d all parts at continent o' Haworth; foak craaded in on all
sides, even th' oud men an' wimen fra Wicken Crag an' th' Flappeters, an'
strappin' foak they are yo mind, sum as fat as pigs, wi' heeads as red as
carrits, an' nimble as a india-rubber bouncer taw; an' wat wur th' best
on't it happened to be a fine day; or if it hed been made accordin' to
orders it cudent a been finer. Shops wur all closed, an' everybody, oud
an' young hed a haliday aat o'th' doors, for they were all flade o'
missin' th' Grand Proceshun, which formed itseln at th' top o' Wuthren,
when it wur messured it turned aat to be two miles six inches long--it
moved as follows:--

ORDER O'TH' PROCESHUN.

Th' Spring heead Band wi' thair hat bruads turned up so as they mud se
thair way clear,

Lord o'th' Manor i' full uniform a fut back bearin' th' Coat of Arms for
Haworth a gert wild cratur wi' two tails on, one o' th' authur end.

Th' Members o'th' Corporashun one abreast, singin' "a nuttin' we will go,
brave boys."

Big Drums an' Triangles.

A Mahogany Wheelbarro' an' a silver spade on a cart trail'd bi six
donkeys, an' garded bi ten lazy policemen _all sober_.

A pair o' crakt bag-pipes.

Th' Contractor in a sedan carried bi two waggoners i' white smocks.

All th' young maidens fra fowerteen to thirty-nine, six abreast drest i'
sky blue, an' singin' throo combs.

Twenty oud wimen nittin' stockings.

Twenty navvies i' thair shirt sleeves wheelin' barrows wi work tools in.

Taan skavengers wi' shouldered besums decorated wi' ribbons.

Bellman an' Pinder arm i'arm drest i' full uniform, an' th' latter na an
then bawlin' aat waats baan to tak place.

All scholars in th' female line lakin' at duck under water kit, an' th'
males lakin' a frog-loup, an jumpin' o' one another's backs.

Taan chimla sweeps mounted o' donkeys wi' thair face white.

All th' furiners fra th' continent o' Haworth, and crookt legg'd en fra
Keighla followed up.

Bulk o'th' inhabitants waukin' one abreast, wi' hats off an' singin' as
follows:--

Gather fra Stanbury lads wi' yor carrot heds,
Come daan fra Lockertaan lads bi thi' railway;
Come wi' yor wives,