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may have been the utility man of the [[troupe]] capable of sustain- | may have been the utility man of the [[troupe]] capable of sustain- | ||
ing long parts at [[short notice]]. He was. [[Sordid]] Sam, a [[dour]] decent | ing long parts at [[short notice]]. He was. [[Sordid]] Sam, a [[dour]] decent | ||
− | [[deblancer]], the unwashed, haunted always by his ham, the unwished, | + | [[deblancer]], the [[unwashed]], haunted always by his ham, the unwished, |
at a word from [[Israfel]] the [[Israfel|Summoner]], passed away painlessly | at a word from [[Israfel]] the [[Israfel|Summoner]], passed away painlessly | ||
after life's [[upsomdowns]] one [[hallowe'en]] night, [[ebbrous]] and in | after life's [[upsomdowns]] one [[hallowe'en]] night, [[ebbrous]] and in |
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whistled him before he had curtains up they are whistling him still after his curtain's doom's doom. Ei fù. His husband, poor old A'Hara (Okaroff?) crestfallen by things and down at heels at the time, they squeak, accepted the (Zassnoch!) ardree's shilling at the conclusion of the Crimean war and, having flown his wild geese, alohned in crowds to warnder on like Shuley Luney, enlisted in Tyrone's horse, the Irish whites, and soldiered a bit with Wolsey under the assumed name of Blanco Fusilovna Buck- lovitch (spurious) after which the cawer and the marble halls of Pump Court Columbarium, the home of the old seakings, looked upon each other and queth their haven evermore for it transpires that on the other side of the water it came about that on the field of Vasileff's Cornix inauspiciously with his unit he perished, saying, this papal leafless to old chap give, rawl chaw- clates for mouther-in-louth. Booil. Poor old dear Paul Horan, to satisfy his literary as well as his criminal aspirations, at the suggestion thrown out by the doomster in loquacity lunacy, so says the Dublin Intelligence, was thrown into a Ridley's for inmates in the northern counties. Under the name of Orani he may have been the utility man of the troupe capable of sustain- ing long parts at short notice. He was. Sordid Sam, a dour decent deblancer, the unwashed, haunted always by his ham, the unwished, at a word from Israfel the Summoner, passed away painlessly after life's upsomdowns one hallowe'en night, ebbrous and in the state of nature, propelled from Behind into the great Beyond by footblows coulinclouted upon his oyster and atlas on behanged and behooved and behicked and behulked of his last fishandblood bedscrappers, a Northwegian and his mate of the Sheawolving class. Though the last straw glimt his baring this stage thunkhard is said (the pitfallen gagged him as 'Promptboxer') to have solemnly said — as had the brief thot but fell in till his head like a bass dropt neck fust in till a bung crate (cogged!): Me drames, O'Loughlins, has come through! Now let the centuple celves of my egourge as Micholas de Cusack calls them, — of all of whose I in my hereinafter of course by recourse demission me — by the coincidance of their contraries reamalgamerge in that indentity