| Saint Bowery's-without-his-Walls he came (secunding to the one | 1 |
| one oneth of the propecies, Amnis Limina Permanent) upon the | 2 |
| most unconsciously boggylooking stream he ever locked his | 3 |
| eyes with. Out of the colliens it took a rise by daubing itself Ni- | 4 |
| non. It looked little and it smelt of brown and it thought in nar- | 5 |
| rows and it talked showshallow. And as it rinn it dribbled like any | 6 |
| lively purliteasy: My, my, my! Me and me! Little down dream | 7 |
| don't I love thee! | 8 |
| And, I declare, what was there on the yonder bank of the | 9 |
| stream that would be a river, parched on a limb of the olum, bolt | 10 |
| downright, but the Gripes? And no doubt he was fit to be dried | 11 |
| for why had he not been having the juice of his times? | 12 |
| His pips had been neatly all drowned on him; his polps were | 13 |
| charging odours every older minute; he was quickly for getting | 14 |
| the dresser's desdaign on the flyleaf of his frons; and he was | 15 |
| quietly for giving the bailiff's distrain on to the bulkside of his | 16 |
| cul de Pompe. In all his specious heavings, as be lived by Opti- | 17 |
| mus Maximus, the Mookse had never seen his Dubville brooder- | 18 |
| on-low so nigh to a pickle. | 19 |
| Adrian (that was the Mookse now's assumptinome) stuccstill | 20 |
| phiz-à-phiz to the Gripes in an accessit of aurignacian. But All- | 21 |
| mookse must to Moodend much as Allrouts, austereways or | 22 |
| wastersways, in roaming run through Room. Hic sor a stone, | 23 |
| singularly illud, and on hoc stone Seter satt huc sate which it | 24 |
| filled quite poposterously and by acclammitation to its fullest | 25 |
| justotoryum and whereopum with his unfallable encyclicling | 26 |
| upom his alloilable, diupetriark of the wouest, and the athemyst- | 27 |
| sprinkled pederect he always walked with, Deusdedit, cheek by | 28 |
| jowel with his frisherman's blague? Bellua Triumphanes, his | 29 |
| everyway addedto wallat's collectium, for yea longer he lieved | 30 |
| yea broader he betaught of it, the fetter, the summe and the haul | 31 |
| it cost, he looked the first and last micahlike laicness of Quartus | 32 |
| the Fifth and Quintus the Sixth and Sixtus the Seventh giving | 33 |
| allnight sitting to Lio the Faultyfindth. | 34 |
Good appetite us, sir Mookse! How do you do it? cheeped | 35 |
| the Gripes in a wherry whiggy maudelenian woice and the jack- | 36 |