| on. Mirrylamb, she was shuffering all the diseasinesses of the un- | 1 |
| herd of. Mary Louisan Shousapinas! If Arck could no more salve | 2 |
| his agnols from the wiles of willy wooly woolf! If all the airish | 3 |
| signics of her dipandump helpabit from an Father Hogam till | 4 |
| the Mutther Masons could not that Glugg to catch her by the | 5 |
| calour of her brideness! Not Rose, Sevilla nor Citronelle; not | 6 |
| Esmeralde, Pervinca nor Indra; not Viola even nor all of them | 7 |
| four themes over. But, the monthage stick in the melmelode jawr, | 8 |
| I am (twintomine) all thees thing. Up tighty in the front, down | 9 |
| again on the loose, drim and drumming on her back and a pop | 10 |
| from her whistle. What is that, O holytroopers? Isot givin yoe? | 11 |
| Up he stulpled, glee you gees,with search a fling did die near | 12 |
| sea, beamy owen and calmy hugh and if you what you my call for | 13 |
| me I will wishyoumaycull for you. | 14 |
| And they are met, face a facing. They are set, force to force. | 15 |
| And no such Copenhague-Marengo was less so fated for a fall | 16 |
| since in Glenasmole of Smiling Thrushes Patch Whyte passed | 17 |
| O'Sheen ascowl. | 18 |
| Arrest thee, scaldbrother! came the evangelion, sabre accu- | 19 |
| sant, from all Saint Joan's Wood to kill or maim him, and be | 20 |
| dumm but ill s'arrested. Et would proffer to his delected one the | 21 |
| his trifle from the grass. | 22 |
| A space. Who are you? The cat's mother. A time. What do | 23 |
| you lack? The look of a queen. | 24 |
| But what is that which is one going to prehend? Seeks, buzzling | 25 |
| is brains, the feinder. | 26 |
| The howtosayto itiswhatis hemustwhomust worden schall. | 27 |
| A darktongues, kunning. O theoperil! Ethiaop lore, the poor lie. | 28 |
| He askit of the hoothed fireshield but it was untergone into the | 29 |
| matthued heaven. He soughed it from the luft but that bore ne | 30 |
| mark ne message. He luked upon the bloomingrund where ongly | 31 |
| his corns were growning. At last he listed back to beckline how | 32 |
| she pranked alone so johntily. The skand for schooling. | 33 |
| With nought a wired from the wordless either. | 34 |
| Item. He was hardset then. He wented to go (somewhere) while | 35 |
| he was weeting. Utem. He wished to grieve on the good persons, that | 36 |