^|1A Under (rather a)^1| cloud ^|1of witnesses^1| indeed! Yet all of these are now as much no more as were they not yet now or had they then not ever been. Of Hosty, quite a musical genius in a small way, the end is unknown. ^|1O'Donnell O'Mara^1|, somewhat depressed by things ^|1& short of cash^1|, is said to have accepted the (Saxon) King's shilling on the outbreak of the Crimean war, enlisting under the name of Blanco Buckley. ^|1Peter Cloran Paul Horan^1|, at the suggestion of the master in lunacy, became an inmate of an asylum. ^|1Treacle Tom Sordid Sam^1| passed away painlessly one hallow e'en in a state of nature, propelled into the great beyond by footblows of his last bedfellows, three Norwegians of the seafaring class. Shorty disappeared from the surface of the earth so entirely ^|1spoorlessly^1| as to lead the speculative to opine that it came to pass that ^|1he this hobo man^1| (who possessed a large amount of the humorous) had removed his habitat to ^|1the its^1| interior. Again, was the reverend, the sodality director that ^|1fashionable eupeptic^1| vice ^|1preacher flayer^1| to ^|1whom whose pulpit^1| sinning society sirens (vide the daily press) at times became so enthusiastically attached and was an objectionable ass who occasionally wore a raffles ticket in his hat and was openly convicted of malpractices with his tableknife that same cad with a pipe encountered by Humphrey Chimpden?
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^|1It is a well authenticated fact ^|aof the commonest knowledge^a| that the ^|ashape of the^a| average human face ^|achanges its shape frequently alters^a| with the passing of years. Hence it is no easy matter to identify the individual ^|ain baggy pants^a| with already an inclination to baldness who was asked by some ^|abroadfaced^a| boardschool children ^|aon a wall^a| to tell them ^|athe that bedtime^a| story. It was the Lord's day and the request was put to the party ^|a(a native of Ireland, by his brogue ^|b(said to have been average Dublin)^b|, who had made the South coast of ^|bEngland the sister isle^b| his headquarters)^a| as he sat smoking paused ^|afor ten or 15 minutes^a| for a ^|asmoke in ^|bfragrant^b| calabash during^a| his ^|aweekend^a| pastime of executing empty bottles ^|awhich had ^|bformerly not ^|cso very^c| long before^b| contained Reid's family stout,^{a| |a}by cockshot ^|bwith deadly accuracy^b|a|. One sad circumstance the narrator mentioned which goes at once to the heart of things. He rose to his feet ^|aand told of it to tell this group of ^|blittle precocious^b| caremakers, in the simplest ^|bof intensive^b| language ^|bof the ^|cgreat now^c| mythical ^|chabiliments^c| figure in the widewinged hat, the four-in-hand cravat and the gauntlet upon the hand which ^|cfor ever^c| had struck down Destrelle^b|a|.^1|
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^|1In ^|abefitting^a| words a bit duskish ^|aflavoured with a smile ^|bseeing that his thoughts consisted of the cheery,^b|a| he aptly described the scene, ^|aamong other items of passing interest^a| the monolith rising stark from the twilit pinebarren, the ^|abellwether the angelus hour^a|, ^|athe ditchers bent upon their implements,^a| the fallow doe belling softly her ^|amilky^a| approach ^|aas the hour was quite late^a| and how brightly he outed his wallet and gives him a topping ^|aswank^a| cheroot and says he was to suck that ^|aone ^|bbrown^b| boyo^a| and spend a ^|awhole^a| half hour in Havana.^{1| |1}And says he: As sure as eggs is ^|aknown to be^a| what they ^|acommercially^a| are in high ^|aBritish^a| quarters my business credit will ^|aimmediately^a| stand ^|aopen^a| as straight as that ^|a|bhygienic^b|a| monument's fabrication before the hygienic globe ^|aof the Taskmaster's eye (and here the reverent sabbath and bottle breaker uncovered himself of his ^|btricoloured^b| boater cordially inviting the adolescents whom he was wising up to do likewi in like manner) of the great Pastmaster's eye^a|.^1|
