| innocenth eyes. O, felicious coolpose! If all the MacCrawls would | 1 |
| only handle virgils like Armsworks, Limited! That's handsel for | 2 |
| gertles! Never mind Micklemans! Chat us instead! The cad | 3 |
| with the pope's wife, Lily Kinsella, who became the wife of | 4 |
| Mr Sneakers for her good name in the hands of the kissing | 5 |
| solicitor, will now engage in attentions. Just a prinche for to- | 6 |
| night! Pale bellies our mild cure, back and streaky ninepace. | 7 |
| The thicks off Bully's Acre was got up by Sully. The Boot lane | 8 |
| brigade. And she had a certain medicine brought her in a | 9 |
| licenced victualler's bottle. Shame! Thrice shame! We are | 10 |
| advised the waxy is at the present in the Sweeps hospital and | 11 |
| that he may never come out! Only look through your leather- | 12 |
| box one day with P.C.Q. about 4.32 or at 8 and 22.5 with the | 13 |
| quart of scissions masters and clerk and the bevyhum of Marie | 14 |
| Reparatrices for a good allround sympowdhericks purge, full view, | 15 |
| to be surprised to see under the grand piano Lily on the sofa (and | 16 |
| a lady!) pulling a low and then he'd begin to jump a little bit to | 17 |
| find out what goes on when love walks in besides the solicitous | 18 |
| bussness by kissing and looking into a mirror. | 19 |
| That we were treated not very grand when the police and | 20 |
| everybody is all bowing to us when we go out in all directions | 21 |
| on Wanterlond Road with my cubarola glide? And, personably | 22 |
| speaking, they can make their beaux to my alce, as Hillary Allen | 23 |
| sang to the opennine knighters. Item, we never were chained to a | 24 |
| chair, and, bitem, no widower whother soever followed us about | 25 |
| with a fork on Yankskilling Day. Meet a great civilian (proud | 26 |
| lives to him!) who is gentle as a mushroom and a very affectable | 27 |
| when he always sits forenenst us for his wet while to all whom | 28 |
| it may concern Sully is a thug from all he drunk though he is a | 29 |
| rattling fine bootmaker in his profession. Would we were here- | 30 |
| arther to lodge our complaint on sergeant Laraseny in consequence | 31 |
| of which in such steps taken his health would be constably broken | 32 |
| into potter's pance which would be the change of his life by a | 33 |
| Nollwelshian which has been oxbelled out of crispianity. | 34 |
| Well, our talks are coming to be resumed by more polite con- | 35 |
| versation with a huntered persent human over the natural bestness | 36 |