Rewritten version of Letter, November 1938, IV§4 draft level 0
MS British Library 47488 116-125 Draft details
What has gone? How it ends?
Begin to forget it. It will remember itself from every sides, with all gestures, in each our word.
Have we cherished expectations? Are we for liberty of perusiveness? Whyafter what forewheresº? A plain plainplanned liffeyism assembr assemblements Eblania's conglomerate horde.
Dear. And we go on to Dirtdump. Reveredº. May we add majesty? |aWe Well, wea| have frankly enjoyed more than anything
thoseº secret workings of natures
(thanks everº for it, we humbly pray) and|a, well,a| was really so denighted of this lights time. |aMuckbirds which bring up about uhrweckers they will come to know good.a| Yon clouds will soon disappearº looking forwards at a fine day. |aThe honourable Master Sarmon they should be first born like he was and it was between Williamstown and the Ailesbury on the top of the longcar we think of him looking at us yet as if to pass away in a cloud. When he woke up in a sweat besides it was to pardon him, golden one, but he dreamt we had a lonely face. Back we were backed in paladays last, the man what never put a drop in the swags but milk from a national cows.a| |a|bSneaks Sneakersb| in the grass,º keep off!a| |aIf we were to tick off all that cafflers head, whisperers,º for his accomodation,º the brothersº me crawº namely,º and their bacon what priced butter!º Stringstly is it forbidden by the honorary tenth commendmentº to shall not bare full sweetness against a nighboor's wiles. What those slimes up the door, theº lies is coming out on them frecklefully,º had the shames to suggest,º can we ever? Never! So may the lawº forget him their trespasses
against Mr O'Reilly here in my bedº getting up |bA nought in noughtº Irrishmhan called Ervigsen by his first mate. May all similar douters have that fancied widningº!b| For a pipe of twist or less we could let out and someone would make a carpus of somebody with the greatest of pleasure by private shootings. |bAnd not enough left for Peeter the Pickerº. How delitious for the three Sulvans of Dulkey and the and what a sellpriceget the two Peris of Monacheens! Peace! He possessing from a child |cfor our privileged beholdingsc| ever hairy of chest, hands and eyebaes in pursuance to salesladies'º affectionate company. Wriggling reptiles,º take notice! Whereas we exgust all such sprinkling sniggs. They are pestituting the whole time neverwithstandingº we simply agree upon the committee of amusance! Or wouldº bring |caboveºc| under |csamec| notice for it to be able to be seen.b|a|
|aAbout that erogenal hun. First he was a Sch Skulksman at one time and then Cloon's fired him through guff. Be sage about sausages! Stuttutistics show the old firm
fatspitters are most eatenly appreciated by metropolonians.
While we should like to drag your attentions to the lot of floorwalkers. The magnets of our midst being foisted upon by a plethorace of parachutes. Did speece permit the bad example of setting before the military to the best of our belief in the earliest wish of the one in mind was the mitigation of the king's evil. Once you are balladproof you are unperceable to to haily, icy and missilethroes. Order now before we reach Ruggers' Rush. |bAs we now must close hoping all in the best.b|
Moral.º Mrs Stores Humphreys: So you are excepting trouble, Pondups, from the domestic service question. Mr Stores Humphreys: Just as
there is a good in even, Levia, my cheek is a compleet bleenk.a| |aPlumb. Oneº two thre four. Finckers. Up the hind hose of hizzahs. hizzars.a| |a
a| Whereuponº our best thanks to a hundred and eleven ploose one thousand and one other blessings will now conclu concloose thoose epoostles to your great kindest|a, well,a| for all at trouble to took. We are all at home for ourselfsake, that direst of housebonds, whool wheel be true unto loves endº so long as we has a pockle full of brass. Impossible to r remember persons in improbable to forget position places. Who would pellow his head off to conjure up a|a, well,a| particularly mean stinkerlikeº |afunn make calledºa| Foon MacCrawl? brothers?, mystery man of the pork martyrs.? |a|bForce in giddersh!ºb| Tomothy and Lorcan, the bucket Toolers, both are Timsons now they've changed their characticuls during the blackout.a| Conan Boyles will |apush pudgea| the daylights out through him, if |awe theya| are correctly informedº. |aFing!a| One must simply laugh. Fing him aging! |aThis Well, thisa| ought to wakeº him to make up. |aGilly in the gap.a| The big |abada| old sprowly |aallsomeºa| uttering foon! |aHas now stuffed last podding.a| His fooneral will sneak pleace by creeps o'clock,º toosday. |aKingen will commen. Pens picture |bat Manshemº House Horsegardensb| |bshownb| in Morning |bPost, as fromb| Boston |btranscript transcrippedb|. |b|cFemelles |dFemalles Femillesºd|c| will be preadominant as from twentyeightº to twelve. To hear that lovelade parson, of case, aº bawl gentlemale, |cand for pourc| forther moracles.b|a| Don't forget. The grand fooneral will now shortly occur. Remember. The remains must be removed before eaght hours shorp. With earnestly conceived hopes. So help us to witness to this day. to hand in sleep. |aFrom Ofº Mayasdaysed most duteoused.a|
Alma Livia Poolabella. Pollabella.
