| enjoyable of our mounding's mass, now Wallinstone national | 1 |
| museum, with, in some greenish distance, the charmful water- | 2 |
| loose country and the two quitewhite villagettes who hear show | 3 |
| of themselves so gigglesomes minxt the follyages, the prettilees! | 4 |
| Penetrators are permitted into the museomound free. Welsh and | 5 |
| the Paddy Patkinses, one shelenk! Redismembers invalids of old | 6 |
| guard find poussepousse pousseypram to sate the sort of their butt. | 7 |
| For her passkey supply to the janitrix, the mistress Kathe. Tip. | 8 |
|     This the way to the museyroom. Mind your hats goan in! | 9 |
| Now yiz are in the Willingdone Museyroom. This is a Prooshi- | 10 |
| ous gunn. This is a ffrinch. Tip. This is the flag of the Prooshi- | 11 |
| ous, the Cap and Soracer. This is the bullet that byng the flag of | 12 |
| the Prooshious. This is the ffrinch that fire on the Bull that bang | 13 |
| the flag of the Prooshious. Saloos the Crossgunn! Up with your | 14 |
| pike and fork! Tip. (Bullsfoot! Fine!) This is the triplewon hat of | 15 |
| Lipoleum. Tip. Lipoleumhat. This is the Willingdone on his | 16 |
| same white harse, the Cokenhape. This is the big Sraughter Wil- | 17 |
| lingdone, grand and magentic in his goldtin spurs and his ironed | 18 |
| dux and his quarterbrass woodyshoes and his magnate's gharters | 19 |
| and his bangkok's best and goliar's goloshes and his pullupon- | 20 |
| easyan wartrews. This is his big wide harse. Tip. This is the three | 21 |
| lipoleum boyne grouching down in the living detch. This is an | 22 |
| inimyskilling inglis, this is a scotcher grey, this is a davy, stoop- | 23 |
| ing. This is the bog lipoleum mordering the lipoleum beg. A | 24 |
| Gallawghurs argaumunt. This is the petty lipoleum boy that | 25 |
| was nayther bag nor bug. Assaye, assaye! Touchole Fitz Tuo- | 26 |
| mush. Dirty MacDyke. And Hairy O'Hurry. All of them | 27 |
| arminus-varminus. This is Delian alps. This is Mont Tivel, | 28 |
| this is Mont Tipsey, this is the Grand Mons Injun. This is the | 29 |
| crimealine of the alps hooping to sheltershock the three lipoleums. | 30 |
| This is the jinnies with their legahorns feinting to read in their | 31 |
| handmade's book of stralegy while making their war undisides | 32 |
| the Willingdone. The jinnies is a cooin her hand and the jinnies is | 33 |
| a ravin her hair and the Willingdone git the band up. This is big | 34 |
| Willingdone mormorial tallowscoop Wounderworker obscides | 35 |
| on the flanks of the jinnies. Sexcaliber hrosspower. Tip. This | 36 |