Tales Told

Revised pages of transition 12 (March 1928), April 1929, §1C draft level 3

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(+3+)3| The Gracehoper was always jigging a jog, hoppy on akkant of his joyicity (he had a partner pair of findlestilts to supplant him), or, if not, he was always making ungraceful overtures to Floh and Luse and Bienie and Vespatilla to play pupa-pupa and pulicy-pulicy |3and langtennas and (+push pygydium pushpygyddyum+)3| and to commence insects with him, |3(+unread their there+) mouthparts (+to his orefice+) and his (+gambills to there+) airy processes,º3| even if only in chaste, ameng the everlastings, behold a (+3watering waspering+)3| pot. He would of curse melissciously by his fore |3antennas feelhers, flexors, contractors, depressorsº and extensors3|, lamely, harry me, marry me, bury me, bind me, till she was puce for shame and allso fourmish her in Spinner's housery at the earthsbest schoppinhour so summery as his cottage, which was cald (+3fourmilierly fourmillierly+)3| Tingsomingenting, groped up. Or, if he was not done doing that, he was always (+3stricking striking+)3| up funny funereels with Besterfather |3zeuts Zeuts|x, theº Aged One,ºx| (+and with+) all his wigeared corollas,º3| inscythe his |3elytrical3| wormcasket, |3and Dehlia and Peonia, his druping nymphs,º bewheedling him, (+and+) compound eyes |aand (+his unread quick in between his thighs and hornitosehead,º+)a| and Auld Letty (+Plusserboots gratting Plussiboots to scratch+) his cacumen (+and+) with tambarins and cantoridettes |alegging soturninga| their dance (+McCabre McCaper+) like Jenny Aprils,º theº ra, ra, ra, raº,3| attended to by a mutter and (+3deffer baxing motch duffer baxingmotch+)3| and a myrmidins of pszozlers |3. |x(+They all skedaddled the more he fifaddled but however loose they legged it his orchidtrees logged them back.+)x| Forº if sciencium (what's what) can |atell us (+moot mute+) unsa| nought, 'a thought, abought the Great (+Somebounready Sommboddyº+) within the Omniboss perhops an artsaccord (hoot's hoot) might sing |aus umsa| tumtim (+about abutt+) the (+little newbiddies Little Newbuddies+) (+who that+) |aunread |bunread ringb|a| his (+punch panch+).3| |3anyting Anyting3| above ground|3, as his Book of Breathings bidº him,3| so as anywhy|3, sham or shunner,3| to kick time. Grouscious me |3(+and+) |asave scaraba| my sahul3|! What a bagateller it is! Pou! |3Ptah!3| What a Zeit for the goths! vented the Ondt, who, not being a sommerfool, was |3thothfolly3| making chilly spaces at hisphex affront of the icinglass of his windhame, which was cold antitopically Nixnixundnix. We shall
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not come to that lopp's party, he decided, for he is not on our social list. |3Nor to Ba's berial nether |aas long ablonga| as there's a (+khu khul+) (+in on+) a khat. (+Nefersenless he prayed:+) |aMay he me no voida water! Seekit Hatup! May no he me tile pig shed on! Suckit Hotup!a| (+Abroad As broad+) as Beppy's realm shall (+flourish, flourish+) my reign shall flourish! Asº high as
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Heppy's (+heavn shall hie my height shall grow, hevn shall flurrish+) my haine shallº hurrish! (+Shall grow, shall flourish! Shall hurrishº! Hummum.

|33| The Ondt was a weltall fellow, raumybult and abelboobied, bynear saw altitudinous wee a schelling in kopfers. He was sair sair sullemn and chairmanlooking when he was not making spaces in his psyche, but (laus!) when he wore making spaces on his ikey he ware mouche moore secred and wisechairmanlooking. Now whim the sillybilly of a Gracehoper had jingled through a jungle of love and debts and jangled through a jumble of life in doubts afterworse, wetting with the waps, drikking with the drones, bilking with bugs and horing after hornests, he fell joust as sieck as a sexton and tanto pooveroo as a churchprince, and wheer the midges to wend hemsylph |3for grub |afor his corapusse |bor (+to+) find a hospesb|a|3|, alick, he wist nit! Iomio! Iomio! Crick, which a plight! |3O moy (+Bug Bog, he contrited,º +) I am heartily (+sorry. hungry!+)3|

