| pence, some rhino, rhine, O joyoust rhine, was handled over spon- | 1 |
| daneously by me (and bundle end to my illwishers' Miss Anders! | 2 |
| she woor her wraith of ruins the night she lost I left!) in the ligname | 3 |
| of Mr van Howten of Tredcastles, Clowntalkin, timbreman, among | 4 |
| my prodigits nabobs and navious of every subscription entitled | 5 |
| the Bois in the Boscoor, our evicted tenemants. What I say is (and | 6 |
| I am noen roehorn or culkilt permit me to tell you, if uninformed), | 7 |
| I never spont it. Nor have I the ghuest of innation on me the way | 8 |
| to. It is my rule so. It went anyway like hot pottagebake. And | 9 |
| this brings me to my fresh point. Quoniam, I am as plain as | 10 |
| portable enveloped, inhowmuch, you will now parably receive, | 11 |
| care of one of Mooseyeare Goonness's registered andouterthus | 12 |
| barrels. Quick take um whiffat andrainit. Now! | 13 |
So vi et! we responded. Song! Shaun, song! Have mood! | 14 |
| Hold forth! | 15 |
I apologuise, Shaun began, but I would rather spinooze | 16 |
| you one from the grimm gests of Jacko and Esaup, fable one, | 17 |
| feeble too. Let us here consider the casus, my dear little cousis | 18 |
| (husstenhasstencaffincoffintussemtossemdamandamnacosaghcusa- | 19 |
| ghhobixhatouxpeswchbechoscashlcarcarcaract) of the Ondt and | 20 |
| the Gracehoper. | 21 |
| The Gracehoper was always jigging ajog, hoppy on akkant | 22 |
| of his joyicity, (he had a partner pair of findlestilts to supplant | 23 |
| him), or, if not, he was always making ungraceful overtures to | 24 |
| Floh and Luse and Bienie and Vespatilla to play pupa-pupa and | 25 |
| pulicy-pulicy and langtennas and pushpygyddyum and to com- | 26 |
| mence insects with him, there mouthparts to his orefice and his | 27 |
| gambills to there airy processes, even if only in chaste, ameng | 28 |
| the everlistings, behold a waspering pot. He would of curse | 29 |
| melissciously, by his fore feelhers, flexors, contractors, depres- | 30 |
| sors and extensors, lamely, harry me, marry me, bury me, bind | 31 |
| me, till she was puce for shame and allso fourmish her in Spin- | 32 |
| ner's housery at the earthsbest schoppinhour so summery as his | 33 |
| cottage, which was cald fourmillierly Tingsomingenting, groped | 34 |
| up. Or, if he was always striking up funny funereels with Bester- | 35 |
| farther Zeuts, the Aged One, With all his wigeared corollas, albe- | 36 |