| peraw raw raw reeraw puteters out of Now Sealand in spignt | 1 |
| of the patchpurple of the massacre, a dual a duel to die to | 2 |
| day, goddam and biggod, sticks and stanks, of most of the | 3 |
| Jacobiters. | 4 |
| The bird in the case was Belinda of the Dorans,a more than | 5 |
| quinquegintarian (Terziis prize with Serni medal, Cheepalizzy's | 6 |
| Hane Exposition) and what she was scratching at the hour of | 7 |
| klokking twelve looked for all this zogzag world like a goodish- | 8 |
| sized sheet of letterpaper originating by transhipt from Boston | 9 |
| (Mass.) of the last of the first to Dear whom it proceded to | 10 |
| mention Maggy well & allathome's health well only the hate | 11 |
| turned the mild on the van Houtens and the general's elections | 12 |
| with a lovely face of some born gentleman with a beautiful present | 13 |
| of wedding cakes for dear thankyou Chriesty and with grand | 14 |
| funferall of poor Father Michael don't forget unto life's & Muggy | 15 |
| well how are you Maggy & hopes soon to hear well & must now | 16 |
| close it with fondest to the twoinns with four crosskisses for holy | 17 |
| paul holey comer holipoli whollyisland pee ess from (locust may | 18 |
| eat all but this sign shall they never) affectionate largelooking | 19 |
| tache of tch. The stain, and that a teastain (the overcautelousness | 20 |
| of the masterbilker here, as usual, signing the page away), marked | 21 |
| it off on the spout of the moment as a genuine relique of ancient | 22 |
| Irish pleasant pottery of that lydialike languishing class known as | 23 |
| a hurry-me-o'er-the-hazy. | 24 |
| Why then how? | 25 |
| Well, almost any photoist worth his chemicots will tip anyone | 26 |
| asking him the teaser that if a negative of a horse happens to melt | 27 |
| enough while drying, well, what you do get is, well, a positively | 28 |
| grotesquely distorted macromass of all sorts of horsehappy values | 29 |
| and masses of meltwhile horse. Tip. Well, this freely is what | 30 |
| must have occurred to our missive (there's a sod of a turb for | 31 |
| you! please wisp off the grass!) unfilthed from the boucher by | 32 |
| the sagacity of a lookmelittle likemelong hen. Heated residence | 33 |
| in the heart of the orangeflavoured mudmound had partly ob- | 34 |
| literated the negative to start with, causing some features pal- | 35 |
| pably nearer your pecker to be swollen up most grossly while | 36 |