|3(++)3| He had eaten all the whilepaper, swallowed the lustres, devoured forty flights of styearcases, chewed up all the mensas and seccles, ronged the records, made (+3mouthballs mundballs+)3| of the ephemerids and voracioused |3most glutinously3| with the very timeplace in the ternitary — not too dusty a cicada |3of neuterimentº3| for a little chip so mity. But when Chrysalmas was on the bare branches off he went from Tingsomingenting. He took a round stroll and he took a stroll round and he took a round strollagain till the grillies in his head and the leivnits in his hair made him thought he had the Tossmania. The June |3snow snows3| was flocking in thuckflues on the hegelstomes|3, millipeedsº (+of it+) and (+myriopouds myriopoods+),3| and a lugly tournedos, the Boraborayellers, |3blasting blohablasting3| |3tilehuts tegolhuts3| up to tetties and |3the ruching3| sleets off the coppeehouses |3with an irritant,
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penetrant, siphonopterous spukk spuk
3|. |3(+Grausssssss! Opr! Grausssssss! Opr!+)3| The Gracehoper, who|3, though blind as batflea, yet3| knew his |3good smetterling of3| entymology, |3|x(+by which to be an oufraked was to have an upright,+)x|3| promptly tossed himself in the vico, phthin and phthir, on top of his buzzer and the next time he
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makes the aquinatance of the Ondt |3after this they have met theirselvesº3| he will beheld a world of differents. Behailed the Ondt |3upon his dhrone,º3| with unshrinkables draping from his unthinkables, swarming of himself in his sunnyroom, sated before his comfortumble phullupsuppy of a plate o' monkynous and a confucion of minthe (for he was a conformed aristotaller) as appi as a oneysucker or a baskerboy on the Libido with Floh biting his big thigh and Luse lugging his left leg and Bienie bussing him under his bonnet and Vespatilla blowing cosy fond tutties up the large of his smalls. Emmet and demmet and be jiltses crazed and be jadeses whipt! schneezed the Gracehoper|3, aguepe with blank and3| at his wittol's end, What have eyeforsight. The Ondt|3, that true and perfect host,3| was making the greatest spass a body could |3with his queens laceswinging,º3| for he was spizzing all over him in formicolation, boundlessly blissfilled in an allallahbath of houris. He was ameising himself hugely, chasing Floh out of charity and tickling Luse, I hope too, and tackling Bienie, faith as well, and catching Vespatilla by the end. Never did Dorcan from Dunshangan dance it with more devilry! The veripatetic |3figure imago3| of the Gracehoper on his odderkop in the myre, |3sans mantis ne feather weighed animules3| actually and presumptuably sinctifying chronic's despair, was sufficiently |3too coocoo3| much for his chorous
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of gravitates. |3A darkener of the threshold?º The thing pleased him and3|

He larved and he larved and he merd such a |3naus nauses3|
|3That the The3| Gracehoper feared he would |3misplace his jaws mixplace his fauces.3|
I forgive you, dear Ondt, said the Gracehoper, weeping,
For their sakes of the sakes you are safe in whose keeping.
Teach Floh and Luse polkas, show Bienie what's sweet
And be sure Vespatilla fines fat ones to heat.
As I once played the piper I must now pay the count
So saida to Moyhammlet and marhaba to your Mount!
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I pick up your reproof as the gift of a friend,
For the prize of your save is the price of my spend.
|3Can castwhores pulladeftkiss if oldpollocksº forsake 'em
Or Culex feel etchy if Pulex don't wake him?
A locus to loue, |ablank a terma| to embarrass,
These twain are the twins that tick Homo Vulgaris.
We are Wastenot with Want, precondamned, two and true,
Till Nolans go volants and Bruneyes come blue.
In my risible universe where could you find
Such prodigious advancement with so much behind?
Your feats are enormous, your volumes immense
(May the Graces I hoped for sing Your Ondtship song sense!),
Your genus is worldwide, your spaces sublime!
But, Holy Saltmartin, why can't you beat time?

In the name of the former and of the latter and of their holocaust. Allmen.