4 He toul thaim, ‘Gae an wark ïn ma vineyaird as weel, an A'll pye ye a fair wage.’
Aboot nine ïn tha moarnin, he gan oot an saen ithers stannin ïn tha mairket place wi naethin tae dae.
Sae awa the' went. Tha fairmer gan oot an he daen tha same thïng aboot nuin, an then agane at thrie.
Whan Jesus wus trevelin on frae thair, he saa a tex man bi tha name o Mattha sïttin ïn hïs hut. “Follae me,” he toul hïm, an Mattha ris up an follaed hïm.