| Show parable of the good shepherd and now approach eth the time when the gay and fes festive tivo sheep herder cometh th nih nigh 0 unto the gates of the city and ad listeth up his voice saying verily I 1 have much to be proud of yea this hath been a season of great prosperity insomuch as the girdle which encircles my loins round about is filled to overflowing with doubloons doub loons shekels and rupees indicative of tho the past seasons successes sos ay then lie biath himself into thu the busy city and arra yeth him in purple and fine linen a and iid admired himself as ono of a groat great poop people je and he hath sworn by tho the boar bear I 1 of the groat allah to imbibo imbibe not ono jot nor one tit alo of tho the thrice accursed i po battion that 0 enter mons mens mouths to steal away choir brains thus eddoth the first day of his advent admont city and like unto the first day into the second thereof but on the third morning ho eth him self saving what an am I 1 I 1 that I 1 should bo be classed among the he boasts beasts of the flold field and the fowls of the air verily the people of this precinct not that I 1 am among them forsooth forsooth F I 1 11 I 1 will now whoop or up in in the latest itu improved proved stylo style and it so came to pass that on the evening of the third day the gay and festive sucker after many hours of merry malting making during which time ho he over ever and anon irrigated his gastronomic apparius ap with copious draughts 0 of red eye lost his hard earned shekels against the knights of the green cloth ho he cop coppered the deuce and played the ace open but lo 10 aad bo be hold I 1 the turn came aco ace douce deuce and on oil the morning of the fourth day ho he was soon seen nigh unto the drawbridge draw bridge which spans the fofe outside tho the wa walls als of the city his voice bursting fourth lamentations yo ye he cried aloud that the walls of the city might fall on him to crush him and ho he smote himself hip and thigh and thus soliloquised whereof Whore of oh holy long ion horned spoon has this affliction fallon fallen upon mo me evon even so as I 1 was wealthy unto yesterday so today to day am I 1 rimmed ruined and hopelessly insolvent neither do I 1 possess so much aa one sou marque yea not a cold continental tin parsimonious picayune and he bo wot not that it was so meeker herald |
