A Cornish Tale about Our L\u2019il Village by Sal Tregenna.<\/p>\n
Iss, me deers, you\u2019ve all o\u2019ee yurd thikky zong, heb\u2019n\u2019ee, an\u2019 \u2018elped to zing\u2019n, too, moast o\u2019ee, no don\u2019t. Well, u bin \u2018untin\u2019 yur theze las\u2019 week. I\u2019ll warn that, an\u2019 purty caper us hev \u2018ad too.
\nIt sterted Zenday aivmen when us wuz all zettin\u2019 roun\u2019 th\u2019 vire, taalkin\u2019 an\u2019 hevin a dish o\u2019 tay. All to once everybody went quate all \u2018pon zudden, likes you do zumtimes, an\u2019 I yurd zummin rattlin\u2019 away in th\u2019 corner behend Vather\u2019s cheer. \u201cArk!\u201d Zes I, \u201cwot\u2019s thikky noise you?\u201d Us all harked, an\u2019 us all yurd it \u2014 rattle\u2013rattle\u2013rattle\u2013all zoft and gintle like. \u201cTis paper rattlin,\u201d zes Jane, \u201ctha\u2019s wot tiz!\u201d. \u201cWell,\u201d zes Jim Snell, \u201cpaper doant rattle be itzel\u2019, Missus! There must be zummin in there makin\u2019 o\u2019t rattle. P\u2013haps tiz a mouze!\u201d \u201cGor bless my zawl!\u201d Zes I, \u201cI should \u2018ope there\u2013idden no mice in th\u2019 huze, wi\u2019 a gurt ole lazy, vat cat yur slaip avore th\u2019 vire!\u201d
\n\u201cTha\u2019s th\u2019 trubble, Mawther!\u201d Zes Vather, \u201czame\u2019s I allus tell \u2018ee, you\u2019m allus stuffin\u2019 th\u2019 ole cat tight, zo \u2018e idden gain caatch no mice, vur zartin.\u201d \u201cWell, but I\u2019ve never zeed no zigns o\u2019 no mouze in th\u2019 plaace,\u201d I zes, \u201czo I cant onderstan\u2019 whare \u2018e could hev cum vrom.\u201d \u201cBless\u2019ee,\u201d zes Ann, \u201cyou bant sure there iz a mouze there not \u2018et! Rouze up th\u2019 ole cat Missus an\u2019 le\u2019s zee wot \u2018e makes o\u2019t.\u201d Zi I gi\u2019ed Nick a poke in th\u2019 ribs, an\u2019 arter a purty struggle \u2018e manidged to open one heye. Th\u2019 paper wuz still rattlin\u2019 away in th\u2019 corner, zo Vather got up an\u2019 us pulled \u2018is cheer \u2018out o\u2019 th\u2019 corner. I allus kips a box in thikky corner, wot I kips me stecks in vur lightin\u2019 th\u2019 vire, an \u2018coarse I puts odds an\u2019 ainds o\u2019 paper in there too, vur th\u2019 zame purpuss. Us lissened agane arter th\u2019 cheer wuz shifted, an\u2019 us could still yur it, zo I carr\u2019ed Nick vore to th\u2019 box, an\u2019 put th\u2019 nawze o\u2019n in un!
\nDROO OUR VINGERS!
\nUs waited a vew minutes, an\u2019 Nick never took no notiss wotever, an\u2019 I could\u2019n make it up. Then Jane lookied to\u2019n an\u2019 \u2018er zed \u201cThe\u2019 vamint\u2019s gone to slaip there\u2013right!\u201d An\u2019 zo \u2018e wuz, or purty nigh. \u201cTedden no gude to trest it to \u2018e,\u201d zes Vather. \u201cUs \u2018ad bedder try to catch th\u2019 varmint ourzel\u2019s between us.\u201d Well, me an\u2019 Ann wadden terrable keen \u2018pon it, but zame\u2019s I zed us could\u2019n go to baid an\u2019 laive th\u2019 varmint there in th\u2019 box like that.
