Oh, God

Sir-I've grown a trifle bored to read these rants against the Lord

To make the world in seven days with one day off deserves our praise Miss Follick whose undoubted wit—why yes—she uses words like

Shit

And Crap, most rational

just the gear

it must be rather hard to smear two thousand years or so of Him (of course he's just a feeble whim—a concept, read your Sigmund Freud)

Well I mean to say you know He's enough to make any decent upright young New Zealand girl annoyed.

A fascist too, a pusher—Yea—the type to lead young folks astray enough—Miss Follick, cross your—let's crucify the bum again.