39.28-40.26, first draft: This Treacle Tom repeated the tale more than once during uneasy slumber and in the hearing of a ballad-monger and a ^A>discharged^<A drapery executive ^A>O'Donnell ^B>Peter Cloran^<B<A out of work for the moment ^A>O'Donnell a secretary of no fixed abode who had passed several nights in ^?a^? doorway^<A and ^A>Hosty^<A an illstarred streetsinger ^A>busker^<A who^A>, feeling suicidal ,^<A had been tossing on his doss . . .

final text: This Treacle Tom . . . resnored . . . the substance of the tale . . . in their hearings of a small and stonybroke cashdraper's executive, Peter Cloran (discharged), O'Mara, an exprivate secretary of no fixed abode (locally known as Mildew Lisa), . . . and Hosty, (no slouch of a name). . . .

41.03-8, first draft: ^A>O'Donnell ^B>& Peter Cloran ^C>as an understood thing ,^<C<B slept in the same bed ^B>one bunk^<B with hosty^<A

final text: Lisa O'Deavis and Roche Mongan . . . as an understood thing slept their sleep of the swimborne in the one sweet undulant mother of tumblerbunks with Hosty

48.1-49.29, first draft: Of Hosty, quite a musical genius in small way, the end is unknown. O'Donnell ^A>, somewhat depressed by things ,^<B is said to have enlisted at the time of the Crimean war under the name of Buckley. Peter Cloran, at the suggestion of the Master in Lunacy, became an inmate of an asylum . Treacle Tom passed away painlessly . . .

final text: of poor Osti-Fosti, described as quite a musical genius in a small way . . . no one end is known. . . . His husband,, poor old A'Hara (Okaroff?) crestfallen by things . . . accepted the (Zassnoch!) ardree's shilling at the conclusion of the Crimean war and . . . soldiered a bit with Wolsey under the assumed name of Blanco Fusilovna Bucklovitch . . . . Poor old dear Paul Horan . . . at the suggestion thrown out by the doomster in loquacity lunacy, so says the Dublin Intelligence, was thrown into a Ridley's for inmates in the northern counties. . . . Sordid Sam . . . passed away painlessly . . . .