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Ulysses

And what was it only one of the smutty yankee pictures
Terry borrows off of Corny Kelleher. Secrets for enlarging
your private parts. Misconduct of society belle. Norman
W. Tupper, wealthy Chicago contractor, finds pretty but

faithless wife in lap of officer Taylor. Belle in her bloomers
misconducting herself, and her fancyman feeling for her
tickles and Norman W. Tupper bouncing in with his
peashooter just in time to be late after she doing the trick
of the loop with officer Taylor.
—O jakers, Jenny, says Joe, how short your shirt is!
—There’s hair, Joe, says I. Get a queer old tailend of
corned beef off of that one, what?
So anyhow in came John Wyse Nolan and Lenehan
with him with a face on him as long as a late breakfast.
—Well, says the citizen, what’s the latest from the
scene of action? What did those tinkers in the city hall at
their caucus meeting decide about the Irish language?
O’Nolan, clad in shining armour, low bending made
obeisance to the puissant and high and mighty chief of all
Erin and did him to wit of that which had befallen, how
that the grave elders of the most obedient city, second of
the realm, had met them in the tholsel, and there, after
due prayers to the gods who dwell in ether supernal, had
taken solemn counsel whereby they might, if so be it

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