008.01 enjoyable of our mounding's mass, now Wallinstone national

008.02 museum, with, in some greenish distance, the charmful water-

008.03 loose country and the two quitewhite villagettes who hear show

008.04 of themselves so gigglesomes minxt the follyages, the prettilees!

008.05 Penetrators are permitted into the museomound free. Welsh and

008.06 the Paddy Patkinses, one shelenk! Redismembers invalids of old

008.07 guard find poussepousse pousseypram to sate the sort of their butt.

008.08 For her passkey supply to the janitrix, the mistress Kathe. Tip.

[008.09-010.23]: the museyroom — the battle of Willingdone versus the Lipoleums and Jinnies.

008.09 This the way to the museyroom. Mind your hats goan in!

008.10 Now yiz are in the Willingdone Museyroom. This is a Prooshi-

008.11 ous gunn. This is a ffrinch. Tip. This is the flag of the Prooshi-

008.12 ous, the Cap and Soracer. This is the bullet that byng the flag of

008.13 the Prooshious. This is the ffrinch that fire on the Bull that bang

008.14 the flag of the Prooshious. Saloos the Crossgunn! Up with your

008.15 pike and fork! Tip. (Bullsfoot! Fine!) This is the triplewon hat* of

008.16Lipoleum. Tip. Lipoleumhat. This is the Willingdone on his

008.17 same white harse*, the Cokenhape. This is the big Sraughter Wil-

008.18 lingdone, grand and magentic in his goldtin spurs and his ironed

008.19 dux and his quarterbrass woodyshoes and his magnate's gharters

008.20 and his bangkok's best and goliar's goloshes and his pullupon-

008.21easyan wartrews. This is his big wide harse. Tip. This is the three

008.22 lipoleum boyne grouching down in the living detch. This is an

008.23 inimyskilling inglis, this is a scotcher grey, this is a davy, stoop-

008.24 ing. This is the bog lipoleum mordering the lipoleum beg. A

008.25 Gallawghurs argaumunt. This is the petty lipoleum boy that

008.26 was nayther bag nor bug. Assaye, assaye! Touchole Fitz Tuo-

008.27 mush. Dirty MacDyke. And Hairy O'Hurry. All of them

008.28 arminus-varminus. This is Delian alps. This is Mont Tivel,

008.29 this is Mont Tipsey, this is the Grand Mons Injun. This is the

008.30 crimealine of the alps hooping to sheltershock the three lipoleums.

008.31 This is the jinnies with their legahorns feinting to read in their

008.32 handmade's book of stralegy while making their war undisides

008.33 the Willingdone. The jinnies* is a cooin her hand and the jinnies is

008.34 a ravin her hair and the Willingdone git the band up. This is big

008.35 Willingdone mormorial tallowscoop Wounderworker obscides

008.36 on the flanks of the jinnies. Sexcaliber hrosspower. Tip. This