Margaret Anderson was 43 when she published the first volume of her autobiography "My Thirty Years' War" in 1930. She had published the Little Review from 1914 to 1929, serialising Ulysses with Ezra Pound's help from 1918 to 1921. "Our thirty minutes war's alull." seems to be FW's only allusion to her-- though they were both in Paris from 1924 to 1940, Ellmann says nothing about them crossing paths.
[♬ Dolly's Brae]
[♬ Good-bye, Dolly Gray]
"chastenot coulter" ← 'Horse-chestnuts... Coulter'
FDV: "So who over comes ever for whoopee week must put up with the Jug and Chambers. But now! Housefather calls enthreateningly. Ansiosa looks in the pot. The coming man, the future woman the food that is to build — what he with fifteen years will do, the ring in her mouth of joyous guard, stars astir and stirabout. A plagueful for hirs, a saucy for hers. But one and two were never worth. So they must have their final. Now for La Bella Icy-la-Bella. For they are not on terms, they two, since their baffle of whatalose and will not be atoned at all while felixed is who culpas does and Brune is bad friendsch for Jour d'Anno. For she will walk out. And it must be with who? Elsethere is danger of solitude. Postreintroducing Jeremy." [frustratingly opaque!]
2DV: "So who over comes ever for whoopee week must put up with the Jug and Chambers. But heed! Our thirty minute's war's alull. All's quiet on the champs de Mai. Housefather calls enthreateningly. Annsighosa looks in her potstill to see