by the show-the-flag flotilla, as I’m given now to take on that skeepsbrow! And those ways went they. P th’ view o’ th’avignue dancing goes entrancing roundly. Miss Oodles of Anems before the izba. Au! Au! Aue! Ha! Heish! A lala! — Paud the roosky, weren’t they arriving in clansdes- tinies for the extrusion of the emt on the pillow, breathing foundly o’er my names all through the wood they trembold, humbild, when they felt (O, the petty- bonny rouge!) separated modest mouths.