| king of all, Pegger Festy, as soon as the outer layer of stuccko- | 1 |
| muck had been removed at the request of a few live jurors, | 2 |
| declared in a loudburst of poesy, through his Brythonic inter- | 3 |
| preter on his oath, mhuith peisth mhuise as fearra bheura muirre | 4 |
| hriosmas, whereas take notice be the relics of the bones of the | 5 |
| story bouchal that was ate be Cliopatrick (the sow) princess | 6 |
| of parked porkers, afore God and all their honours and king's | 7 |
| commons that, what he would swear to the Tierney of Dundal- | 8 |
| gan or any other Tierney, yif live thurkells folloged him about | 9 |
| sure that was no steal and that, nevertheless, what was deposited | 10 |
| from that eyebold earbig noseknaving gutthroat, he did not fire | 11 |
| a stone either before or after he was born down and up to that | 12 |
| time. And, incidentalising that they might talk about Markarthy | 13 |
| or they might walk to Baalastartey or they might join the nabour | 14 |
| party and come on to Porterfeud this the sockdologer had the | 15 |
| neck to endorse with the head bowed on him over his outturned | 16 |
| noreaster by protesting to his lipreaders with a justbeencleaned | 17 |
| barefacedness, abeam of moonlight's hope, in the same trelawney | 18 |
| what he would impart, pleas bench. to the Llwyd Josus and the | 19 |
| gentlemen in Jury's and the four of Masterers who had been all | 20 |
| those yarns yearning for that good one about why he left | 21 |
| Dublin, that, amreeta beaker coddling doom, as an Inishman was | 22 |
| as good as any cantonnatal, if he was to parish by the market steak | 23 |
| before the dorming of the mawn, he skuld never ask to see sight or | 24 |
| light of this world or the other world or any either world, of Tyre- | 25 |
| nan-Og, as true as he was there in that jackabox that minute, or | 26 |
| wield or wind (no thanks t'yous!) the inexousthausthible wassail- | 27 |
| horn tot of iskybaush the hailth up the wailth of the endknown ab- | 28 |
| god of the fire of the moving way of the hawks with his heroes in | 29 |
| Warhorror if ever in all his exchequered career he up or lave a | 30 |
| chancery hand to take or throw the sign of a mortal stick or stone | 31 |
| at man, yoelamb or salvation army either before or after being | 32 |
| puptised down to that most holy and every blessed hour. Here, | 33 |
| upon the halfkneed castleknocker's attempting kithoguishly to | 34 |
| lilt his holymess the paws and make the sign of the Roman God- | 35 |
helic faix, (Xaroshie, zdrst! in his excitement the laddo had | 36 |