\n\u201cCum on, now,\u201d zes Vather, \u201cyou all do wot I tells\u2019ee, an\u2019 us\u2019ll zoon put paid to \u2018e. You stan\u2019 there Jim, an\u2019 take \u2018old to th\u2019 poker. Ann, you\u2019d better hev th\u2019 wire\u2013showl, an\u2019 you stan\u2019 there. Mawther, you hev th\u2019 tongs, an\u2019 stan\u2019 yur, an\u2019 Jane, you take \u2018old theze steck, an stan; vore there.\u201d Us wuz all standin\u2019 roun\u2019 in our plaaces, wi\u2019 our wheppons in our \u2018ands; \u201can wot, \u201c zes I, \u201cbe you gain do in th\u2019 gurt war, Vather!\u201d \u201cAw,\u201d zes \u2018e, \u201cI\u2019m gain hev the scraper, an\u2019 sterted to ferrick roun\u2019 th\u2019 stecks in th\u2019 box. Nort never \u2018appened vur a brave wile, an\u2019 jist ex us wuz all thinkin\u2019 there wadden no mouze there, out \u2018e cums like a stake o\u2019 graised litenin\u2019, you! All o\u2019 us zeed th\u2019 varmint, but tha\u2019s all! Us all den our best, but \u2018e sipped droo our vingers clain\u2019s a wissell! Laistways, I spoase, \u2018e waist droo our veet, railly. Us all lashed out gude an\u2019 rolid wi\u2019 our weppons, but us never \u2018it nort! Laistway I ded, but twadden th\u2019 mouze. I catched Jim Snell a wincer cross th\u2019 zait o\u2019 \u2018is pants, but zame\u2019s I zed \u2018ow wuz I to know th\u2019 tongs wuz gain viy abroad like that? Bezides Jim no bizzens to jump right avore me like \u2018e ded. Never \u2018ad no manners, Jim dedden, but like I zed, \u2018e \u2018ad \u2018is recaipt vur\u2019t thikky time. Then us \u2018ad a purty caper wi\u2019 Jane. \u2018Er declared th\u2019 mouze \u2018ad stapped \u2018pon \u2018er voot, an\u2019 I deklare, you, \u2018er purty near waint off in historicks auver\u2019t.
\n\u201cJane,\u201d \u00a0zes I, \u201cI\u2019m shamed o\u2019ee, iss fay I be! A grawed wummin, like you, acktin\u2019 like a cheel vower yurs ole! Wot of \u2018e ded stap \u2018pon yer voot! \u2018E would\u2019n hev cum nigh \u2018ee if \u2018e could hev \u2018elped it, I\u2019ll warn! But \u2018e \u2018ad to pass out zum \u2018ow, dedden \u2018at.\u201d Tha\u2019s th\u2019 trubble!\u201d Zes Jane, \u201cth\u2019 varmint dedden pass out! \u2018E\u2019s still yur!\u201d Us all catched \u2018old to out himplements agane, an\u2019 glazed like congers! \u201cTedden no gude glazin\u2019 roun\u2019 th\u2019 \u2018ouze!\u201d Snaps Jane. \u201cE rinned up auver me laig, I knaw \u2018e ded!\u201d Coarse us all busted out laffin\u2019, an\u2019 I thort Jim Snell wuz gain kill \u2018issel\u2019. But pore ole Jane wuz in that there state that I wuz fo\u2019ced to take \u2018er \u2018ome, an\u2019 put \u2018er to baid! Coarse, us never zeed nort more o\u2019 no mouze thikky night, an\u2019 be th\u2019 time us \u2018ad all \u2018ad a dish o\u2019 tay, an\u2019 I\u2019d a\u2019carr\u2019ed in a mite o\u2019 zupper to Jane, well twuz gain up th\u2019 \u2018ill vur tain o\u2019clock, zo us waint away off to baid.
\n\u201cVATHER\u2019S CATCH!\u201d
\nWell, it waint on all thikky week, an\u2019 I wuz kippin\u2019 me heyes skinned vur thikky mouze. I could\u2019n onderstan\u2019 whare \u2018e\u2019d a\u2019gone to, cuz like I zed to Vather there wadden no signs o\u2019 no \u2018ole nowhare, vur\u2019n to go into. \u2018E\u2019ve vound a ole zumwhare,\u201d zes Vather. \u201cI deer zay \u2018e\u2019ll cum to light agane in a day or two.\u201d An\u2019 trew \u2018nuff \u2018e ded, an when Vather wadden expectin\u2019 o\u2019n, too! I teeled mouze traps all roun\u2019 th\u2019 plaace every aivmen, but nort never \u2018appened, an\u2019 I wuz beginnin\u2019 to wunder wot th\u2019 zind o\u2019t wuz gain to be. I can\u2019t abide a baistly ole mouze waalkin\u2019 roun\u2019 th\u2019 plaace be night\/ You never knaws wot they bin up to, do\u2019ee? I dedden like to put down pizen, cuz\u2019 o th\u2019 vowles an\u2019 trade, an\u2019 zum\u2019ow I got a draid o\u2019 that ole pizen, zince pore ole Varmer Brown\u2019s dog ait zum once, wot wuz put down vur th\u2019 rats.
