twelve o'clock
Aw hav n't tell 'd yo hauf o'th ' queer tricks he 's noated for yet . Did yo ivver hear tell abaat that umbrella o ' his ` at he lost at Bradforth market ? ' ` Noa an ' we dooa n't want to hear ony moor to neet , ' they sed , as they gate up an ' knockt th ' ash aght o ' ther pipes , ` tha 's tell 'd us quite enough for a Kursmiss stoary , an ' tha mun save th ' rest for th ' New Year . ' Soa they all trudged off to ther hooams to get a warm supper an ' let ther wives sympathise wi ' 'em , for havin ' to tramp an ' tew wol past twelve o'clock at neet to mak a bit ov a livin ' for them ` at wor caar 'd warm an ' comfortable at hooam . Property Huntin ' . Ther 's soa monny different sooarts o ' fooils ` at it 's hard to tell which is th ' warst , an ' th ' best on us do fooilish things at times . It 's varry fooilish for a young chap at 's a paand a wick to live at th ' rate o ' twenty-five shillin ' , for hahivver clivver he may be at figures he 'll be sure to find hissen in a hobble befoor long .