roast perus,) or a stinger, he sagd, t. d., on a doroughbread ken- | 1 |
nedy's for Patriki San Saki on svo fro or my old relogion's out | 2 |
of tiempor and when I'm soured to the tipple you can sink me | 3 |
lead, he sagd, and, if I get can, sagd he, a pusspull of tomtar- | 4 |
tarum. Thirst because homing hand give. Allkey dallkey, sayd | 5 |
the shop's housebound, for he was as deep as the north star (and | 6 |
could tolk sealer's solder into tankar's tolder) as might have sayd | 7 |
every man to his beast, and a treat for the trading scow, my cater | 8 |
million falls to you and crop feed a stall! Afram. And he got and | 9 |
gave the ekspedient for Hombreyhambrey wilcomer what's the | 10 |
good word. He made the sign on the feaster. Cloth be laid! And | 11 |
a disk of osturs for the swanker! Allahballah! He was the care- | 12 |
lessest man I ever see but he sure had the most sand. One fish- | 13 |
ball with fixings! For a dan of a ven of a fin of a son of a gun of | 14 |
a gombolier. Ekspedient, sayd he, sonnur mine, Shackleton Sul- | 15 |
ten! Opvarts and at ham, or this ogry Osler will oxmaul us all, | 16 |
sayd he, like one familiar to the house, while Waldemar was | 17 |
heeling it and Maldemaer was toeing it, soe syg he was walking | 18 |
from the bowl at his food and the meer crank he was waiting for | 19 |
the tow of his turn. Till they plied him behaste on the fare. Say | 20 |
wehrn! | 21 |
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minded first breachesmaker with considerable way on and | 23 |
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the curter. | 25 |
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they thricetold the taler and they knew the whyed for too. The | 27 |
because of his sosuch. Uglymand fit himshemp but throats fill us | 28 |
all! And three's here's for repeat of the unium! Place the scaurs | 29 |
wore on your groot big bailey bill, he apullajibed, the O'Colonel | 30 |
Power, latterly distented from the O'Conner Dan, so promonitory | 31 |
himself that he was obliffious of the headth of hosth that rosed | 32 |
before him, from Sheeroskouro, under its zembliance of mardal | 33 |
mansk, like a dun darting dullemitter, with his moultain haares | 34 |
stuck in plostures upon it, (do you kend yon peak with its coast so | 35 |
green?) still trystfully acape for her his gragh knew well in pre- | 36 |