| as far as come back under all my eyes like my sapphire chap- | 1 |
| lets of ringarosary I will say for you to the Allmichael and | 2 |
| solve qui pu while the dovedoves pick my mouthbuds (msch! | 3 |
| msch!) with nurse Madge, my linkingclass girl, she's a fright, | 4 |
| poor old dutch, in her sleeptalking when I paint the measles | 5 |
| on her and mudstuskers to make her a man. We. We. Issy | 6 |
| done that, I confesh! But you'll love her for her hessians | 7 |
| and sickly black stockies, cleryng's jumbles, salvadged from | 8 |
| the wash, isn't it the cat's tonsils! Simply killing, how she | 9 |
| tidies her hair! I call her Sosy because she's sosiety for me | 10 |
| and she says sossy while I say sassy and she says will | 11 |
| you have some more scorns while I say won't you take a few | 12 |
| more schools and she talks about ithel dear while I simply | 13 |
| never talk about athel darling; she's but nice for enticing my | 14 |
| friends and she loves your style considering she breaksin me | 15 |
| shoes for me when I've arch trouble and she would kiss my | 16 |
| white arms for me so gratefully but apart from that she's | 17 |
| terribly nice really, my sister, round the elbow of Erne street | 18 |
| Lower and I'll be strictly forbidden always and true in my own | 19 |
| way and private where I will long long to betrue you along with | 20 |
| one who will so betrue you that not once while I betreu him not | 21 |
| once well he be betray himself. Can't you understand? O bother, | 22 |
| I must tell the trouth! My latest lad's loveliletter I am sore I done | 23 |
| something with. I like him lots coss he never cusses. Pity bon- | 24 |
| hom. Pip pet. I shouldn't say he's pretty but I'm cocksure he's | 25 |
| shy. Why I love taking him out when I unletched his cordon | 26 |
| gate. Ope, Jack, and atem! Obealbe myodorers and he dote so. | 27 |
| He fell for my lips, for my lisp, for my lewd speaker. I felt for | 28 |
| his strength, his manhood, his do you mind? There can be no | 29 |
| candle to hold to it, can there? And, of course, dear professor, I | 30 |
| understand. You can trust me that though I change thy name | 31 |
| though not the letter never while I become engaged with my | 32 |
| first horsepower, masterthief of hearts, I will give your lovely | 33 |
| face of mine away, my boyish bob, not for tons of donkeys, to | 34 |
| my second mate, with the twirlers the engineer of the passio- | 35 |
| flower (O the wicked untruth! whot a tell! that he has bought | 36 |