stupendous. To be continued. Federals' Uniteds' Tra
nsports' Unions' for
Exultations' of Triumphants' Ecstasies.
But resuming inquiries. Will it ever be next mornin
g the postal
unionist's (officially called carrier's, Letters Sc
otch, Limited) strange
fate (Fierceendgiddyex he's hight, d.e., the losel
that hucks around
missivemaids' gummibacks) to hand in a huge chain e
nvelope, written
in seven divers stages of ink, from blanchessance t
o lavandaiette, every
pothook and pancrook bespaking the wisherwife, supe
rscribed and
subpencilled by yours A Laughable Party, with after
wite, S.A.G., to
Hyde and Cheek, Edenberry, Dubblenn, WC? Will whate
ver will be
written in lappish language with inbursts of Maggye
r always seem
semposed, black looking white and white guarding bl
ack, in that
siamixed twoatalk used twist stern swift and jolly
roger? Will it bright
upon us, nightle, and we plunging to our plight? We
ll, it might now,
mircle, so it light. Always and ever till Cox's wif
e, twice Mrs Hahn,
pokes her beak into the matter with Owen K. after h
er, to see whawa
smutter after, will this kiribis pouch filled with
litterish fragments lurk
dormant in the paunch of that halpbrother of a herm
, a pillarbox?
The coffin, a triumph of the illusionist's art, at
first blench naturally
taken for a handharp (it is handwarp to tristinguis
h jubabe from jabule
or either from tubote when all three have just been
invened) had been
removed from the hardware premises of Oetzmann and
Nephew, a noted
house of the gonemost west, which in the natural co
urse of all things
continues to supply funeral requisites of every nee
ded description. Why
needed, though? Indeed needed (wouldn't you feel li
ke rattanfowl if you
hadn't the oscar!) because the flash brides or brid
e in their lily boleros
one games with at the Nivynubies' finery ball and y
our upright grooms
that always come right up with you (and by jingo wh
en they do!) what
else in this mortal world, now ours, when meet ther
e night, mid their
nackt, me there naket, made their nought the hour s
trikes, would bring
them rightcame back in the flesh, thumbs down, to t
heir orses and their
hashes.
To proceed. We might leave that nitrience of oxagia
nts to take its
free of the air and just analectralyse that very ch
ymerical combination,
the gasbag where the warderworks. And try to pour s
omour heiterscene
up thealmostfere. In the bottled heliose case conti
nuing, Long Lally
Tobkids, the special, sporting a fine breast of med
als, and a
conscientious scripturereader to boot in the brick
and tin choorch round
the coroner, swore like a Norewheezian tailliur on
the stand before the
proper functionary that he was up against a right q
uerrshnorrt of a mand
in the butcher of the blues who, he guntinued, on l
ast epening after
delivering some carcasses mattonchepps and meatjute
s on behalf of
Messrs Otto Sands and Eastman, Limericked, Victuall
ers, went and,
with his unmitigated astonissment, hickicked at the
dun and dorass
against all the runes and, when challenged about th
e pretended hick (it
was kickup and down with him) on his solemn by the
imputant imputed,
said simply: I appop pie oath, Phillyps Captain. Yo
u did, as I sostressed
before. You are deepknee in error, sir, Madam Tomki
ns, let me then tell
you, replied with a gentlewomanly salaam MackPartla
nd, (the
meatman's family, and the oldest in the world excep
t nick, name.) And
Phelps was flayful with his peeler. But his phizz f
ell.
Now to the obverse. From velveteens to dimities is
barely a
fivefinger span and hence these camelback excesses
are thought to have
been instigated by one or either of the causing cau
ses of all, those rushy
hollow heroines in their skirtsleeves, be she magre
tta be she the posque.
