pick.'--An' it wor an' all, an' it's stuck in his throit to this
day, soa yo see what bother that's caused.
It's nivver wise to be rackless naythur i' word nor deed, for whativver
yo plot an plan agean other fowk it's ommost sewer to roll back on
yorsens an' trap yor tooas if it does nowt else; 'Fowk 'at laik wi' fire
mun expect a burn.' An soa all yo 'at intend to keep up Gunpaader plot
munnot grummel if yo get warmed a bit. But gunpaader plot isn't th' only
plot 'at gets browt to a finish this month; ther's lots o' plottin an'
planin besides that. Ther's monny a chap 'at's been langin for a year or
two to be made a taan caancillor 'at's been havin all his friends to
ther supper, an' 'at for th' last month or two has been stoppin fowk 'at
he's met, an' shakin hands wi 'em, an' axin all abaat ha ther wives an'
childer are gettin on, tho' he's passed th' same fowk monny a hundred
times befoor an' nivver spokken to 'em at all. It's all plottin. A'a
this little bit o' pride! A'a this desire to be summat thowt on! Aw
dooant know ha we should get on withaat it! Ther's a gooid deeal o'
califudge i'th' world after all, but aw dooant think it does mich harm,
for mooast fowk can see throo it. But it allus maks me smile when aw goa
to a ward meetin, an' hear furst one an' then another get up an' thank a
caancillor for dooin soa mich for 'em, an' prayin 'at he'll suffer
hissen to be re-elected; when at th' same time they know 'at he's ready
to fall ov his knees to beg on 'em to send him agean. Well, aw dooant
know why a chap shouldn't be thanked for dooin that 'at's a pleasure to
hissen an' a benefit to others! It's nobbut th' same as me writin this,
it suits me to write it, an' it suits others to read it, yet aw think
aw'm entitled to some thanks after all.
But one munnot expect to get all they're entitled to, an' its a jolly
gooid job we dooant, for if we did ther'd be a lot on us 'at ud have to
be burried at th' public expense. We're nooan on us too gooid, but 'It's
niver too late to mend,' an' it's niver too sooin to begin, soa nah 'at
we've getten to th' end ov another year, let us carefully reckon up an
see ha we stand. Aw fancy we shall all find 'at ther's lots o' room for
improvement yet, an' ther's nowt at yo can do 'at's likely to give yo
moor satisfaction nor to detarmine to do better for th' future. A chap's
allus awther better or war at th' end o'th' year nor what he wor at th'
beginnin, an aw'm sure iverybody'll fe
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