy things off.

Thee't tired.