What's a Wakepedia?

75 years of Finnegans Wake scholarship have successfully identified most of the meanings of most of the words in FW-- scholarship now mostly searchable at fweet.org.

Since Joyce's stated intent was "a history of the world" we should expect an encyclopedia's worth of allusions to most all the major events of that history, but reflecting Joyce's idiosyncratic analysis of which events were most important to him.

Most especially, Irish history gets a singular emphasis, with all other events measured against their Irish echoes.

Using Fweet, it's now practical to pick any topic, search for all allusions, and compose a brief overview of that topic through Joyce's Wakean eyes, illustrated with his quotes (currently following Fweet in using the standard pagination, with most pagenumbers linked to the Fweet page).

So this Annotated-FW edition will progress in two parallel streams: line-by-line but also major-topic by major-topic.

('Wakepedia' has 4 syllables like Wikipedia (or should it be Wækepædia?))

We can expect all the major topics to be introduced in the early pages, with increasingly-minor sub-topics being addressed later.

(It remains to be seen how these topic pages should be indexed. For now, use Blogger's 'archive' menu in the righthand margin-- those dates are all fictitious.)

Articles will progress thru various stages of completion, from empty placeholders, to simple fweet-links, to unsorted fweet-text dumps, to sorted and cleaned up fweet-dumps... (A lot of this can be done pretty mindlessly during otherwise wasted time.)

So far:

FW title song

Finn MacCool

Eve and Adam

poop

Howth

Tristan and Iseult

the St Lawrence family

Jesus

invasions

cardinal points (nsew)

Wellington

the 'Dublin' name

St Patrick

Jacob, Esau and Isaac

Parnell

Swift

Shakespeare

Scotland

Noah

alcohol

rainbows

Vico

thunder

Humpty Dumpty

orange

Phoenix Park

Ulysses

Ibsen

Guinness family

phallic and yonic symbols

Islam

Brian O'Linn

pee

Wales

astrology

WG Wills, Royal Divorce

cardinal numbers

LeFanu

Buddhism

Bruno

Hungarian


The parallel annotations will try to account for every letter of the drafts and published text.

"I can justify every line of my book"

i wrote above that we've achieved "most of the meanings of most of the words in FW" but i think that may be too kind...

if joyce could justify every line, every word, every character and punctuationmark, we can't aim any lower... so finding a meaning (or two or three or four) that accounts for most of the letters in a passage isn't nearly enough-- we need to account for every letter.

so if there's a word like "pftjschute" and we've only got a good match for 'chute', i'll try to state this explicitly like 'why PFTJSchute?'

and this means that 'most of the letters of most of the words' could still leave ~one word/meaning for each missing letter.

[FW title song in FW]

as the title "Ulysses" declares the underlying parallel to Homer's Odyssey, so "Finnegans Wake" defiantly promises a parallel to this comic, stage-Irish ballad. removing the apostrophe adds the pun of Finnegans awakening (add a comma and they're being called to awaken, cf 383.10 "Fowls, up!"). the name 'Finnegan' itself puns on Finn-again, where Finn is an ancient Irish hero.

almost every line of the song is echoed somewhere in the text.


Tim Finigan's Wake (1867) by John F. Poole as sung by Tony Pastor [origins]
Air: The French Musician [abc notation]




Ireland's 1901 census  confirms 'Finnegan' as the most common spelling of the surname:
(3936 Finn)
2157 Finnegan
1283 Finegan
519 Finnigan
152 Finigan
25 Finnagan
1 Finagan

Joyce's punning versions of the song/book title:
006.14-.15 "Fillagain's chrissormiss wake"
358.22-.23 "at Fenegans Wick"
453.03 "primmafore's wake"
537.34 "aich Fanagan's Weck"
565.14 "jibberweek's joke"


you have to know the tune:




Tim Finigan lived in Walker street,

Joyce's versions:
004.18 "Bygmester Finnegan"
015.26 "Tim Timmycan"
093.35 "from Timm Finn again's"

291.08 "ages of our timocracy"
331.11 "And you Tim Tommy Melooney"
342.03 "Tomtinker Tim"
390.13 "Tom Tim Tarpey, the Welshman"
598.27 "Tim!"
622.07 "Uncle Tim's Caubeen"

alternate versions' spellings of the street: Wattling, Walken, Walkin, Walkin', Walker, Rankin

probably coincidentally, there's a Watling street next to the Guinness brewery in Dublin [1909 map] visited by Tom Kernan in episode ten p231 "Mr Kernan turned and walked down the slope of Watling street by the corner of Guinness's visitors' waitingroom."

