Uncle Jack (I only met him once and believe he was my great uncle - wish I'd have met him in later life as he was a bit of an engineer/inventor but he died when I was fairly young) who lived in Birstall would have it "Hell, Hull and Hallifax where the devil makes his tin tacks", so yes I believe there are different orderings and variations. Uncle Jack worked as a chauffeur and driver for one of the owners of (here's a word for you maybe") "shoddy mills". This was basically a recycling of the woollen fabrics. My mother's time (b 1935) is obviously later than the industrial revolution but she used to get sent from a very rural part of Shropshire to Yorkshire for part of her school summer holiday. She has commented how much dirtier the air and things to touch (eg. soot on a tree) were even then.