Finnegans Wake Notes

097.01 bic bugles, hot to run him, given law, on a scent breasthigh,

097.02 keen for the worry. View! From his holt outratted across the

097.03 Juletide's genial corsslands of Humfries Chase from Mullinahob

097.04 and Peacockstown, then bearing right upon Tankardstown, the

097.05 outlier, awhite noelan which Mr Loewensteil Fitz Urse's basset

097.06 beaters had first misbadgered for a bruin of some swart, led

097.07 bayers the run, then through Raystown and Horlockstown and,

097.08 louping the loup, to Tankardstown again. Ear canny hare for

097.09 doubling through Cheeverstown they raced him, through

097.10 Loughlinstown and Nutstown to wind him by the Boolies. But

097.11 from the good turn when he last was lost, check, upon Ye Hill

097.12 of Rut in full winter coat with ticker pads, pointing for his room-

097.13 ing house his old nordest in his rolltoproyal hessians a deaf fuch-

097.14 ser's volponism hid him close in covert, miraculously ravenfed

097.15 and buoyed up, in rumer, reticule, onasum and abomasum, upon

097.16 (may Allbrewham have his mead!) the creamclotted sherriness of

097.17 cinnamon syllabub, Mikkelraved, Nikkelsaved. Hence hounds

097.18 hied home. Preservative perseverance in the reeducation of his

097.19 intestines was the rebuttal by whilk he sort of git the big bulge

097.20 on the whole bunch of spasoakers, dieting against glues and gra-

097.21 vies, in that sometime prestreet protown. Vainly violence, viru-

097.22 lence and vituperation sought wellnigh utterly to attax and a-

097.23 bridge, to derail and depontify, to enrate and inroad, to ongoad

097.24 and unhume the great shipping mogul and underlinen overlord.

097.25 But the spoil of hesitants, the spell of hesitency. His atake is

097.26 it ashe, tittery taw tatterytail, hasitense humponadimply, heyhey-

097.27 heyhey a winceywencky.

097.28 Assembly men murmured. Reynard is slow!

[097.29-100.04]: rumours of what became of him — he is presumed dead.

097.29 One feared for his days. Did there yawn? 'Twas his stom-

097.30 mick. Eruct? The libber. A gush? From his visuals. Pung? De-

097.31 livver him, orelode! He had laid violent hands on himself, it was

097.32 brought in Fugger's Newsletter, lain down, all in,fagged out,

097.33 with equally melancholy death. For the triduum of Saturnalia

097.34 his goatservant had paraded hiz willingsons in the Forum while

097.35 the jenny infanted the lass to be greeted raucously (the Yardstat-

097.36 ed) with houx and epheus and measured with missiles too from

Summary Page 97:

Gun dogs of all breeds were hot on his scent. From his lair he darted across Humphries Chase, from Mullinshob and Peacockstown, then bearing right upon Tankardstown, then through Raystown and Horlockstown and, louping the loup, to Tankardstown again. He was lost upon Ye Hill of Rut in full winter coat with ticker pads, pointing for his rooming house. He was hidden, then, close in covert, miraculously raven fed and sustained by his cud. Hence hounds hied home. Vainly violence, virulence, and vituperation sought to goad him forth. But his hesitEncy [sic] will give him away (As noted by Herbert Gorman (James Joyce, Farrar and Rinehart, 1939, p. 35), Richard Pigott, who had forged letters implicating Parnell, betrayed himself in the witness box by misspelling the word hesitancy. Finnegans Wake is shot through with recollections of the fate of Parnell, but perhaps nowhere more richly than in these episodes of the scandal, trial, death, and resurrection. Parnell and Pigott are amalgamated in the figure of HCE).  Assemblymen murmured, “Reynard is slow!” There was heard from his hideout an obscure noise. One feared for his days and tried to name what had happened. Was that a yawn? ’Twas his stomach. Did he eruct? Blame his liver. Was it a gush? From his visuals. Pung? Deliver him, O Lord! In Fugger’s Newsletter it was declared that he had laid violent hands on himself. His sons were exhibited in the Forum, and a daughter was born to him amidst general acclaim.