I have no idea if this is correct, but every word of it was true, and I figured if Ireland could it, than so could I. 225 words.
Today I read a novel, aloud, by William Henry Ireland, about an evil monk, his nefarious plans, the innocent girls he abducted and raped, and the daring heroes who risked life and limb to rescue them from dreary dungeons, dangerous crypts, cruel fiends, and desolation, for my professor, and it was boring, uninteresting, dull, and full of commas, much like this rather long sentence; however, none of the commas were incorrect, (which is odd because I understand that none of the commas were Ireland’s at all, he was very sparse with his punctuation, but rather, each comma was the result of an overzealous printer, who, simply placed commas every where his train of thought was interrupted, and nobody seemed to notice for nearly 200 years, but it should be pointed out that nobody noticed Ireland at all for the past 200 years until my odd professor started writing biographies and critical essays about the man) there was just a great deal of them, as well as other odd punctuation: full colons, several dashes—sometimes the dashes were at the end of the sentence and included a capital, yet, other times the dashes did come with a capital letter, and I won’t even mention the words that didn’t need to be hyphenated at all—exclamation points, random capitalization, and other items that made my eyes bleed.