| bic bugles, hot to run him, given law, on a scent breasthigh, | 1 |
| keen for the worry. View! From his holt outratted across the | 2 |
| Juletide's genial corsslands of Humfries Chase from Mullinahob | 3 |
| and Peacockstown, then bearing right upon Tankardstown, the | 4 |
| outlier, a white noelan which Mr Loewensteil Fitz Urse's basset | 5 |
| beaters had first misbadgered for a bruin of some swart, led | 6 |
| bayers the run, then through Raystown and Horlockstown and, | 7 |
| louping the loup, to Tankardstown again. Ear canny hare for | 8 |
| doubling through Cheeverstown they raced him, through | 9 |
| Loughlinstown and Nutstown to wind him by the Boolies. But | 10 |
| from the good turn when he last was lost, check, upon Ye Hill | 11 |
| of Rut in full winter coat with ticker pads, pointing for his room- | 12 |
| ing house his old nordest in his rolltoproyal hessians a deaf fuch- | 13 |
| ser's volponism hid him close in covert, miraculously ravenfed | 14 |
| and buoyed up, in rumer, reticule, onasum and abomasum, upon | 15 |
| (may Allbrewham have his mead!) the creamclotted sherriness of | 16 |
| cinnamon syllabub, Mikkelraved, Nikkelsaved. Hence hounds | 17 |
| hied home. Preservative perseverance in the reeducation of his | 18 |
| intestines was the rebuttal by whilk he sort of git the big bulge | 19 |
| on the whole bunch of spasoakers, dieting against glues and gra- | 20 |
| vies, in that sometime prestreet protown. Vainly violence, viru- | 21 |
| lence and vituperation sought wellnigh utterly to attax and a- | 22 |
| bridge, to derail and depontify, to enrate and inroad, to ongoad | 23 |
| and unhume the great shipping mogul and underlinen overlord. | 24 |
| But the spoil of hesitants, the spell of hesitency. His atake is | 25 |
| it ashe, tittery taw tatterytail, hasitense humponadimply, heyhey- | 26 |
| heyhey a winceywencky. | 27 |
| Assembly men murmured. Reynard is slow! | 28 |
| One feared for his days. Did there yawn? 'Twas his stom- | 29 |
| mick. Eruct? The libber. A gush? From his visuals. Pung? De- | 30 |
| livver him, orelode! He had laid violent hands on himself, it was | 31 |
| brought in Fugger's Newsletter, lain down, all in,fagged out, | 32 |
| with equally melancholy death. For the triduum of Saturnalia | 33 |
| his goatservant had paraded hiz willingsons in the Forum while | 34 |
| the jenny infanted the lass to be greeted raucously (the Yardstat- | 35 |
| ed) with houx and epheus and measured with missiles too from | 36 |