But we'n getten things into something like system, an' then tak 'em one with another th' chaps are willin' enough.

You see they're not men that have getten a livin' by idling aforetime; they're workin' men, but they're strange to this job, an' one cannot expect 'em to work like trained honds, no moor than one could expect a lot o' navvies to work weel at factory wark.

Oh, they done middlin', tak 'em one with another." I now asked him if he had not had some trouble with the men at first.
"Well," said he, "I had at first, an' that's the truth.

I remember th' first day that I came to th' job.

As I walked on to th' ground there was a great lump o' clay coom bang into my earhole th' first thing; but I walked on, an' took no notice, no moor than if it had bin a midge flyin' again my face.