I've laid by now, and gev up to the young uns.

Ask them as have been to school at Tarley: they've learnt pernouncing; that's come up since my day." "If you're pointing at me, Mr.Macey," said the deputy clerk, with an air of anxious propriety, "I'm nowise a man to speak out of my place.
As the psalm says-- "I know what's right, nor only so, But also practise what I know." "Well, then, I wish you'd keep hold o' the tune, when it's set for you; if you're for prac_tis_ing, I wish you'd prac_tise_ that," said a large jocose-looking man, an excellent wheelwright in his week-day capacity, but on Sundays leader of the choir.

He winked, as he spoke, at two of the company, who were known officially as the "bassoon" and the "key-bugle", in the confidence that he was expressing the sense of the musical profession in Raveloe.
Mr.Tookey, the deputy-clerk, who shared the unpopularity common to deputies, turned very red, but replied, with careful moderation--"Mr.
Winthrop, if you'll bring me any proof as I'm in the wrong, I'm not the man to say I won't alter.

But there's people set up their own ears for a standard, and expect the whole choir to follow 'em.

There may be two opinions, I hope." "Aye, aye," said Mr.Macey, who felt very well satisfied with this attack on youthful presumption; "you're right there, Tookey: there's allays two 'pinions; there's the 'pinion a man has of himsen, and there's the 'pinion other folks have on him.