Joyce's versions:
024.20 "Waddlings Raid"
042.26 "wayfared via Watling"
134.20 "earned in Watling Street"
328.03 "with her wattling way"
427.28 "you were the walking saint"


A gentleman Irishman-- mighty odd--

alternate wordings: gentle Irishman, gentleman Irish

Joyce's versions:
010.17-.18 "This is the Willingdone, bornstable ghentleman"
111.13 "some born gentleman"
116.25 "from a born gentleman"
120.09 "to mpe mporn a gentlerman"
150.26 "born like a Gentileman"
301.11 "gentlemine born"
365.04 "my baron gentilhomme"
370.07 "ungeborn yenkelmen"
460.34 "a born gentleman"
617.25 "a bawl gentlemale"

(Does anyone know how/why he's odd?)

alternate lyric: by God

Joyce's versions:
004.26 "during mighty odd years"
056.07 "whallrhosmightiadd" walrus
088.17 "trapper with murty odd oogs"


He'd a beautiful brogue, so rich and sweet,

or He had a tongue both rich and sweet
Or 'neat and sweet'

Joyce's version:
014.04 "illigant brogues, so rich in sweat" ('brogues' are shoes, too)


And to rise in the world he carried the hod.

Joyce's cycle of rising and falling often refers to its hero as a builder

Joyce's versions:
005.03 "with larrons o'toolers clittering up"
589.17 "Humbly to fall and cheaply to rise"

hod for carrying bricks

Joyce's versions:
004.26 "this man of hod, cement and edifices"
006.08 "His howd feeled heavy, his hoddit did shake"
130.33 "eorl of Hoed"
131.33 "the most conical hodpiece"
296.06 "Hoddum and Heave" (Adam and Eve)
621.27 "Maybe that's why you hold your hodd as if."


But, you see, he'd a sort of a tippling way--

or 'You see'

or 'bit of the'

drinking alcohol (tipple)

alternate: tippler's

Joyce's versions:
006.08 "Phill filt tippling full"
317.03 "I'm soured to the tipple"


With a love for the liquor poor Tim was born,

or 'of the whiskey'


And to help him through his work each day,

To send him on his way

alternates: on his way, on with his work


He'd a drop of the craythur' every morn.

whiskey (from 'creature'?)

sometimes "drop of the craythur" gets its own quotes, like an idiom (is that apostrophe just a typo?)

Joyce's versions:
004.29 "ugged the little craythur"
315.02 "he daddle a drop of the cradler"
410.10 "thinking of the crater"
487.20 "is that the way with you, you craythur?"


Chorus:

Whack, hurrah! blood and 'ounds, ye sowl ye!

Lots of equally nonsensical variants:
Whack fol the darn
Whack fol' the dah
And whack Fol-De-Dah
Whack, hurrah!/ hurroo!
Whack fol la dar-o

"Whack row de dow" was the original singer's favorite

Joyce's versions:
042.01 "the trio of whackfolthediddlers"
382.24 "with his fol the dee oll the doo"

variant: "Blood and 'ounds, ye sowl ye!
cf U003: "For this, O dearly beloved, is the genuine Christine: body and soul and blood and ouns"

alternate: Dance to yer partner

(like squaredance calling?)

Joyce's versions:
004.29 "tuck up your partinher"
531.25-.26 "Hairhorehounds, shake up pfortner"
607.15-.16 "tear a round and tease their partners"


Welt the flure, yer trotters shake;

Round/Around/Welt the floor/flure

"welt the flure" was the original author's favorite phrase for dancing

"shake your trotters" = dance

trotters = pigfeet or sheepfeet
(trotter)


Isn't it the truth I've tould ye,

Isn't/Wasn't
Told/tould/tell
you/ya/ye
This 'un is the truth, I told ya

Joyce's versions:
015.24-.25 "(isn't it the truath I'm tallin ye?)"


Lots of fun at Finigan's wake!

