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And the throng came by unto the sneakaports, which were sideholes, and the press accru-ed there against the wicker grates that Haboggis hath installt to be his den’s doors. And the wicker grates were humeros twigs against the press, snapfing crisply. And the tide of the rioteyed and reeling surge-ed in, screaming in tongues and talking in cheeks, saying, Make us whole! Kiss our breast and make us whole! [Knew they no other manner of wholemaking save for breastkissage, there being in their valley an false healer of women, which healeth just that way. And no one in his precinct knewn that he were false; for they all seen his diplomae which he shew them, and his fine hands, and taken him to be at the front of his perfessien.]
’Twere a thusiastic contagion which caus-ed the people to go ascrabbling after Habogus Removed, and ahawling outen his lair all the dirtstuffs & stone which he in his deep secluder
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hath employd. And behold, came they there in the dirt upon a fair hand that were making signels. And the seekers said, There be a damsel down in the dirt. And some said, We are not here for damsels, but for the lord. Nevertheless pulld they, and diggd, and thus produc-ed forth Nina Pang of family Pang, famed of Pang Gazetteers; tho Barhogus, knowing not her true identifact, hath been calling her Cradle of Civility.
And when that she, besoild and abraded, had spatted out the dirt that was in her mouth, and had blasted clean the burrow with her strobic smile, then said she unto them, Nina Pang. I believe that some of us have met.
For Nina, mingler and singing sparrow and truthdigger, hath gone undergrounds for to glean a telling account concerning the lord Habogus (which some callen Lord Hoebagoo, or Lord Weibaggus); and Zound! hath she diggd up e’er so much for her gazzet! Marry, I did know, saith she, That the dirt burial of me that he pulld were possibol any time, as once or twice spake he in that vein. Therefore took I survivol measures, yet having use for the world and its enjoyments.
Firstwise (saith Nina), whilst he was in the city to perform his wisdams & launch his imposings, droppt I this airingshaft from topside, the aperture of which I conceal-ed ’hind some portraiture of his posing grandiosity. Nextly, remaint I precious near unto my concealt airingshaft, lest the dirt commence to fly and catch me chanceless. And nextly, when that he snapft and the dirt commenst to fly, then I my chance did gain, and stack mine head into this shaft, that I might pull breth til the coming of mine agents of excavatien.
Yea (saith Nina), agents, for I keep agents aplenty, lest any one or more of them be boughten off, or be hangd for merder or mayham, or be quarterd by ogres, or of any hap fail to sally out on the eventide and sound the shaft for my rejoining tones of distress, which together we have practist, that they shud know an I suff a plight down here. Any of many savers might I have had today, and been pulld out in course. (Tho, where were they last eve?) But ye in stead I see jumpt in, a mob on the move, yet gentle to the Pang. If in mining me ye have err-ed, then ye have err’d for Truth, and for the story of your lord have ye err’d. For, llama! Have I some materiol! What faithful e’er wud believe the ditsy niggles he air-ed, in his secret protests against your imperfect worship that leavd him grasping and hungry for adequot honor! How too he lay about, smelling his success, and letting slip that he was nothing. —But, read the tablet. Go, be taught to read, and pay my coins and read the Pang Gazette; for there alone the truth will lie.
And shuffld she spirited in place, eyes closed, indulging visiens of the gazetterial accolades to flow herwards when short her story break.
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| jptArchive Issue 5 |
| Copyright 2008- WJ Schafer & WC Smith - All Rights Reserved |
| Chapitre |
| 1. Momentous Among Us pp. 1-2 |
| 2. Come Crashing Parodise, Those Crying Want pp. 2-4 |
| 3. Breach and a Sudden Pang pp. 4-5 |
| 4. Men Uncork the Power of their Faithe pp. 6-7 |
| 5. To the Venturer Who Hath Conceit p. 7 |
| 6. Indectic p. 8 |
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