Doric - MNA | Jeemsie | cockit his lugs an listened. | |
Doric - MNA | Jeemsie | ’s starnie till it glinted l | |
Doric - MNA | Jeemsie | ’d seen o Mary on last year | |
Doric - MNA | Jeemsie | cam hame frae the schule feel | |
Doric - MNA | Jeemsie | ’s ma squeezed his haun. He | |
Orkney - ORK | Jeemsie | is hivin a sleep in the stuil | |
Doric - MNA | yon settled it. Neist nicht, | Jeemsie | dowpit doon aside his mither, |
Doric - MNA | e the bell, Miss Buchan cried | Jeemsie | ower tae |
Orkney - ORK | Mother is in despair and | Jeemsie | can dae notheen tae help hir |
Doric - MNA | y aboot the littlin Jesus, an | Jeemsie | wisna |
Doric - MNA | 9. The Tale o | Jeemsie | ’s Starnie |
Doric - MNA | Efter | Jeemsie | ’d gaen hame an suppit his t |
Doric - MNA | Bit his mam said “Havers | Jeemsie | , of coorse I’m gyaun.” |
Orkney - ORK | Mither, whit ails thee?' says | Jeemsie | tae his wife is he comes inta |
Doric - MNA | the three wyce kings, thocht | Jeemsie | , Yon’s pairts are still tae |
Doric - MNA | muckle clort o a loon thocht | Jeemsie | ... tho he cudna deny Mr Broon |
Doric - MNA | ppened, that verra nicht. Bit | Jeemsie | didna hear the lave o the tal |
Doric - MNA | “ | Jeemsie | ma loon,” quo she, “We’ |