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blackfaced connemaras not of the fold but elder children of his1
household, his most besetting of ideas ( pace his twolve predama-2
nant passions) being the formation, as in more favoured climes,3
where the Meadow of Honey is guestfriendly and the Mountain4
of Joy receives, of a truly criminal stratum, Ham's cribcracking5
yeggs, thereby at last eliminating from all classes and masses with6
directly derivative decasualisation: sigarius (sic!) vindicat urbes7
terrorum (sicker!): and so, to mark a bank taal she arter, the8
obedience of the citizens elp the ealth of the ole.9
    Now gode. Let us leave theories there and return to here's here. 10
Now hear. 'Tis gode again. The teak coffin, Pughglasspanelfitted,11
feets to the east, was to turn in later, and pitly patly near the12
porpus, materially effecting the cause. And this, liever, is the13
thinghowe. Any number of conservative public bodies, through14
a number of select and other committees having power to add to15
their number, before voting themselves and himself, town, port16
and garrison, by a fit and proper resolution, following a koorts17
order of the groundwet, once for all out of plotty existence, as18
a forescut, so you maateskippey might to you cuttinrunner on a19
neuw pack of klerds, made him, while his body still persisted,20
their present of a protem grave in Moyelta of the best Lough21
Neagh pattern, then as much in demand among misonesans as22
the Isle of Man today among limniphobes. Wacht even! It was23
in a fairly fishy kettlekerry, after the Fianna's foreman had taken24
his handful, enriched with ancient woods and dear dutchy deep-25
linns mid which were an old knoll and a troutbeck, vainyvain of26
her osiery and a chatty sally with any Wilt or Walt who would27
ongle her as Izaak did to the tickle of his rod and watch her28
waters of her sillying waters of and there now brown peater29
arripple (may their quilt gild lightly over his somnolulutent30
form!) Whoforyou lies his last, by the wrath of Bog, like the31
erst curst Hun in the bed of his treubleu Donawhu.32
    Best. This wastohavebeen underground heaven, or mole's 33
paradise which was probably also an inversion of a phallopharos,34
intended to foster wheat crops and to ginger up tourist trade35
(its architecht, Mgr Peurelachasse, having been obcaecated lest36