\nVather zed \u2018e should\u2019n kip on wurryin\u2019 if e\u2019 wuz me. \u201cE might hev got out agane, zame way \u2018e cum in,\u201d zed \u2018e \u201can\u2019 us might never zee\u2019n agane.\u201d But I wadden containt like that. I veeled I wanted to catch th\u2019 vamint, an\u2019 knaw th\u2019 aind o\u2019n. Th\u2019 Zender arter Vather axed me if I wuz gain to church. Nurse hap to be out all day an\u2019 I zed I would. Zo off goes me an\u2019 Vather to church, an\u2019 us axed ourzel\u2019s into Wllyum Jan\u2019s to denner! Well us wuz in church zettin\u2019 down, an\u2019 Passen wuz praichin\u2019 away bootivul, when all o\u2019 a zudden Vather gi\u2019ed a yelp, an\u2019 I thort \u2018e must be tooked ill, Everybody in th\u2019 plaace gazed to\u2019n vur \u2018e rozed right up out o\u2019 zait a vule in me life, an\u2019 I could hev gi\u2019ed Vather th\u2019 gigges\u2019 talkin\u2019 to e\u2019 ever \u2018ad in \u2018is life, if aunly us ad\u2019n bin in church like that. Ez twuz I gi\u2019ed a look that ought to hev killed\u2019n jist bout! But \u2018e wuz zettin\u2019 bolt upright, glazin\u2019 in vrent o\u2019n, like a statyew. When everybody wuz zettled agane, e\u2019 wispered to me, \u201cI got the varmint, Mawther. Looky there!\u201d An\u2019 ;e tooked \u2018is \u2018and out \u2018o is auvercoat pocket, wi\u2019 th\u2019 daid mouze in un!\u201d \u2018Ow it all cum about is more\u2019n I can tell\u2019ee. \u2018E might hev bin heedin\u2019 away in thikky \u00a0coat pocket, I spose, cuz \u2018e wuz \u2018angin\u2019 in th\u2019 passidge. One thing \u2018e \u2018ad\u2019n dun no damidge, more\u2019n vullin\u2019 th\u2019 pocket wi\u2019 crums an\u2019 chowed paper, an\u2019 like I zed to Vather I deer say \u2018e left a bag o\u2019 nubbies in \u2018is pocket, or zum zitch thing! Still, I wuz gald \u2018e wuz catched, an\u2019 I\u2019ve laffed zince to think \u2018po wot Vather must hev veeled like when \u2018e put \u2018is \u2018and in \u2018is pocket, an\u2019 vound th\u2019 mouze there! If it \u2018ad \u2018appened ennywhare else but in church I reckon \u2018e\u2019d hev left\u2019n go, wot zay you! I knaw I should hev, church or no, if I\u2019d a\u2019vound th\u2019 varmint in my pocket! Tell \u2018bout killin\u2019 ducks, you! Tedden nort kumpared wi\u2019 killin\u2019 mouzes in church wi\u2019 yer bare \u2018ands! Tho\u2019 even to think o\u2019t, Vather \u2018ad \u2018is bes\u2019 gloves on!<\/p>\n
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A Cornish Tale about Our L\u2019il Village by Sal Tregenna. Iss, me deers, you\u2019ve all o\u2019ee yurd thikky zong, heb\u2019n\u2019ee, an\u2019 \u2018elped to zing\u2019n, too, moast o\u2019ee, no don\u2019t. Well, u bin \u2018untin\u2019 yur theze las\u2019 week. I\u2019ll warn that, an\u2019 purty caper us hev \u2018ad too. It sterted Zenday aivmen when us wuz all […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":1020,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"om_disable_all_campaigns":false,"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-1028","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry","has-post-title","has-post-date","has-post-category","has-post-tag","has-post-comment","has-post-author",""],"aioseo_notices":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/launcestonthen.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/1028","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/launcestonthen.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/launcestonthen.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/launcestonthen.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/launcestonthen.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1028"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/launcestonthen.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/1028\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1030,"href":"https:\/\/launcestonthen.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/1028\/revisions\/1030"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/launcestonthen.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/1020"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/launcestonthen.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1028"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}