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And the thing in the sack answered :
"A's upon Lob Lowson's back gaaing ti Thirlbee, A's upon Lob Lowson's back gaaing ti Thirlbee."
Whereupon he threw down the sack and ran home as fast as he could. " He'd gotten a fairy i' t' sack."
5. The carrier has promised me any stories that occur to him. He gave me the following crow's ditty, as known in this neighbourhood :
Crows' Ditty. " Gowa ! Gowa I Whea teea ? Wheea teea ?
Bagby Moor, Bagby Moor (below Hambleton Hills). What ti dea there ? What ti dea there ? Seek an au'd yeo, seek an au'd yeo. Is she fat ? Is she fat '^. Glorr ! Glorr ! Glorr !"
Thrushes Ditty {incomplete) as told by my gardener. " Coom here ! Coom here ! Coom here ! Billy Linfoot ! Billy Linfoot ! Coom back ! Coom back ! Coom back !" etc.
The rest I hope to get. It is the tune the thrush whistles and talks.
"The sparrow says, Jim ! Jim ! Jim ! The chaffinch, Pink ! Pink ! Pink !"
Hugh C. Fairfax-Cholmeley. Mile Hill, Brandsley, Easingwold.
Wiltshire Jottings (communicated by Mr. W. E. Mullins, of Marl- borough College).
" Bully, Bully, Snaager, If the doos'nt putt out thy girt long hanns I'll putt the up in chimley earner." (The above is a snail rhyme.)
The 5TH of November. " This is the day. That was the night, When Papists did conspire, To blow up King and Parliament We dreadfull gun-pow-dire." High Street, Pott erne, Devizes. S, SMITH,
