| roalls davors. Don't him forget! A butcheler artsed out of Cullege | 1 |
| Trainity. Diddled he daddle a drop of the cradler on delight | 2 |
| mebold laddy was stetched? Knit wear? And they addled, (or | 3 |
| ere the cry of their tongues would be uptied dead) Shufflebotham | 4 |
| asidled, plus his ducks fore his drills, an inlay of a liddle more | 5 |
| lining maught be licensed all at ones, be these same tokens, for- | 6 |
| giving a brass rap, sneither a whole length nor a short shift so | 7 |
| full as all were concerned. | 8 |
| Burniface, shiply efter, shoply after, at an angle of lag, let flow, | 9 |
| brabble brabble and brabble, and so hostily, heavyside breathing, | 10 |
| came up with them and, check me joule, shot the three tailors, | 11 |
| butting back to Moyle herring, bump as beam and buttend, roller | 12 |
| and reiter, after the diluv's own deluge, the seasant samped as | 13 |
| skibber breezed in, tripping, dripping, threw the sheets in the | 14 |
| wind, the tights of his trunks at tickle to tackle and his rubmelucky | 15 |
| truss rehorsing the pouffed skirts of his overhawl. He'd left his | 16 |
| stickup in his hand to show them none ill feeling. Whatthough for | 17 |
| all appentices it had a mushroom on it. While he faced them | 18 |
| front to back, Then paraseuls round, quite taken atack, sclaiming, | 19 |
| Howe cools Eavybrolly! | 20 |
Good marrams, sagd he, freshwatties and boasterdes all, as | 21 |
| he put into bierhiven, nogeysokey first, cabootle segund, jilling | 22 |
| to windwards, as he made straks for that oerasound the snarsty weg | 23 |
| for Publin, so was his horenpipe lug in the lee off their mouths | 24 |
| organs, with his tilt too taut for his tammy all a slaunter and his | 25 |
| wigger on a wagger with its tag tucked. Up. With a good easter- | 26 |
| ing and a good westering. And he asked from him how the hitch | 27 |
| did do this my fand sulkers that mone met the Kidballacks which | 28 |
| he suttonly remembered also where the hatch was he endnew | 29 |
| strandweys he's that fond sutchenson, a penincular fraimd of | 30 |
| mind, fordeed he was langseling to talka holt of hems, clown | 31 |
| toff, tye hug fliorten. Cablen: Clifftop. Shelvling tobay oppe- | 32 |
| long tomeadow. Ware cobbles. Posh. | 33 |
Skibbereen has common inn, by pounautique, with poke- | 34 |
| way paw, and sadder raven evermore, telled shinshanks lauwering | 35 |
| frankish for his kicker who, through the medium of gallic | 36 |