Come up, Kinch! Come up, you fearful jesuit! Halted, he peered down the dark winding stairs and called out coarsely: A yellow dressinggown, ungirdled, was sustained gently behind him on the mild morning air. Stately, plump Buck Mulligan came from the stairhead, bearing a bowl of lather on which a mirror and a razor lay crossed. ANNE WIMBLES, FLO WANGLES-YET CAN YOU BLAME THEM? SOPHOMORE PLUMPS FOR OLD MAN MOSES.ĭIMINISHED DIGITS PROVE TOO TITILLATING FOR FRISKY FRUMPS. SOPHIST WALLOPS HAUGHTY HELEN SQUARE ON PROBOSCIS. SOME COLUMN!-THAT’S WHAT WADDLER ONE SAIDĭAMES DONATE DUBLIN’S CITS SPEEDPILLS VELOCITOUS AEROLITHS, BELIEF NOTED CHURCHMAN AN OCCASIONAL CONTRIBUTOR WITH UNFEIGNED REGRET IT IS WE ANNOUNCE THE DISSOLUTION OF A MOST RESPECTED DUBLIN BURGESS WILLIAM BRAYDEN, ESQUIRE, OF OAKLANDS, SANDYMOUNT
