'Tis th' quite, resarved, ca'm
spoken man that's mashed on himsilf.
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If men cud on'y enjye th' wealth an' position th' newspapers give thim
whin they're undher arrest! Don't anny but prominent clubman iver elope
or embezzle?
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Miditation is a gift con-fined to unknown philosophers an' cows. Others
don't begin to think till they begin to talk or write.
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A good manny people r-read th' ol' sayin' "Larceny is th' sincerest form
iv flatthry."
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Tis a good thing th' fun'ral sermons ar-re not composed in th'
confissional.
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Most vigitaryans I iver see looked enough like their food to be classed
as cannybals.
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I don't see why anny man who believes in medicine wud shy at th' faith
cure.
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Miracles are laughed at be a nation that r-reads thirty millyon
newspapers a day an' supports Wall sthreet.
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All men are br-rave in comp'ny an' cow'rds alone, but some shows it
clearer thin others.
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I'd like to tell me frind Tiddy that they'se a strenuse life an' a
sthrenuseless life.
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