Meditations As I dressed me.

The world is very large I am small in the world I will aspire as I go to chapel I view Riddell who toucheth his hat.

Gross conduct of my father sending me only half a crown breakfast at 7:33.
Disturbance with the evil Telson whereby I obtained lines." This was quite enough for one day, and Riddell, greatly mystified, turned a few pages farther on to see if the narrative became more lucid as it progressed.
"I am now a skyrocket.

Meditations on being a skyrocket.

The world is very large, etcetera.