| bird! From golddawn glory to glowworm gleam. We were | 1 |
| lowquacks did we not tacit turn. Elsewere there here no con- | 2 |
| cern of the Guinnesses. But only the ruining of the rain has | 3 |
| heard. Estout pourporteral! Cracklings cricked. A human pest | 4 |
| cycling (pist!) and recycling (past!) about the sledgy streets, here | 5 |
| he was (pust!) again! Morse nuisance noised. He was loose at | 6 |
| large and (Oh baby!) might be anywhere when a disguised ex- | 7 |
| nun, of huge standbuild and masculine manners in her fairly fat | 8 |
| forties, Carpulenta Gygasta, hattracted hattention by harbitrary | 9 |
| conduct with a homnibus. Aerials buzzed to coastal listeners of | 10 |
| an oertax bror collector's budget, fullybigs, sporran, tie, tuft, | 11 |
| tabard and bloody antichill cloak, its tailor's (Baernfather's) tab | 12 |
| reading V.P.H., found nigh Scaldbrothar's Hole, and divers | 13 |
| shivered to think what kaind of beast, wolves, croppis's or four- | 14 |
| penny friars, had devoured him. C. W. cast wide. Hvidfinns lyk, | 15 |
| drohneth svertgleam, Valkir lockt. On his pinksir's postern, the | 16 |
| boys had it, at Whitweekend had been nailed an inkedup name | 17 |
| and title, inscribed in the national cursives, accelerated, regres- | 18 |
| sive, filiform, turreted and envenomoloped in piggotry: Move | 19 |
| up. Mumpty! Mike room for Rumpty! By order, Nickekellous | 20 |
| Plugg; and this go, no pentecostal jest about it, how gregarious | 21 |
| his race soever or skilful learned wise cunning knowledgable | 22 |
| clear profound his saying fortitudo fraught or prudentiaproven, | 23 |
| were he chief, count, general, fieldmarshal, prince, king or Myles | 24 |
| the Slasher in his person, with a moliamordhar mansion in the | 25 |
| Breffnian empire and a place of inauguration on the hill of Tully- | 26 |
| mongan, there had been real murder, of the rayheallach royghal | 27 |
| raxacraxian variety, the MacMahon chaps, it was, that had done | 28 |
| him in. On the fidd of Verdor the rampart combatants had left | 29 |
| him lion with his dexter handcoup wresterected in a pureede | 30 |
| paumee bloody proper. Indeed not a few thick and thin well- | 31 |
| wishers, mostly of the clontarfminded class, (Colonel John Bawle | 32 |
| O'Roarke, fervxamplus), even ventured so far as to loan or beg | 33 |
| copies of D. Blayncy's trilingual triweekly, Scatterbrains' Aften- | 34 |
| ing Posht,so as to make certain sure onetime and be satisfied of | 35 |
| their quasicontribusodalitarian's having become genuinely quite | 36 |