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[[TOC]] [[Page 31]] [[Page 33]] on the road?And shall Nohomiah be our place like? Yea, Mulachy our kingable khan? We shall perhaps not so soon see. Pinck poncks that bail for seeks alicence where cumsceptres with scen- taurs stay. Bear in mind, son of Hokmah, if so be you have me- theg in your midness, this man is mountain and unto changeth doth one ascend. Heave we aside the fallacy, as punical as finikin, that it was not the king kingself but his inseparable sisters, un- controllable nighttalkers, Skertsiraizde with Donyahzade, who afterwards, when the robberers shot up the socialights,came down into the world as amusers and were staged by Madame Sudlow as Rosa and Lily Miskinguette in the pantalime that two pitts paythronosed, Miliodorus and Galathee. The great fact emerges that after that historic date all holographs so far exhumed ini- tialled by Haromphrey bear the sigla H.C.E. and while he was only and long and always good Dook Umphrey for the hunger- lean spalpeens of Lucalizod and Chimbers to his cronies it was equally certainly a pleasant turn of the populace which gave him as sense of those normative letters the nickname Here Comes Everybody. An imposing everybody he always indeed looked, constantly the same as and equal to himself and magnificently well worthy of any and all such universalisation, every time he con- tinually surveyed, amid vociferatings from in front of <I>Accept these</I> <I>few nutties!</I> and <I>Take off that white hat!</I>, relieved with <I>Stop his Grog</I> and <I>Put It in the Log</I> and <I>Loots in his</I> (bassvoco) <I>Boots</I>, from good start to happy finish the truly catholic assemblage gathered together in that king's treat house of satin alustrelike above floats and foot- lights from their assbawlveldts and oxgangs unanimously to clap- plaud (the inspiration of his lifetime and the hits of their careers) Mr Wallenstein Washington Semperkelly's immergreen tourers in a command performance by special request with the courteous permission for pious purposes the homedromed and enliventh performance of the problem passion play of the millentury, running strong since creation, <I>A Royal Divorce</I>, then near the approach towards the summit of its climax, with ambitious interval band selections from <I>The Bo' Girl</I> and <I>The Lily</I> on all horserie show command nights from his viceregal booth (his bossaloner is ceil-

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