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^|1The scene was never forgotten for later in the same century one of that little band of factferreters, then an ex civil servant retired under the sixtyfive act, rehearsed it to a cousin of the late archdeacon Coppinger in a pullman of the transhibernian with one still sadder circumstance which is a heartskewer if ever was. For ^|awhen ^|bwhenever as often as^b|a| the archdeacon spoke of it by request all, hearing his cousin's description of that fellowtraveller's ^|afeatures play of countenance^a|, could really see imagine themselves as listening to the cockshy shooter's evensong evocation of the doomed liberator, his hand ^|aextended protended^a| towards the monumental leadpencil which as the ^|amolyvdokondolin Molyvdokondylon^a| was to be his mausoleum, while over his exculpatory features the ghost of a resignation unveiled diffused a spectral appealingness similar in origin and effect to a beam of sunlight upon a coffinplate.^1|
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The data, did we possess them, are too imprecisely few to warrant our certitude, the testifiers
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too untrustworthily irreperible but certain one thing is, that ere the following winter turned the leaves of the book of nature the shadow of the great outlander had stood at the bar of a hundred tribunals, ^|1in manor hall as in thieves' kitchen^1| here sentenced before trial with Jedburgh Justice, there acquitted against evidence by benefit of clergy. Big, human, erring, forgivable the unforgettable shade looms up behind the varied judgments of those unrecapturable days.

^|1⇒^1| Three soldiers of the Coldstream guards were walking in Montgomery street. One gave an opinion in which all concurred. It was the first woman, they said. He showed himself a man afterwards. A coming actress (who has been called by one critic a vestpocket Siddons) was interviewed in a beauty parlour and said, while righting her cartwheel hat, she hoped he would get a Christmas pardon because the world had been unkind. Then he has been so truly wonderful, she added. A dustman named Sevenchurches in the employ of Bullwinkle and McTigue was asked the question ^|1during the midday repast^1| in a hashhouse and replied: We have just been discussing the case. All our fellows say that he is a ^|1gamey one a thorough sport^1|. A more than usually sober taxidriver ^|1who was hosing his car(?)^1| took a strong view ^|1said^{1| |1}He talked as he worked & this is what he told newspapermen^1|: Earywigger is ^|1just^1| a pink joint scoundrel in private life but folks say he has parliamentary privilege. A barmaid's view was ^|1thus expressed^1|:
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It would be a crying shame to jail him ^|1no matter what wrongdoing went on^1| in consequence of ^|1his ^|ahis bad him enjoying such weak^a|1| health. Brian Linskey, the boy curser, was questioned and gave a snappy comeback when saying: I am for caveman sex, curse it! Them two women ought to get strangled., I say! ^|1Miss Missioner^1| Ida Wombwell, the seventeen year old revivalist, said concerning the ^|1fusiliers incident incident of interference with fusiliers ^|aand others or other persons^a| using the park^1|: That man is a brute — but a magnificent brute. Sylvia Silence, the girl detective, when ^|1told of the different facts ^|atold of the different facts of the case suppliedº with information as to all the different features of the case^a|1| in her cosy bachelor's flat, overlooking Anderson's mews, ^|1said quietly ^|aasked quietly leaned back in her ^|bChesterfield really truly easychair^b| to ^|bquietly restfully^b| query^a|1|: Have you thought^|1, reporter,^1| that sheer greatness was his tragedy? But ^|1in my view according to my attitude^1| he should pay the full penalty. ^|1Section XI of C.L.A. Act 1885^1| A ^|1sailor naval rating^1|, seated on the granite setts of the fishmarket, ^|1where he was silently ^|awatching contemplating^a| a kit of plaice^1| was encouraged to ^|1talk speak^1| by his fiancée and said: I lay ^|1a bob^1| he was to blame about the two slaveys as he had his perfect right but I think there was someone else behind it about the three drummers.