American Phonetic Journal, Volumes 3-5

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Randall P. Prosser
R.P. Prosser, 1856 - Shorthand
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Page 224 - B; by> bjr, bow, new, etch, bath, bathe, marsh, rouge, sing. b, d, f, g, h, j, i, k, 1, m, n, p, r, s, t, v, w, y, z, as usually employed.
Page 111 - Phonetic system, and the important advantages of its adoption, at a cost so trifling as to be within the reach of all.
Page 122 - And every day, in the crowded way, He takes his fearful stand, And numbers his myriad worshippers With his bird-like, long right hand ; And every day, the weak and strong, Widows, and maids, and wives, Blood-warm, blood-cold, young men and old, Offer the Fiend their lives. ' And it's hip ! ' he says,
Page 160 - O oure father which arte in heven, hallowed be thy name. Let thy kingdome come. Thy wyall be fulfilled as well in earth as it ys in heven.
Page 50 - ... diskriminats dem, and de pqrts ov eq simbol ma be deskrjbd in wurdz. In pernt ov fakt el de erdinari sistemz ov teqirj tu red and spel prosed upon dis fundamental fakt. Wun sistem non az " de luk and sA " metod, duz so widst disgjz ; de teqer pcrnts tu a wurd and uterz de s*nd, and prosedz in dis wa wid even nu, wurd until de qild rekognjzez it hwen Jon agen.
Page 160 - O our father which art in heaven, hallowed be thy name. Let thy kingdom come. Thy will be fulfilled, as well in earth, as it is in heaven.
Page 160 - Our father which art in heauen, sanctified be thy name. Let thy kingdom come. Thy will be done, as in heauen, in earth also. Give us today our superstantial bread. And forgive us our dettes as we forgive our detters. And lead us not into temptation. But delivere us from evil. Amen.
Page 175 - Franklin himself skeqt -st a skem ov fonetik spelig, and in a bref leter hwiq he haz left us on de subjekt, haz, in a veri fq wurdz, dispozd ov de objekjon hwiq woz Jqr tu be rflzd agenst it on dr skor ov etimoloji.
Page 150 - Drinked the mixter and wuddnt pay me bekase it tasted nasty, but the mixter'll work his innards, I reckon. " Kase 232. Old Misses Boggs. Aint got no bisnes, but plenty of money. Siknes awl a humbug.
Page 122 - And it's hip," said the Gin-Fiend, " hip, hurrah ! she sinks, but let her be ; In life or death whatever she did was all for the love of me ! a He watched another by the hearth, with sullen face and thin; She uttered words of scorn and hate to one that staggered in. Long had she watched, and when he came his thoughts were bent on blood ; He could not brook her taunting look, and he slew her where she stood]

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