_R._ She's a clever girl, but always in troubles with the
collar-maker and thatcher; she is always eating gooseberries
and snails. The man at the chandler's shop says she has a
consumption: but the grocer says she's out of her senses.
_T._ Why, ah! tother da she fared stounded: she pluck'd the pur
from the back-stock, and copped it agin the balk of the douw-pollar,
and barnt it; and then she hulled [it] at the thackster, and hart
his weeson, and huckle-bone. There was northing but cadders in the
douw-pollar, and no douws: and so, arter she had barnt the balk, and
the door-stall, and the plancher, she run into the par-yard, thru
the pytle, and then swounded behinn'd a sight o' gotches o' beergood.
_S._ Why, aye! the other day she appeared struck mad: she
snatched the poker from the back of the stove, and flung it
against the beam of the pigeon-house, and burnt it; and then she
throwed it at the thatcher, and hurt his throat and hip-bone.
There were no pigeons in the pigeon-house, and nothing but
jack-daws; and so, after she had burned the beam, and the
door-frame and the floor, she ran into the cowyard, through the
small field, and fainted behind several pitchers of yeast.
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