by James Joyce
a gouvernament job. All moanday, tearsday,
wailsday, thumpsday, frightday, shatterday till
the fear of the Law. Look at this twitches!
He was quisquis, floored on his plankraft of
shittim wood. Look at him! Sink deep or
touch not the Cartesian spring! Want more
ashes, griper? How diesmal he was lying low
on his rawside laying siege to goblin castle.
And, bezouts that, how hyenesmeal he was
laying him long on his laughside lying sack
to croakpartridge. (Be thou wars Rolaf’s intes-
1 And she had to seek a pond’s apeace to salve her suiterkins.
Sued!
2 Excuse theyre christianbrothers irish?
3 When she tripped against the briery bush he profused her
allover with
curtsey flowers.
4 A nastilow disigraible game.
5 Dear old Erosmas. Very glad you are going to Penmark. Write to
the
corner. Grunny Grant.
tions, quoths the Bhagavat biskop Leech) Ann
WHEN THE
opes tipoo soon ear! If you could me lendtill
ANSWERER
Ensouling Fe-
my pascol’s kondyl, sahib, and the price of a
IS A LEMAN.
male Sustains
plate of poultice. Punked. With best apolojigs
ALL SQUARE
Agonising Over-
and merrymoney thanks to self for all the
AND
man.
clerricals and again begs guerdon for bistris-
Sesama to the
pissing on your bunificence. Well wiggy-
Rescues. The
wiggywagtail, and how are you,yaggy? With
Key Signature.
a capital Tea for Thirst. From here Buvard to
dear Picuchet. Blott.
Now, (peel your eyes, my gins, and brush
your saton hat, me elementator joyclid, son of
a Butt ! She’s mine, Jow low jure, 1 be Skibber-
ing’s eagles, sweet tart of Whiteknees Arch-
way) watch him, having caught at the bi-
furking calamum in his bolsillos, the onelike
underworp he had ever funnet without diffi-
cultads, the aboleshqvick, signing away in
happinext complete, (Exquisite Game of in-
spiration! I always adored your hand. So could
I too and without the scrope of a pen. Ohr for
oral, key for crib, olchedolche and a lunge ad
lib. Can you write us a last line? From Smith-
Jones-Orbison?) intrieatedly in years, jirry-
alimpaloop. And i Romain, hup u bn gd grl. 2
Unds alws my thts. To fallthere at bare feet
hurryaswormarose. Two dies of one raffle-
ment. Eche bennyache. Outstamp and dis-
tribute him at the expanse of his society. To
be continued. Anon.
And ook, ook, ook,fanky! All the charic-
tures 3 in the drame! This is how San holy-
1 I loved to see the Macbeths Jerseys knacking spots of the Plumpduffs
Pants.
2 Lifp year fends you all and moe, fouvenirs foft as fummer fnow, fweet
willings and forget-uf-knots.
3 Gag his tubes yourself.
Force Centres of
polypools. And this, pardonsky! is the way
ACCORDING
the Fire Serpen
Romeopullupalleaps. 1 Pose the pen, man,
TO COCKER.
ine: heart,
way me does. Way ole missa vellatooth fust
TROTHBLOWERS.
throat, navel,
show me how. Fourth power to her illpogue !
FIG AND
spleen, sacral,
Bould strokes for your life ! Tip ! This is Steal,
THISTLE
fontanella, inter-
this is Barke, this is Starn, this is Swhipt, this is
PLOT A PIG
temporal eye.
Wiles, this is Pshaw, this is Doubbllinnbbay-
AND WHISTLE.
Conception of the
yates. 2 This is brave Danny weeping his spache
Compromise and
for the popers. This is cool Connolly wiping
Finding of a
his hearth with brave Danny. And this, regard !
Formula.
how Chawleses Skewered parparaparnelligoes
Ideal Present
between brave Danny boy and the Connolly.
Alone Produces
Upanishadem! Top. Spoken hath L’arty Ma-
Real Future.
gory. Eregobragh. Prouf! 3
And Kev was wreathed with his pother.
But, (that Jacoby feeling again. for fore-
bitten fruit and, my Georgeous, Kevvy too he
just loves his puppadums, I judge !) after all his
autocratic writings of paraboles of famellicurbs
and meddlied muddlingisms, thee faroots hof
cullchaw end ate citrawn woodint wun able
rep of the triperforator awlrite blast through
his pergaman hit him where he lived and do for
the blessted selfchuruls, what I think, smarter
like it done for a manny another unpious of
the hairydary quare quandary firstings till at
length, you one bladdy bragger, by mercy-
stroke he measured his earth anyway? could
not but recken in his adder’s badder cadder
way our frankson who, to be plain, he fight
him all time twofeller longa kill dead finish
bloody face blong you, was misocain. Wince
1 He, angel that I thought him, and he not aebel to speel eelyotripes.,
Mr
Tellibly Divilcult!
2 When the dander rattles how the peacocks prance!
3 The Brownes de Browne - Browne of Castlehacknolan.
wan’s won! Rip! 1 And his countinghands
WITH EBONISER.
Service super-
rose.
IN PIX.
seding self.
Formalisa. Loves deathhow simple!
EUCHRE
Catastrophe and
Slutningsbane. 2
RISK, MERCI BUCKUP, AND
Anabasis.