Well, here's lettering you erronymously anent other clerical fands alleged herewith.º How about it? Our shape
was being much admired from the first.
Referring to the Married Woman's Improperty Act,º a correspondent paints out that the Swees Aubumn vogue is hanging down straith fitting to her
innocenth eyes. |aO, felicias coolpoce! O, felicious coolpose!a| If all the McCrawls would only handle virgils like Armsworks, Limited! Never mind Micklemashº! Chat m us instead! The cad with the pipe's wife, Lily Kinsella, who became the wife of Mr Snakers |aand in the hands ofa| the kissing solicitor, will now engage in attentions. Pale bellies our mild cure, back and streaky ninepenceº. The thicks off Bully's Acre was got up by Sully. And she had a certain medicine brought her in a licenced victualler's bottle. Shame! Thrice shame! We are advised the waxy is at the present in the Sweeps hospital and that he may never come out!º Only look through your leatherbox withº P.C.Q. about 4.32 full view,º to |abe surprised toa| see |aunder the grand piano one daya| Lily |aon |ba theb| sofaa| (andº a lady!)º |avery solicitously on the sofa pulling a low |band then |che'd begin to jump a little bitc| find out what goes on besides the solicitous busness byb|a| kissing and looking into a mirror.
That |aI was we werea| treated not very grand when the police and everybody is all bowing to us |awhen we go out in all directionsa|. Item, we never were chained to a chair,º and, bitem, no widower whithersoeverº followed us about with a fork on Yankskilling Day. Meet a great civilian (|along prouda| lives to him!) who is asº gentle as a mushroom |aand a very attractableºa| when he always sits forenenst us for his wet;º while to all whom it may concern |aM.G.'s Sully isa| from all he drunk,º though he is a rattling fine bootmaker in his profession. Would we were herewithº to lodge our complaint on Sergeantº Laraseny who does be with the corner up of Levers |aLane Rowa| on |aKathey Katheena| MacFoullane in consequence of which his in such steps taken his |ahead healtha| would be constably broken by a Nollwelshian which has been oxbelled out of crispiamity.
Well, our talks are coming to be resumed by |amorea| polite conversation with a huntered per cent per sent human over
|athea| natural bestness
of pleisure after his good few mugsº of four ale and shag. While for whoever likes that urogynal pan of cakes one apiece it is thanks to, beloved, to Adam,º our |aearlya| first Finnllater, for his beautiful crossmess parzel.
Well, we simply like their dumb |acheek cheeksa| wagging here
around about around he being that as bothered |athat he
|bpossibly pausablyb| coulda| by the fallth of hampty damp. Certified reformed peoples|a,
we may add to this stage,a| are |a|bproftably proptablyb|a| saying to quite agreeable deef. Here gives your answer, pigs and scuts!º |aIt Hea| is another he what |alives staysa| under the himp of holth. The herewaker of |athe fame name our hamefamea| is his real namesame who will get himself up|a, anda| erect, confident and heroic when but, young as of old, a wee one woos.