122 THE DIALECT OF ' I would set that castle in a low, And sicken it wi' English blood ! There's never a man in Cumberland Should ken where Carlisle Castle stood.' 81o£fenecL When one eats to repletion he is sloffened. This word and the preceding are evidently the same. I have written them as they were given to me, but it seems both ought to be ehughened, an opinion in which I am confirmed by one aged man who gave the word a guttural sound. [The Icelandic alokna, to be extinguished, is clearly the original verb, and the original guttural was a hard k, — W. W. S.] Slope, to run away in debt, &c. Slops, the trousers, or legs of trousers : used in the singular for one leg- Slot, the groove in which a window frame, or a sliding door, or a bolt runs. Hall, says, as a substantive, 'still in use in the north, and applied to a bolt of almost any kind.' Slot, to bolt a door. Also, in the imperative, to signify, Bolt ! Be off ! Slide ! Vanish ! * I'U slot into bed.' Slotch. ' When a pig has takken some'at into it maath, and holds it head up, he slotches.' * It's a slotcher, yon ! ' * A pig olys thrawvs well when it's a slotcher' Slub, to draw out cardiugs of wool to greater length into a kind of thick yam. Slubber, one who ' slubs.' Slug, to beat. * They slug'd him reight.* Slupper, to slobber ; to slop, as when one spUls water ; also when work is badly done it is * slvpper^d ovver.* Slur, to slide. Slurclog, a name given to a well-known and respectable old man, who shuffled his clogs along when walking. He was in some repute for his qxiiet himiour and good sense, of which latter quality the following is an illustration. It may be styled 'An antidote for slander.'
- Well, Billy, how are you to-night ? ' * Oh, varry decent, thank
yo', and Darby's doing weel (his horse) naa we've this gooid gaerse at t' road side.' * Yes, your horse looks better than he did. I hope you are doing as well as Darby appears to be.' * Ah-h ! O'm doin' middlin' ; but O'm sorry to say 'at lately O've been a good deal dis- turbed i' my mind. O've an ill-conditioned nabour 'at grieves me sadly.'
- How's that ? ' * When O'm ready in a mornin' to start for t' coil pit,
he comes aat on his haase, and calls afther me, *' Mind tha' brings nowt back wi' thee but Vat's thee own ; " leavin' folk 'at hears him to think 'at O'm a dishonest man. O've pondered t' case ovver i' mi own mind a varry deal, and latly O've gotten easier i' some degree; for O've arrived at this conclusion — an' think all ma experience,