Joyce's versions:
105.21 "Lapps for Finns This Funnycoon's Week"
176.16 "Hops of Fun at Miliken's Make"
321.17 "And old lotts have funn at Flammagen's ball"
351.02 "and all the fun I had in that fanagan's week"
375.15-.17 "So yelp your guilt and kitz the buck. You'll have loss of fame from Wimmegame's fake"
379.34 "Tem for Tam at Timmotty Hall!"
496.36-497.01 "Qui quae quot at Quinnigan's Quake!"
512.23 "logs of fun"
531.25-.26 "Hairhorehounds, shake up pfortner. Fuddling fun for Fullacan's sake!"
607.15-.16 "tear a round and tease their partners lovesoftfun at Finnegan's Wake" (spelled right for once, almost at the end)



One morning Tim was rather full,

got/felt/was feelin'

Joyce's versions:
006.07-.09 "wan warning Phill filt tippling full. His howd feeled heavy, his hoddit did shake"


His head felt heavy, which made him shake;

Joyce's versions:
006.08 "His howd feeled heavy, his hoddit did shake"

139.09 "stutters fore he falls"
shake = stutter


He fell from the ladder and broke his skull,

Joyce's version:
006.09-.10 "He stottered from the latter."


So they carried him home his corpse to wake.

They rolled him up in a nice clean sheet,

or Laid him out on

or neat clean
Or purty


And laid him out upon the bed,

upon/all on

Joyce's versions:
006.26-.27 "They laid him brawdawn alanglast bed. With a bockalips of finisky fore his feet. And a barrowload of guenesis hoer his head."


With fourteen candles round his feet,

The earliest versions had candles, the later ones alcohol, but there's no hint Joyce ever heard the candles-variant (though Joyce's first published story opens with a mention of the Irish Catholic candles-tradition)


And a couple of dozen around his head!



Whack, hurrah, etc.



His friends assembled at his wake,

Here including at least: Missus Finigan, Miss Biddy O'Brien, Judy Magee, Peggy O'Connor, Mickey Mulvaney (mostly women!)

or Mrs Finnegan, Widow Malone, Biddy O'Brian, Paddy McGee, Maggie O'Connor (any generic Irish-sounding name will apparently do)


Missus Finigan called out for the lunch;

(wife... or maybe mother?)


First they laid in tay and cake,

they/she

brought in
or 'gave them'

tea

460.32 "do be careful teacakes"

ALP's letter mentions a present of cakes [fweet-13]


Then pipes and tobaccy, and whiskey-punch.

tobacco

056.25-.27 "there at the Angel were herberged for him poteen and tea and praties and baccy and wine width woman wordth warbling"


Miss Biddy O'Brien began to cry:

in FW, Biddy is usually a hen, Biddy Doran [fweet-9]

or: Then Widow Malone began to cry [a 2nd widow?]

or bawl


"Sich a purty corpse did you ever see?

Arrah! Tim avourneen, an' why did ye die?"--

or Arrah/ Yerrah/ Ay, Tim avourneen...(= darling) ♬
emphasis on 2nd syllable: uhVOREneen

Joyce's versions:
006.13 "Macool, Macool, orra whyi deed ye diie?"


"Och, none o' yer gab!" says Judy Magee.

or Arrah, hold...

Paddy [fweet]

Will ye hold your gob?


Whack, hurrah, etc.


Then Peggy O'Connor took up the job:

or Maggie
In Joyce's version, Isolde and her dark mirror-twin are called the Maggies [McHugh]

or 'the mean' or 'the moan'



"Arrah, Biddy," says she, "ye're wrong, I'm sure."

(wrong that the corpse is pretty???)


But Judy then gave her a belt on the gob,

Biddy gave her a belt in the gob

453.02-.05 "let ye create no scenes in my poor primmafore's wake. I don't want yous to be billowfighting your biddy moriarty duels, gobble gabble, over me till you spit stout"
 

And left her sprawling on the flure.


Each side in the war did soon engage,

Then the war did soon engage
or Then civil war did all engage
Or Oh then a mighty war did rage


'Twas woman to woman and man to man;

Joyce's version:
511.23 "'Twas womans' too woman with mans' throw man."


Shillalah-law was all the rage,

shillelagh law

or 'did all engage'

Joyce's versions:
176.20-.21 "the grand germogall allstar bout was harrily the rage"
511.15 "she laylylaw was all their rage"


And a bloody ruction now began.

a ruckus (ruction)

080.16 "when ructions ended"


Whack, hurrah, etc.


Mickey Mulvaney raised his head,

or Mickey Maloney

Joyce's version:
331.12 "Tommy Melooney"

or ducked


When a gallon of whiskey flew at him;

or noggin or naggin:

or Jameson


It missed him, and, hopping on the bed,

Or 'He ducked'

or falling or 'landing'


The liquor scattered over Tim!

or splattered

139.08 "blows whiskery around his summit" ?


