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           —Thenoblest,thetruest,sayshe.Andhe’sgone,poorlittleWilly,poorlittlePaddyDignam.

           Andmournfulandwithaheavyhearthebewepttheextinctionofthatbeamofheaven.

           OldGarryowenstartedgrowlingagainatBloomthatwasskeezingroundthedoor.

           —Comein,comeon,hewon’teatyou,saysthecitizen.

           SoBloomslopesinwithhiscod’seyeonthedogandheasksTerrywasMartinCunninghamthere.

           —O,ChristM’Keown,saysJoe,readingoneoftheletters.Listentothis,willyou?

           Andhestartsreadingoutone.

           7HunterStreet,

           Liverpool.

           TotheHighSheriffofDublin,

           Dublin.

           HonouredsiribegtooffermyservicesintheabovementionedpainfulcaseihangedJoeGanninBootlejailonthe12ofFebuary1900andihanged...

           —Showus,Joe,saysI.

           —...privateArthurChaceforfowlmurderofJessieTilsitinPentonvilleprisonandiwasassistantwhen...

           —Jesus,saysI.

           —...BillingtonexecutedtheawfulmurdererToadSmith...

           Thecitizenmadeagrabattheletter.

           —Holdhard,saysJoe,ihaveaspecialnackofputtingthenooseonceinhecan’tgetouthopingtobefavourediremain,honouredsir,mytermsisfiveginnees.

           H.Rumbold,

           MasterBarber.

           —Andabarbarousbloodybarbarianheistoo,saysthecitizen.