h'
teah an' Mistress Snipenooas put th' rum in. After iverybody had getten
supplied ther wor quietness for abaat five minutes, an' altho' nobdy
wanted owt to ait, fatty cakes an' buttered muffins went aght o'th' seet
like winkin. After th' second cup one or two began whisperin a bit, an'
after th' third, it wor like being i' th' middle ov a lot o' geese; they
wor all cacklin at once, an' judging bi th' smiles o' ther faces they
felt very happy. When th' pots wor sided (an' they'd takken gooid care
to leave nowt but th' pots to side), they drew up in a ring raand th'
fire, an' Mrs. Spaiktruth wor put i'th' rockin chair to rule th'
proceedins.

'Nah, lasses,' shoo sed, 'aw havnt mich to say nobbut to tell yo all at
yor varry welcome, an' aw hooap yo've all made a gooid drinkin ('we have
lass!') 'an aw hooap we shall have some gooid speeches throo some on
yo', for aw know thers some gooid tawkers amang yo, but this year's
meetin is to be conducted on a different plan to onny we've had befoor.
Ther hasn't to be ony gossipin or backbitin, an' them 'at cannot say a
few words withaat scandalizin ther neighbours, blagardin ther own
husbands, or throwin aght hints likely to injure sombdy's else, munnot
spaik at all.'

When Mrs. Spaiktruth had finished, th' wimmen luk'd one at another, fast
what to mak on it. Two or three o'th' older end settled thersen daan for
a sleep, an' th' rest luk'd as faal as a mule i' th' sulks. Aw pooled
aght mi book to tak daan th' speeches, an' this is my repooart.--

_1st Speech._--'Let's goa lasses.'
_2nd Speech._--'Ther's nowt to stop here for.'
_3rd Speech._--'Aw'll goa too, awm feard o' goin bi mysen i' th'
dark.'
_4th Speech._--'Awr childer'll be waitin for me.'
_5th Speech._--'It's my weshin day to morn, soa aw want to get to
bed i' daycent time.'
_6th Speech._--(Five or six at once) 'Come on.'

Th' meetin braik up varry early, an' as sooin as they'd getten aght
side, aw heeard 'em sayin 'at Mistress Spaiktruth wor naa better nor
shoo should be, an' if shoo thowt shoo could put on airs wi' them shoo
wor varry mich mistakken, an' as for gossipin, shoo wor th' longest
tongued woman i' th' neighbourhood, an' they declared they'd niver enter
a haase shoo kept agean. Aw saw Mrs. Spaiktruth next day, an' aw sed,
'ther worn't mich tawkin at yor teah drinkin last neet,' shoo smiled,
but all shoo sed wor 'Silence is better nor slander.'

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