"Gooid lad, Michael!" said one.
"Michael wi' a K!" said another.
"Goa home to thi dowter, an' tell her to give thi brains a soap lather!" shouted a voice that was verry like unto Simon's.
There was a good deal of uproar for a time, but the meeting at length decided by a vote of ten to one in favour of a school board, so the opposition did no good after all, and Michael's daughter will have to take her chance.
Tha Caps me Nah!
"Has ta heeard th' news?"
"Niver a word! What's up?"
"Old Duke's getten wed."
"Nay, tha caps me nah! An' who's th' gurt maddlin getten wed to? Awst ha thowt he'd gettin to old to do that."