Oh! Oh! Because it is a horrible thing to have to s
ay to say to day but
one dilalah, Lupita Lorette, shortly after in a fit
of the unexpectednesses
drank carbolic with all her dear placid life before
her and paled off
while the other soiled dove that's her sister-in-lo
ve, Luperca Latouche,
finding one day while dodging chores that she strip
ped teasily for
binocular man and that her jambs were jimpjoyed to
see each other, the
nautchy girly soon found her fruitful hat too small
for her and rapidly
taking time, look, she rapidly took to necking, par
tying and selling her
spare favours in the haymow or in lumber closets or
in the greenawn
ad
huck
(there are certain intimacies in all ladies' lavas
tories we just lease
to imagination) or in the sweet churchyard close it
self for a bit of soft
coal or an array of thin trunks, serving whom in fi
ne that same hot
coney
a la Zingara
which our own little Graunya of the chilired cheek
s
dished up to the greatsire of Oscar, that son of a
Coole. Houri of the
coast of emerald, arrah of the lacessive poghue, As
lim-all-Muslim, the
resigned to her surrender, did not she, come leinst
er's even, true dotter
of a dearmud, (her pitch was Forty Steps and his pe
rch old Cromwell's
Quarters) with so valkirry a licence as sent many a
poor pucker packing
to perdition, again and again, ay, and again sfidar
e him, tease fido, eh
tease fido, eh eh tease fido, toos topples topple,
stop, dug of a dog of a
dgiaour, ye! Angealousmei! And did not he, like Arc
oforty, farfar off
Bissavolo, missbrand her behaveyous with iridescent
huecry of down
right mean false sop lap sick dope? Tawfulsdreck! A
reine of the shee, a
shebeen quean, a queen of pranks. A kingly man, of
royal mien, regally
robed, exalted be his glory! So gave so take: Now n
ot, not now! He
would just a min. Suffering trumpet! He thought he
want. Whath? Hear,
O hear, living of the land! Hungreb, dead era, hark
! He hea, eyes
ravenous on her lippling lills. He hear her voi of
day gon by. He hears!
Zay, zay, zay! But, by the beer of his profit, he c
annot answer.
Upterputty till rise and shine! Nor needs none shaf
t ne stele from
Phenicia or Little Asia to obelise on the spout, ne
ither pobalclock
neither folksstone, nor sunkenness in Tomar's Wood
to bewray how
erpressgangs score off the rued. The mouth that tel
ls not will ever attract
the unthinking tongue and so long as the obseen dra
ws theirs which hear
not so long till allearth's dumbnation shall the bl
ind lead the deaf.
Tatcho, tawney yeeklings! The column of lumps lends
the pattrin of the
leaves behind us. If violence to life, limb and cha
ttels, often as not, has
been the expression, direct or through an agent mal
e, of womanhid
offended, (ah! ah!), has not levy of black mail fro
m the times the fairies
were in it, and fain for wilde erthe blothoms follo
wed an impressive
private reputation for whispered sins?
Now by memory inspired, turn wheel again to the who
le of the wall.
Where Gyant Blyant fronts Peannlueamoore There was
once upon a
wall and a hooghoog wall a was and such a wallhole
did exist. Ere ore
or ire in Aaarlund. Or you Dair's Hair or you Diggi
n Mosses or your
horde of orts and oriorts to garble a garthen of Od
in and the lost
paladays when all the eddams ended with aves. Armen
? The doun is
theirs and still to see for menags if he strikes a
lousaforitch and we'll
come to those baregazed shoeshines if you just shoo
dov a second. And
let oggs be good old gaggles and Isther Estarr play
Yesther Asterr. In
the drema of Sorestost Areas, Diseased. A stonehing
ed gate then was
for another thing while the suroptimist had bought
and enlarged that
shack under fair rental of one yearlyng sheep, (pri
me) value of sixpence,
and one small yearlyng goat (cadet) value of eightp
ence, to grow old
and happy (hogg it and kidd him) for the reminants
of his years; and
when everything was got up for the purpose he put a
n applegate on the
place by no means as some pretext a bedstead in loo
thereof to keep out
donkeys (the pigdirt hanging from the jags to this
hour makes that clear)
and just thenabouts the iron gape, by old custom le
ft open to prevent the
cats from getting at the gout, was triplepatlockt o
n him on purpose by
his faithful poorters to keep him inside probably a
nd possibly enaunter
he felt like sticking out his chest too far and tem
pting gracious
providence by a stroll on the peoplade's eggday, un
used as he was yet to
being freely clodded.
