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18173	Moorman, F. W. (Frederic William)	Tales of the Ridings			.txt	text/plain	22509	1440	87	"I've allus taen care that t' moors hae bin cropped fair; thou reckons "Why," answered Pudsey, "shoo'll happen hae bin t' wife o' a chap they "'Shoo's made fowks i' Cohen-eead that thrang wi' wark they've no time Throp's wife were noan baan to bed while shoo'd finished t' bag. "'Throp,' shoo said, 'we'll noan be through wi t' wark by midneet.' "'I'm noan baan to work when t' clock has struck twelve,' Throp said storm at Cohen-eead the likes o' which had niver bin seen theer afore. Fowks wakkened up an' said 'twere Judgment Day, an' T' Man "Nay, Job," his wife replied, "but thou'll be fain o' a bit o' rest when "'Nay,' said Abe, 'thou's i' heaven.' thou mean to tell me, Abe, that lads i' heaven do t' same sort o' wark lasted i' heaven, an' he said: 'We work as lang as t' inner voice tells	./cache/18173.txt	./txt/18173.txt