She told me that the child was her daughter's.
Her daughter's husband had died of asthma in the workhouse, about six weeks before.

He had not "addled" a penny for twelve months before he died.

She said, "We hed a varra good heawse i' Stanley Street once; but we hed to sell up an' creep hitherto.

This heawse is 2s.3d.a week; an' we mun pay it, or go into th' street.

Aw nobbut owed him for one week, an' he said, 'Iv yo connot pay yo mun turn eawt for thoose 'at will do.' Aw did think o' gooin' to th' Board," continued she, "for a pair o' clogs.