O, by the by, lets wee brag of praties, it ought to
be always
remembered in connection with what has gone before
that there was a
northroomer, Herr Betreffender, out for his zimmer
holedigs, digging in
number 32 at the Rum and Puncheon (Branch of Dirty
Dick's free
house) in Laxlip (where the Sockeye Sammons were st
opping at the
time orange fasting) prior to that, a Kommerzial (G
orbotipacco, he was
wreaking like Zentral Oylrubber) from Osterich, the
U.S.E. paying
(Gaul save the mark!) 11/- in the week (Gosh, these
wholly romads!) of
conscience money in the first deal of Yuly wheil he
was, swishing
beesnest with blessure, and swobbing broguen eeries
h myth
brockendootsch, making his reporterage on Der Fall
Adams for the
Frankofurto Siding, a Fastland payrodicule, and er,
consstated that one
had on him the Lynn O'Brien, meltoned lammswolle, d
isturbed, and
wider he might the same zurichschicken other he wou
ld, with tosend
and obertosend tonnowatters, one monkey's damages b
ecome. Now you
must know, franksman, to make a heart of glass, tha
t the game of gaze
and bandstand butchery was merely a Patsy O'Strap t
issue of threats and
obuses such as roebucks raugh at pinnacle's peak an
d after this sort.
Humphrey's unsolicited visitor, Davy or Titus, on a
burgley's clan
march from the middle west, a hikely excellent crud
e man about road
who knew his Bullfoost Mountains like a starling bi
erd, after doing a
long dance untidled to Cloudy Green, deposend his b
ockstump on the
waityoumaywantme, after having blew some quaker's (
for you! Oates!)
in through the houseking's keyhole to attract atten
tion, bleated through
the gale outside which the tairor of his clothes wa
s hogcallering, first, be
the hirsuiter, that he would break his bulsheywigge
r's head for him,
next, be the heeltapper, that he would break the ga
ge over his
lankyduckling head the same way he would crack a nu
t with a
monkeywrench and, last of all, be the stirabouter,
that he would give
him his (or theumperom's or anybloody else's) thick
erthanwater to drink
and his bleday steppebrodhar's into the bucket. He
demanded more
wood alcohol to pitch in with, alleging that his gr
anfather's was all taxis
and that it was only after ten o'connell, and this
his isbar was a public
oven for the sake of irsk irskusky, and then, not e
asily discouraged,
opened the wrathfloods of his atillarery and went o
n at a wicked rate,
weathering against him in mooxed metaphores from el
even thirty to two
in the afternoon without even a luncheonette interv
al for House, son of
Clod, to come out, you jewbeggar, to be Executed Am
en. Earwicker,
that patternmind, that paradigmatic ear, receptoret
entive as his of
Dionysius, longsuffer ing although whitening under
restraint in the
sititout corner of his conservatory, behind famineb
uilt walls, his
thermos flask and ripidian flabel by his side and a
walrus whiskerbristle
for a tuskpick, compiled, while he mourned the flig
ht of his wild
guineese, a long list (now feared in part lost) to
be kept on file of all
abusive names he was called (we have been compelled
for the
rejoicement of foinne loidies ind the humours of Mi
lltown etcetera by
Josephine Brewster in the collision known as Contra
stations with
Inkermann and so on and sononward, lacies in loo wa
ter, flee, celestials,
one clean turv):
Firstnighter, Informer, Old Fruit, Yellow Whigger,
Wheatears, Goldy Geit, Bogside Beauty, Yass We've H
ad His Badannas,

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