"more than the old longbearded jews in their jellibees and levites assembly and sound clear and gunfire for the men and to cross the lines and the warden marching with his keys" (U18.687)
"to lock the gates" (U18.689)

The sender of this PC (1906) writes: "The fortifications of Gibraltar are massive."
This PC shows the Frontier Gates and Police Hut.
This PC shows the Land Port Gate.
"and the bagpipes and only captain Groves and father talking about Rorkes drift and Plevna and sir Garnet Wolseley" (U18.689)
"and Gordon at Khartoum" (U18.691)
"lighting their pipes for them everytime they went out drunken old devil with his grog on the windowsill catch him leaving any of it picking his nose trying to think of some other dirty story to tell up in a corner" (18.691)
"but he never forgot himself when I was there sending me out of the room on some blind excuse paying his compliments the Bushmills whisky talking of course but hed do the same to the next woman that came along I suppose he died of galloping drink ages ago" (U18.694)
"the days like years not a letter from a living soul except the odd few I posted to myself with bits of paper in them so bored sometimes" (U18.698)
"he didnt recognise me either when I half frowned at him outside Westland row chapel where does their great intelligence come in Id like to know grey matter they have it all in their tail if you ask me those country gougers up in the City Arms intelligence they had a damn sight less than the bulls and cows they were selling the meat and the coalmans bell that noisy bugger trying to swindle me with the wrong bill he took out of his hat what a pair of paws and pots and pans and kettles to mend any broken bottles for a poor man today" (U18.708) (Image courtesy of the ZJJF)
"no visitors or post ever except his cheques or some advertisement like that wonderworker they sent him addressed dear Madam only his letter and the card from Milly this morning see she wrote a letter to him who did I get the last letter from O Mrs Dwenn now what possessed her to write from Canada after so many years to know the recipe I had for pisto madrileno Floey Dillon since" (U18.715)
"I wish somebody would write me a loveletter his wasnt much and I told him he could write what he liked yours ever Hugh Boylan in old Madrid stuff silly women believe love is sighing I am dying still if he wrote it I suppose thered be some truth in it true or no it fills up your whole day and life always something to think about every moment and see it all round you like a new world I could write the answer in bed to let him imagine me short just a few words" (U8.734)
"not those long crossed letters Atty Dillon used to write to the fellow that was something in the four courts that jilted her after" (U18.740)

A crossed letter from 1907 Dublin.
We owe the explanation to the OED and Harald Beck, see his informative article in the JJON.
"out of the ladies letterwriter when I told her to say a few simple words he could twist how he liked" (U18.742)
"not acting with precipat precip itancy with equal candour the greatest earthly happiness answer to a gentlemans proposal affirmatively my goodness theres nothing else its all very fine for them but as for being a woman as soon as youre old they might as well throw you out in the bottom of the ashpit." (U18.743)
"Mulveys was the first when I was in bed that morning and Mrs Rubio brought it in with the coffee she stood there standing when I asked her to hand me and I pointing at them I couldnt think of the word a hairpin to open it with ah horquilla" (U18.748)
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