| selfdom (murky whey, abstrew adim!) in the higherdimissional | 1 |
| selfless Allself, theemeeng Narsty meetheeng Idoless, and telling | 2 |
| Jolly MacGolly, dear mester John, the belated dishevelled, hack- | 3 |
| ing away at a parchment pied, and all the other analist, the | 4 |
| steamships ant the ladies'foursome, ovenfor, nedenfor, dinkety, | 5 |
| duk, downalupping, (how long tandem !) like a foreretyred schoon- | 6 |
| masters, and their pair of green eyes and peering in, so they say, like | 7 |
| the narcolepts on the lakes of Coma, through the steamy win- | 8 |
| dows, into the honeymoon cabins, on board the big steamadories, | 9 |
| made by Fumadory, and the saloon ladies' madorn toilet chambers | 10 |
| lined over prawn silk and rub off the salty catara off a windows | 11 |
| and, hee hee, listening, qua committe, the poor old quakers, oben | 12 |
| the dure, to see all the hunnishmooners and the firstclass ladies, | 13 |
| serious me, a lass spring as you fancy, and sheets far from the lad, | 14 |
| courting in blankets, enfamillias, and, shee shee, all improper, in a | 15 |
| lovely mourning toilet, for the rosecrumpler, the thrilldriver, the | 16 |
| sighinspirer, with that olive throb in his nude neck, and, swayin | 17 |
| and thayin, thanks ever so much for the tiny quote, which sought | 18 |
| of maid everythingling again so very much more delightafellay, | 19 |
| and the perfidly suite of her, bootyfilly yours, under all their | 20 |
| familiarities, by preventing grace, forgetting to say their grace be- | 21 |
| fore chambadory, before going to boat with the verges of the | 22 |
| chaptel of the opering of the month of Nema Knatut, so pass the | 23 |
| poghue for grace sake. Amen. And all, hee hee hee, quaking, so | 24 |
| fright, and, shee shee, shaking. Aching. Ay, ay. | 25 |
|     For it was then a pretty thing happened of pure diversion | 26 |
| mayhap, when his flattering hend, at the justright moment, like | 27 |
| perchance some cook of corage might clip the lad on a poot of | 28 |
| porage handshut his duckhouse, the vivid girl, deaf with love, | 29 |
| (ah sure, you know her, our angel being, one of romance's fade- | 30 |
| less wonderwomen, and, sure now, we all know you dote on | 31 |
| her even unto date!) with a queeleetlecree of joysis crisis she | 32 |
| renulited their disunited, with ripy lepes to ropy lopes (the dear | 33 |
| o'dears!) and the golden importunity of aloofer's leavetime, | 34 |
| when,as quick,is greased pigskin, Amoricas Champius, with one | 35 |
| aragan throust, druve the massive of virilvigtoury flshpst the | 36 |