| there is a good in even, Levia, my cheek is a compleet bleenk. | 1 |
| Plumb. Meaning: one two four. Finckers. Up the hind hose of | 2 |
| hizzars. Whereapon our best again to a hundred and eleven ploose | 3 |
| one thousand and one other blessings will now concloose thoose | 4 |
| epoostles to your great kindest, well, for all at trouble to took. | 5 |
| We are all at home in old Fintona, thank Danis, for ourselfsake, | 6 |
| that direst of housebonds, whool wheel be true unto lovesend | 7 |
| so long as we has a pockle full of brass. Impossible to remember | 8 |
| persons in improbable to forget position places. Who would | 9 |
| pellow his head off to conjure up a, well, particularly mean stinker | 10 |
| like funn make called Foon MacCrawl brothers, mystery man of | 11 |
| the pork martyrs? Force in giddersh! Tomothy and Lorcan, the | 12 |
| bucket Toolers, both are Timsons now they've changed their | 13 |
| characticuls during their blackout. Conan Boyles will pudge the | 14 |
| daylives out through him, if they are correctly informed. Music, me | 15 |
| ouldstrow, please! We'll have a brand rehearsal. Fing! One must | 16 |
| simply laugh. Fing him aging! Good licks! Well, this ought to weke | 17 |
| him to make up. He'll want all his fury gutmurdherers to redress | 18 |
| him. Gilly in the gap. The big bad old sprowly all uttering foon! | 19 |
| Has now stuffed last podding. His fooneral will sneak pleace by | 20 |
| creeps o'clock toosday. Kingen will commen. Allso brewbeer. | 21 |
| Pens picture at Manchem House Horsegardens shown in Morn- | 22 |
| ing post as from Boston transcripped. Femelles will be preadam- | 23 |
| inant as from twentyeight to twelve. To hear that lovelade | 24 |
| parson, of case, of a bawl gentlemale, pour forther moracles. Don't | 25 |
| forget! The grand fooneral will now shortly occur. Remember. | 26 |
| The remains must be removed before eaght hours shorp. With | 27 |
| earnestly conceived hopes. So help us to witness to this day to | 28 |
| hand in sleep. From of Mayasdaysed most duteoused. | 29 |
| Well, here's lettering you erronymously anent other clerical | 30 |
| fands allieged herewith. I wisht I wast be that dumb tyke and he'd | 31 |
| wish it was me yonther heel. How about it? The sweetest song | 32 |
| in the world! Our shape as a juvenile being much admired from | 33 |
| the first with native copper locks. Referring to the Married | 34 |
| Woman's Improperty Act a correspondent paints out that the | 35 |
| Swees Aubumn vogue is hanging down straith fitting to her | 36 |