Whaniver tha angels went bak tae heiven, tha herdmen saed yin tae anither, “Cum on, we'll gang tae Bethlehem an see thïs wunnèrfu thïng that haes happent, that tha Loard haes toul iz aboot.”
An she haed hir furst babbie, a sinn. She rowlt hïm up ïn bïts o claith an püt hïm ïn a manger wi tha fother, acause thair wus nae ruim fer thaim ïn tha ludgin hoose.