We took him to a cothouse down at the foot of the wood, where he lay while a boy was sent for a skilly woman.

Same as you had before—bread and water, and skilly o' Sundays!

The big fellow was pulpier than ever; his complexion the colour of skilly.

Having taken a cold bath on entering, I would be given for supper six ounces of bread and “three parts of skilly.”