| code's proof! The rebald danger with they who would bare white- | 1 |
| ness against me I dismissem from the mind of good. He can tell | 2 |
| such as story to the Twelfth Maligns that my first was a nurss- | 3 |
| maid and her fellower's a willbe perambulatrix. There are twingty | 4 |
| to twangty too thews and leathermail coatschemes penparing to | 5 |
| hostpost for it valinnteerily with my valued fofavour to the post | 6 |
| puzzles deparkment with larch parchels' of presents for future | 7 |
| branch offercings. The green approve the raid! Shaum Baum's | 8 |
| bode he is amustering in the groves while his shool comes merg- | 9 |
| ing along! Want I put myself in their kirtlies I were ayearn to | 10 |
| leap with them and show me too bisextine. Dear and lest I for- | 11 |
| get mergers and bow to you low, marchers! Attemption! What | 12 |
| a mazing month of budsome misses they are making, so wingty- | 13 |
| wish to flit beflore their kin! Attonsure! Ears to hears! The skall | 14 |
| of a gall (for every dime he yawpens that momouth you could | 15 |
| park your ford in it) who has papertreated him into captivities | 16 |
| with his inside man by a hocksheat of starvision for an avrageto- | 17 |
| peace of parchment, cooking up his lenses to be my apoclogypst, | 18 |
| the recreuter of conscraptions, let him be asservent to Kinahaun! | 19 |
| For (peace peace perfectpeace!) I have abwaited me in a water of | 20 |
| Elin and I have placed my reeds intectis before the Registower of | 21 |
| the perception of tribute in the hall of the city of Analbe. How | 22 |
| concerns any merryaunt and hworsoever gravesobbers it is | 23 |
| perensempry sex of fun to help a dazzle off the othour. What for | 24 |
| Mucias and Gracias may the duvlin rape the handsomst! And the | 25 |
| whole mad knightmayers' nest! Tunpother, prison and plotch! | 26 |
| If Y shoulden somewhat, well, I am able to owe it, hearth and chem | 27 |
| ney easy. They seeker for vannflaum all worldins merkins. I'll | 28 |
| eager make lyst turpidump undher arkens. Basast! And if my liti- | 29 |
| gimate was well to wrenn tigtag cackling about it, like the sally | 30 |
| berd she is, to abery ham in the Cutey Strict, (I shall call upon | 31 |
| my first among my lost of lyrars beyond a jingoobangoist, to | 32 |
| overcast her) dismissing mundamanu all the riflings of her vic- | 33 |
| tuum gleaner (my old chuck! she drakes me druck! turning out, | 34 |
| gay at ninety!) and well shoving offa boastonmess like lots wives | 35 |
| does over her handpicked hunsbend, as she would be calling, well, | 36 |