| scension) how it was forstold for me by brevet for my vacation | 1 |
| in life while possessing stout legs to be disbarred after holy orders | 2 |
| from unnecessary servile work of reckless walking of all sorts for | 3 |
| the relics of my time for otherwise by my so douching I would | 4 |
| get into a blame there where sieves fall out, Excelsior tips the best. | 5 |
| Weak stop work stop walk stop whoak. Go thou this island, one | 6 |
| housesleep there, then go thou other island, two housesleep there, | 7 |
| then catch one nightmaze, then home to dearies. Never back a | 8 |
| woman you defend, never get quit of a friend on whom you | 9 |
| depend never make face to a foe till he's rife and never get stuck | 10 |
| to another man's pfife. Amen; ptah! His hungry will be done! On | 11 |
| the continent as in Eironesia. But believe me in my simplicity I am | 12 |
| awful good, I believe, so I am, at the root of me, praised be right | 13 |
| cheek Discipline! And I can now truthfully declaret before my | 14 |
| Geity's Pantokreator with my fleshfettered palms on the epizzles | 15 |
| of the apossels that I do my reasonabler's best to recite my grocery | 16 |
| beans for mummy mit dummy mot muthar mat bonzar regular, | 17 |
| genuflections enclosed. Hek domov muy, there thou beest on the | 18 |
| hummock, ghee up, ye dog, for your daggily broth, etc., Happy | 19 |
| Maria and Glorious Patrick, etc., etc. In fact, always, have I | 20 |
| believe. Greedo! Her's me hongue! | 21 |
And it is the fullsoot of a tarabred. Yet one minute's ob- | 22 |
| servation, dear dogmestic Shaun, as we point out how you have | 23 |
| while away painted our town a wearing greenridinghued. | 24 |
O murder mere, how did you hear? Shaun replied, smoil- | 25 |
| ing the ily way up his lampsleeve (it just seemed the natural thing | 26 |
| to do), so shy of light was he then. Well, so be it! The gloom hath | 27 |
| rays, her lump is love. And I will confess to have, yes. Your | 28 |
| diogneses is anonest man's. Thrubedore I did! Inditty I did. All lay | 29 |
| I did. Down with the Saozon ruze! And I am afraid it wouldn't | 30 |
| be my first coat's wasting after striding on the vampire and blaz- | 31 |
| ing on the focoal. See! blazing on the focoal. As see! blazing upon | 32 |
| the foe. Like the regular redshank I am. Impregnable as the mule | 33 |
| himself. Somebody may perhaps hint at an aughter impression | 34 |
| of was wrong. No such a thing! You never made a more freud- | 35 |
| ful mistake, excuse yourself! What's pork to you means meat to | 36 |