Bedad, he revives! see how he raises!

or Tim revives
Or 'Bedad/ By God/ Och! he revives'
Or 'The corpse revives'

See how he rises

The 1845 inspiration says "when the whiskey bottle was uncorked he couldn't stand it any longer So he riz right up in bed"

for Joyce, this was an awakening at a wake, symbolising the cycle of life-death-rebirth


And Timothy, jumping from the bed,

the name 'Timothy' is almost absent from FW [fweet]

258.35 "Pray-your-Prayers Timothy"
274.11 "as repreaches Timothy"
599.03 "Much obliged. Time-o'-Thay!"

Rising from the bed
or 'jumping up from the bed'

139.10 "goes mad entirely when he's waked"


Cries, while he lathered around like blazes,

or Says or Crying

Whittle or Whirling, or Throwing, or Twiddle, or Fling

or water

blazes (fweet)


"Bad luck till yer sowls! d'ye think I'm dead?"

Thanam o'n dhoul, do ye think I'm dead?
'Thanam o'n dhoul, do you think I'm dead'
Tell 'em up there, they think I'm dead!
Thundering Jaysus... Thundering blazes...
Glory be to God...

or "Don't you know it's a dreadful sin!?"

Joyce's versions:
024.15 "Anam muck an dhoul! Did ye drink me doornail?"
074.08 "Animadiabolum, mene credidisti mortuum?"
258.08-.09 "To Mezouzalem with the Dephilim, didits dinkun's dud?"
297.21-.22 "(your sow to the duble)"
317.03-.04 "when I'm soured to the tipple you can sink me lead"
321.29 "Your sows tin the topple, dodgers, trink me dregs!"
499.17-.18 "your saouls to the dhaoul, do ye. Finnk. Fime. Fudd?"


Whack, hurrah, etc. 

FW 1.2 --the 7 not-yets--

[this is a paragraph menu, linking the four regular blog pages for chapter-one-paragraph-two-- 1.2a, 1.2b, 1.2c, 1.2d-- plus this extra intro page, 1.2:]
1.2: overview
1.2a: Sir Tristram, violer d'amores, fr'over the short sea, had passencore rearrived...
1.2b: nor had topsawyer's rocks by the stream Oconee exaggerated themselse...
1.2c: nor avoice from afire bellowsed mishe mishe to tauftauf thuartpeatrick...
1.2d: Rot a peck of pa's malt had Jhem or Shen brewed by arclight...

having opened with a short simple clear (half)paragraph, Joyce proceeds to turn on the terror with a distinct list of seven things that 'haven't happened yet'. we need to look at the puzzle of why just these seven before digging into the evolution towards the published version:

1. Sir Tristram had not encore arrived from North Armorica,
2. nor stones exaggerated theirselves in Laurens county, Ga, doubling all the time,
3. nor a voice answered mishe mishe to tufftuff thouartpatrick.
4. Not yet had a kidson buttended an isaac
5. not yet had twin sesthers played siege to twone Jonathan.
6. Not a peck of malt had Shem and Son brewed
7. & bad luck to the regginbrew was to be seen on the waterface.

It might be the lost key to the whole structure of FW, the table of contents, the schema.

Or it might be something as trivial as the seven days of the week, or the seven colors of the rainbow, or the seven deadly sins. But Joyce didn't secondguess himself as to what the basic seven were, or what order they should be presented in.

Fweet.org tags minor(?) 'clusters' for:

7 canonical hours
7 gifts of Holy Ghost
7 levels of the ecclesiastical hierarchy
7 kings of Rome
7 liturgical colors
7 sacraments
7 wonders of the ancient world
and the quirky 7 items of clothing

1. Sir Tristram had not encore arrived from North Armorica, [emigration??]
2. nor stones exaggerated theirselves in Laurens county, Ga, doubling all the time, [procreation?]
3. nor a voice answered mishe mishe to tufftuff thouartpatrick. [baptism?]
4. Not yet had a kidson buttended an isaac [succession of generations?]
5. not yet had twin sesthers played siege to twone Jonathan. [seduction? marriage??]
6. Not a peck of malt had Shem and Son brewed [sobriety?]
7. & bad luck to the regginbrew was to be seen on the waterface. [god's promise??]

mishemishe/tauftauf qualifies as a fweet motif

sigla:
Tristram ⊤
sesthers ⊣⊢

vignettes: ROC, T&I, Berkeley, Kevin, Mmlj, Cad

Hayman's FDV

there may be a faint reverse rainbow-- violet, indigo, blue, green, yellow, orange, red-- added as an afterthought: violer, bellowsed, rory?

is it then immediately repeated?

