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Didst hear the fellow's words who handed it? I asked from whom it came, he spoke by rote, " The pepper bites, the corn is ripe for harvest, I come from Eisenach." 'T is some tedious jest.

Doubtless your shrewd friend Prior Peppercorn Masks here some warning. Ask the scrivener To help us to its contents. {{C|SGHNETZEN {to the clerk). }} Bead me these. {{c|SCBiVEJNEK {reads),}} "Beware, Lord Henry Schnetzen, of Susskind's lying tongue ! He will thrust a cuckoo's egg into your nest. [Signed] One Who Knows.'