Taales fra Linkisheere. By Mabel Peacock. (G. Jackson and Son,
Brigg.)—There are really three dialects in Lincolnshire— North, Mid, and South Lincolnshire—though the first and third only are generally recognised. Lord Tennyson's " Northern Farmer" is written in the second. This little volume is an example of the first. The district in which it is spoken is a small part of the county, the western boundary being the Trent, and the eastern the Ancholme, while to the south it does not
reach much below Gainsborough. There is plenty of fun and some sense in the "taales," though a stranger will not find them very easy reading. Do the " Linkisheere " comma, really sing in this fashion ?—
"O bond thy mooth up to my mouth, An' kiss, an' kiss me noo Ther's not a lass i' all th' land Is hold as sweet as thoo.
An' fling thy air= shoot my neck, An' whisper my ear, ' I' all th' world ther's name for me Bad him 'at's wi' me here.'
Then hood thy mooth to mine agaain, An' gi'e me kiss for kiss ; Thee Will nowt benean th' sky Is hold as good as this."
If they do, their Dorsetehire sisters must look to the supremacy which they have hitherto held among the rural choirs.
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