What clashes of wills & wits were not here & there abouts!
1? or 5?? What chance cuddleys,
2? what castles aired & ventilated,
3? or 5?? what biddymetolives sinduced by what egosetabsolvers,
4 what true feeling for hair with false voice of haycup,
5? what rorycrucians byelected by rival emilies!
6 But O here how has sprawled upon the dust the father of fornications
7 but O, my stars & body, how has finespanned in high heaven the skysign of soft advertisement.


JJ to HSW 15/xi/926, Letters I, pp247-248
"Dear Madam:
Above please find prosepiece ordered in sample form. Also key to same.
Hoping said sample meets with your approval
yrs trly
Jeems Joker

Sir Amory Tristram 1st earl of Howth changed his name to Saint Lawrence, b[orn] in Brittany (North Armorica)
Tristan et Iseult, passim
viola in all moods and senses
Dublin, Laurens Co[ounty], Georgia, founded by a Dubliner, Peter Sawyer, on r[iver] Oconee. Its motto: Doubling all the time. [details doubtful]
The flame of Christianity kindled by S. Patrick on Holy Saturday in defiance of royal orders
Mishe = I am (Irish) i.e. [I am] Christian
Tauf = baptise (German)
Thou art Peter and upon this rock etc (a pun in the original Aramaic)
Lat[in]: Tu es Petrus et super hane petram
Parnell ousted Isaac Butt from leadership
The venison purveyor Jacob got the blessing meant for Esau
Miss Vanhomrigh and Miss Johnson had the same christian name
Sosie = double [Moliere, French]
Willy brewed a peck of maut
Noah planted the vine and was drunk
John Jameson is the greatest Dublin distiller
Arthur Guinness,  "   "     "           "       brewer
Arthur Wellesley (of Dublin) fought in the Peninsular war
rory = Irish = red
rory = Latin, roridus = dewy
at the rainbow's end are dew and the colour red
bloody end to the lie in Anglo-Irish=no lie regginbrow=German regenbogen + rainbow
ringsome = German ringsum, around
When all vegetation is covered by the flood there are no eyebrows on the face of the Waterworld
exaggerare = to mound up
themselse = another Dublin 5000 inhabitants
Isthmus of Sutton a neck of land between Howth head and the plain
passencore = pas encore and ricorsi storici of Vico
rearrived = idem
wielderfight = wiederfechten = refight
bellowed = the response of the peatfire of faith to the windy words of the apostle" [cite]



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FW 1.11 --museyroom patterns--

1.11: patterns
1.11a: This the way to the museyroom. Mind your hats goan in! Now yiz are in the Willingdone Museyroom...
1.11b: Saloos the Crossgunn! Up with your pike and fork! Tip. (Bullsfoot! Fine!) This is the triplewon hat of Lipoleum...
1.11c: This is the big Sraughter Willingdone, grand and magentic in his goldtin spurs and his ironed dux...
1.11d: This is the three lipoleum boyne grouching down in the living detch. This is an inimyskilling inglis...
1.11e: This is the petty lipoleum boy that was nayther bag nor bug. Assaye, assaye! Touchole Fitz Tuomush...
1.11f: This is Delian alps. This is Mont Tivel, this is Mont Tipsey, this is the Grand Mons Injun. This is the crimealine...
1.11g: The jinnies is a cooin her hand and the jinnies is a ravin her hair and the Willingdone git the band up...
1.11h: This is me Belchum sneaking his phillippy out of his most toocisive bottle of Tilsiter. This is the libel...
1.11i: That was the tictacs of the jinnies for to fontannoy the Willingdone. Shee, shee, shee! The jinnies...
1.11k: This is bode Belchum, bonnet to busby, breaking his secred word with a ball up his ear to the Willingdone...
1.11l: Cherry jinnies. Figtreeyou! Damn fairy ann, Voutre. Willingdone. That was the first joke of Willingdone...
1.11m: This is Rooshious balls. This is a ttrinch. This is mistletropes. This is Canon Futter with the popynose. After...
1.11n: . This is the Willingdone, by the splinters of Cork, order fire. Tonnerre! (Bullsear! Play!) This is camelry...
1.11o: Almeidagad! Arthiz too loose! This is Willingdone cry. Brum! Brum! Cumbrum! This is jinnies cry...
1.11p: This is jinnies rinning away to their ousterlists dowan a bunkersheels. With a nip nippy nip and a trip trippy trip...
1.11q: This is the bissmark of the marathon merry of the jinnies they left behind them. This is the Willingdone branlish...
1.11r: This is the pettiest of the lipoleums, Toffeethief, that spy on the Willingdone from his big white harse...
1.11s: This is hiena hinnessy laughing alout at the Willingdone. This is lipsyg dooley krieging the funk...
1.11t: This is the wixy old Willingdone picket up the half of the threefoiled hat of lipoleums fromoud of the bluddle...
1.11u: That was the last joke of Willingdone. Hit, hit, hit! This is the same white harse of the Willingdone, Culpenhelp...
1.11v: This is the seeboy, madrashattaras, upjump and pumpim, cry to the Willingdone: Ap Pukkaru! Pukka Yurap!...
1.11w: This is the dooforhim seeboy blow the whole of the half of the hat of lipoleums off of the top of the tail...



