a day neaw an' then for puttin' bobbins on; an' every little makes a mickle, yo known." "How is it that your clock's stopt ?" said I."Nay," said the little fellow; "aw don't know.

Want o' cotton, happen,--same as everything else is stopt for." Leaving this house we met with another member of the Relief Committee, who was overlooker of a mill a little way off.

I parted here with the gentleman who had accompanied me hitherto, and the overlooker went on with me.
In Newton Street he stopped, and said, "Let's look in here." We went up two steps, and met a young woman coming out at the cottage door.
"How's Ruth ?" said my friend.

"Well, hoo is here.

Hoo's busy bakin' for Betty." We went in.