Thanks eversore much, Pointcarried ! I can’t
MIND WHO
The rotary pro-
say if it’s the weight you strike me to the
YOU’RE
cessus and its
quick or that red mass I was looking at but at
PUCKING,
reestablishment
the present momentum, potential as I am, I’m
FLEBBY.
of reciprocities.
seeing rayingbogeys rings round me. Honours
to you and may you be commended for our
exhibitiveness! I’d love to take you for a
bugaboo ride and play funfer all if you’d only
sit and be the ballasted bottle in the porker
barrel. You will deserve a rolypoly as long
as from here to tomorrow. And to hell with
them driftbombs and bottom trailers! If my
maily was bag enough I’d send you a toxis.
By Saxon Chromaticus, you done that lovely
for me! Didn’t he now, Nubilina? Tiny Mite,
she studiert whas? With her listeningin coif-
fure, her dream of Endsland’s daylast and the
glorifires of being presainted maid to majesty. 3
And less is the pity for she isn’t the lollypops
she easily might be if she had for a sample
Virginia’s air of achievement. That might
keep her from throwing delph. 4 As I was saying,
> while retorting thanks, you make me a reborn
of the cards. We’re offals boys ambows. 5
For I’ve flicked up all the crambs as they
crumbed from your table um, singing glory
allaloserem, cog it out, here goes a sum. So
1 A byebye bingbang boys! See you Nutcracker Sunday!
2 Chinchin Childaman! Chapchopchap!
3 Wipe your glosses with what you know.
4 If I’d more in the cups that peeves thee you could cracksmith your
rows
tureens.
5 Alls Sings and Alls Howls.
The Twofold
read we in must book. It tells. He prophets
COME SI
Truth and the
most who bilks the best.
COMPITA
Conjunctive Ap-
And that salubrated sickenagiaour of yaours
CUNCTITI-
petites of Oppo-
have teaspilled all my hazeydency. Forge away,
TITILATIO?
sitional Orexes.
Sunny Sim! Sheepshopp. Bleating Goad, it is
CONKERY
Trishagion.
the least of things, Eyeinstye! Imagine it, my
CUNK,
deep dartry dullard! It is hours giving, not
THIGH-
more. I’m only out for celebridging over the
THIGHT-
guilt of the gap in your hiscitendency. You are
TICKELLY-
a hundred thousand times welcome, old wort-
THIGH, LIG-
sampler, hellbeit you’re just about as culpable
GERILAG,
as my woolfell merger would be. In effect I
TITTERITOT,
could engage in an energument over you till
LEG IN A TEE,
you were republicly royally toobally prussic
LUG IN A
blue in the shirt after. 1 Trionfante di bestia! And
LAW, TWO
if you’re not your bloater’s kipper may I never
AT A TIE,
curse again on that pint I took of Jamesons.
THREE ON A
Old Keane now, you’re rod, hook and sinker,
THRICKY
old jubalee Keane! Biddy’s hair. Biddy’s hair,
TILL OHIO
mine lubber. Where is that Quin but he sknows
OHIO
it knot but what you that are my popular end-
IOIOMISS.
phthisis were born with a solver arm up your
sleep. Thou in shanty ! Thou in scanty shanty ! !
Thou in slanty scanty shanty! ! ! Bide in your
hush! Bide in your hush, do! The law does
not aloud you to shout. I plant my penstock
in your postern, chinarpot. Ave! And let it be
to all remembrance. Vale. Ovocation of maid-
ing waters. 2 For auld lang salvy steyne. I
defend you to champ my scullion’s praises.
To book alone belongs the lobe. Foremaster’s
meed 3 will mark tomorrow, when we are
making pilscrummage to whaboggeryin with
1 From three shellings. A bluedye sacrifice.
2 Not Kilty. But the manajar was. He! He! Ho! Ho! Ho!
3 Giglamps, Soapy Geyser, The Smell and Gory M Gusty.
Abnegation is
staff, scarf and blessed wallet and our aureoles
ENTER THE
Adaptation.
round our neckkandcropfs where as and when
COP AND
Cato.
Heavysciusgardaddy, parent who offers sweet-
HOW.
Nero.
meats, will gift uns his Noblett’s surprize.
SECURES
Saul. Aristotle.
With this laudable purpose in loud ability let
GUBERNANT
Julius Caesar.
us be singulfied. Betwixt me and thee hung
URBIS
Pericles.
cong. Item, mizpah ends.
TERROREM.
Ovid.
But while the dial are they doodling dawd-
Adam, Eve.
ling over the mugs and the grubs? Oikey,
Domitian. Edipus
Impostolopulos? 1 Steady steady steady steady
Socrates.
steady studiavimus. Many many many many
Ajax.
many manducabimus. 2 We’ve had our day at triv
Homer.
and quad and writ our bit as intermidgets. Art,
Marcus Aurelius.
literature, politics, economy,chemistry, human-
Alcibiades.
ity, &c. Duty, the daughter of discipline, the
Lucretius.
Great Fire at the South City Markets, Belief in
Giants and the Banshee, A Place for Every-
thing and Everything in its Place, Is the Pen
Mightier than the Sword? A Successful Career
in the Civil Service, 3 The Voice of Nature in
the Forest, 4 Your Favorite Hero or Heroine,
On the Benefits of Recreation, 5 If Standing
Stones Could Speak, Devotion to the Feast of
the Indulgence of Portiuncula, The Dublin