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1. Death Bringeth Predicoments---pages 1-3
2. Prey to the Japes of Fate---pages 3-5
3. The Cutting Crew Detect a Man Worth Murdering---pages 5-7
4. Practice of Havoc---pages 7-11
5. Miraculous Knowledges Made for Play in the Sport of Belief---pages 11-13
6. Reform By The Shove of Gods---pages 13-15
*UR Here > 7. Come Annexin, Come Again the Aulde as New (page 15 cont.)
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Obscurity Inutility

landed.  And he went outen that meeting feeling as an muche had been accomplisht, with room still for growth. 

            And Annexin Takeover Helliseize turnd his attentiens unto plottes & conspiracies.  And the first of plottes which he hatcht was this, to assassoneer the widow Ross.  For she were the living rust of an antique order, smutting the gleem of Annexin’s fresh forgings with a crustly creepfing influense.  The root of the house of Ross she were, its lingring germ and culture; therefore to go had she, and so she went.

            And when they said, Who hath merderd the Widow? he did answer and say, Yea who, forsooth?  Who do ye think?  And he opent a majer investagasian. 

            And when in time they came and said, What hast thou found, in thine investogaishin? he answerd up and said, Alas, the trace is cold; all that I may give you are my shrugs.  For justice alighteth not upon us free like as doth the dew, mine honeybugs, but with an hunger for the civvil purse.  Our present dearth of fundiary doth realitate little of investogaiting, I weep to say. 

            And the people in their devotien after stiff vengence said unto him, We are amenabol to a certain hyke in outlay, where justiss is concernt.  How much of fundings dost thou neede?

            And he answerd again and said, How much of justiss do ye wante?

fanciful on the grape, Annexon had envisaged him self breast-high in pastoral hay, abiznissing some rusticol graingrub bizniss barons, he by & by saying, Let me back to Hellcadt and sound mine advisers, and we shall see, we shall see.)  Yea, other names of other places & things there were that Annexan change-ed unto names having Hell in them—Hell thisse, & Hell thatte; for sake of joy, he had learnt to favor his ears with echoes of his essence in the surroundabouts.    

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            And the people seen that Annexon gat no innerst in their additudes & opiniens concerning their guvment.  Nay, but his was the stance that Obediense were all the game, and not Belief, and not any Patriodic Profunditae.  (Whosoever be calld Patriot, the same doth Annexin call patridiot; and their qualifying deeds he calleth patridiotic.) 

            Now, severol among his helix of sponsors gave caution unto him, saying, Annexigoos, haps thou oughts pat thy publick with more generous strokes than this patridiot blow, and patridiotic.  And the router-conquester bow-ed before his earnest patrons, neither spot-slew he any one, but pulld a duteous facial, and raisd his arms to the gods and vowd improviment.  Yet, so soon as the last of those tedious coojers quitted the palaver table at Hellcadt and funneld outen the Godspeed Gate, the individjulist once callt bel Grande were backe on his beate, deep in his stuffe, clucking after them.  And he sat upon his dunging pot, and said as to them, Sponsor this fellow.

            For Annexin drewn upon exsperiense, in fashioning a leadershipf packidge.  The old natien (saith he) crankt on through generasiens that knew nor needed no generosidy; wherefore now oughts I be generous?  And he choos-ed notte to be.

            And after a time came a priest designate before him, saying, What shall I tell my brothers that we may to openly believe, and what to keep hid, in this new day?

            And Annexin anserd and said unto him, New day, aulde day, dawn of next yesterday eve or tomorrow past: ’Tis unto every man to believe thatsoe’er he will, and to keep it hid.  All that he doth openly, hath to do with carriage in his milieu, that he be neither steppt upon by giants nor lookt through as vaporous; but this his daily scratch hath nought to do with belief.  Yea, priest, my time & tussle hath teach-ed me that belief, like as the apnoea of sleepf and the rocks of marriage, were an offhours reckning intimot unto each man’s respective lyfe.  Wherefore insist to make a fever of its privacy, and increase it to contagion for passing about?

            And the priest designate went again unto his brothers and said, All his words were familier; yet ’twere his assemblage of them that leaveth me enstupor’d.  Nought still can I tell unto you concerning that we may to openly believe, and that to keep hid.  Let us therefore to repeat past mistakes and accuracies.

            And these were some of the early days of Hellannex, which once was august old Mome.  And Hellannex became Kingia.  And Kingia became Tyrannia.  And Tyrannia became Thisland.  And Thisland was riven; and the east became an embattld wilderness callt Place, and the west was again callt Mome. 

            And Place was conquerd, and became Kingia; and Mome became Tyrannia.  And Kingia became Thisland, and Tyrannia became Place.  And Thisland and Place were joind, and became a great natien, full with great poepel.

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Book 2: "The Things to Believe" --------Illustrated by w schafer
from The Book of Wine & Seizures ----by wc smith
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