169.01 Shem is as short for Shemus as Jem is joky for Jacob. A few

169.02 toughnecks are still getatable who pretend that aboriginally he

169.03 was of respectable stemming (he was an outlex between the lines

169.04 of Ragonar Blaubarb and Horrild Hairwire and an inlaw to Capt.

169.05 the Hon. and Rev. Mr Bbyrdwood de Trop Blogg was among

169.06 his most distant connections) but every honest to goodness man

169.07 in the land of the space of today knows that his back life will

169.08 not stand being written about in black and white. Putting truth

169.09 and untruth together a shot may be made at what this hybrid

169.10 actually was like to look at.

169.11 Shem's bodily getup, it seems, included an adze of a skull, an

169.12 eight of a larkseye, the whoel of a nose, one numb arm up a

169.13 sleeve, fortytwo hairs off his uncrown, eighteen to his mock lip,

169.14 a trio of barbels from his megageg chin (sowman's son), the

169.15 wrong shoulder higher than the right, all ears, an artificial

169.16 tongue with a natural curl, not a foot to stand on, a handful of

169.17 thumbs, a blind stomach, a deaf heart, a loose liver, two fifths of

169.18 two buttocks, one gleetsteen avoirdupoider for him, a manroot

169.19 of all evil, a salmonkelt's thinskin, eelsblood in his cold toes, a

169.20 bladder tristended, so much so that young Master Shemmy on

169.21 his very first debouch at the very dawn of protohistory seeing

169.22 himself such and such, when playing with thistlewords in their

169.23 garden nursery, Griefotrofio, at Phig Streat III Shuvlin, Old

169.24 Hoeland, (would we go back there now for sounds, pillings and