tips are red, harses are orange, bulls are blue, jacs are green, cries are yellow:


Tip motif [fweet-39] (cf U's blind stripling)
ten 'Tip's

the mistress Kathe. Tip.
This is a ffrinch. Tip
your pike and fork! Tip.
hat of Lipoleum. Tip.
his big wide harse. Tip
Sexcaliber hrosspower. Tip.
heart's right there. Tip.
dooleyboy and the hinnessy. Tip.
his big white harse. Tip.
his big wide harse. Tip.


six 'harse's [fweet]

his same white harse, the Cokenhape
his big wide harse
his big white harse, the Capeinhope
his big white harse
the same white harse of the Willingdone, Culpenhelp
his big wide harse... Copenhagen


four parentheses:

(Bullsfoot! Fine!)
(Bullsear! Play!)
(Bullsrag! Foul!)
(Bullseye! Game!)


ejaculations: (1 duple, 6 triples)

Assaye, assaye!
Yaw, yaw, yaw!
Shee, shee, shee!
Ayi, ayi, ayi!
Hee, hee, hee!
Hit, hit, hit!
Hney, hney, hney!


battlecries/battlenoise:

Saloos the Crossgunn! Up with your pike and fork!
Salamangral!
Tarra's widdars!
Tonnerre!
Almeidagad! Arthiz tooloose!
Brum! Brum! Cumbrum!
Underwetter! Ghoat strip Finnlambs!
Gambariste della porca! Dalaveras fimmieras!
Ap Pukkaru! Pukka Yurap!
Basucker youstead!


rhythms
(after the 6th 'Tip' there's lot of battlecries and ejaculations)
(there's 3 Tip's before Bullsfoot and Bullsear and Bullsrag, 1 before Bullseye)

1. Tip
2. Tip Saloos
3. Tip Bullsfoot
4. Tip harse harse
5. Tip Assaye
6. Tip Yaw Shee Salamangral Hee Tarra's Tonnerre Bullsear Almeidagad Brum Underwetter
7. Tip Gambariste harse
8. Tip harse
9. Tip Hit harse Hney Ap Pukkaru Bulsrag Basucker harse
10. Tip Bullseye

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[etext: Mutt and Jute FDV]

FDV:

Scuse me, guy. You tollerday donsk? N. you talkatiff Scowegian? you spigotty angliss? You Phonio Saxo? Nnnn. 'Tis clear all so. Tis a Jute. Let us swop hats
Jute— Are you Jeff?
Mutt— Someward.
Jute— You are not a jeffmute?
Mutt— No, only an utterer
Jute— What is the mutter with you?
Mutt— I became a stummer.
Jute— What turrurrurrurrible thing to because! How?
Mutt— Aput the buttle.
Jute— Whose Poddle? Wherein?
Mutt— The Inns of Dungtarf.
Jute— You are almost inedible to me. Become a little wiseable. Let me cross your. [...] Boohooros I trumple in my mines when I rememmerem.
Jute— Let me cross your qualm with gilt. Here is coyne, a piece of oake.
Mutt— How I know it! It is him. He was poached on that eggtentical spot by the liveries. There where the missers mooney.
Jute— Simply because he dumptied the wholebarrow of rubbages on to soil?
Mutt— Just a puddingstone at a riverpool.
Jute— Lord a marshy! With what for a noise like?
Mutt— Somular to a bull in a Clompturf. I could snore with my owth by the neck I am sutton on O'Flynn.
Jute— Boiledoil for me if I can forestand you norse noise as you make out of it.
Mutt— Rest a while. Half a look onward you will see [...] Thousand & one livestories netherfallen here. They are tombed to the mound. This earth is not but brickdust. He who runes may read it. But speak siftly.




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