| catz come buck beques he caudant stail awake) he touched upon | 1 |
| this tree of livings in the middenst of the garerden for inasmuch | 2 |
| as because that he confessed to it on Hillel and down Dalem and | 3 |
| in the places which the lepers inhabit in the place of the stones | 4 |
| and in pontofert jusfuggading amoret now he come to think of it | 5 |
| jolly well ruttengenerously olyovyover the ole blucky shop. Pugger | 6 |
| old Pumpey O'Dungaschiff! There will be a hen collection of him | 7 |
| after avensung on the feld of Hanar. Dumble down, looties and | 8 |
| gengstermen! Dtin, dtin, dtin, dtin!] | 9 |
| | 10 |
| BUTT (with a gisture expansive of Mr Lhugewhite Cadderpollard | 11 |
| with sunflawered beautonhole pulled up point blanck by mailbag | 12 |
| mundaynism at Oldbally Court though the hissindensity buck far | 13 |
| of his melovelance tells how when he was fast marking his first | 14 |
| lord for cremation the whyfe of his bothem was the very lad's thing | 15 |
| to elter his mehind). Prostatates, pujealousties! Dovolnoisers, | 16 |
| prayshyous! Defense in every circumstancias of deboutcheries | 17 |
| no the chaste daffs! I Pack pickets, pioghs and kughs to be palsey- | 18 |
| putred! Be at the peme, prease, of not forgetting or mere betoken | 19 |
| yourself to hother prace! Correct me, pleatze commando, for | 20 |
| cossakes but I abjure of it. No more basquibezigues for this pole | 21 |
| aprican! With askormiles' eskermillas. I had my billyfell of | 22 |
| duckish delights the whole pukny time on rawmeots and juliannes | 23 |
| with their lambstoels in my kiddeneys and my ramsbutter in | 24 |
| their sassenacher ribs, knee her, do her and trey her, when | 25 |
| th'osirian cumb dumb like the whalf on the fiord and we prey- | 26 |
| ing players and pinching peacesmokes, troupkers tomiatskyns | 27 |
| all, for Father Petrie Spence of Parishmoslattary to go and leave | 28 |
| us and the crimsend daun to shellalite on the darkumen (scene | 29 |
| as signed, Slobabogue), feeding and sleeping on the huguenottes | 30 |
| (the snuggest spalniel's where the lieon's tame!) and raiding | 31 |
| revolations over the allbegeneses (sand us and saint us and | 32 |
| sound as agun!). Yet still in all, spit for spat, like we chantied on | 33 |
| Sunda schoon, every warson wearrier kaddies a komnate in | 34 |
| his schnapsack and unlist I am getting foegutfulls of the rugi- | 35 |
| ments of savaliged wildfire I was gamefellow willmate and send | 36 |