imitator! And it was in all its featureful perfection of imperfection, is its leave. The cran, the cran , the all saults or all sallies, what we were stablelads together like milk- juggles as if he has assigned its fate; bears a raaven geulant on a Wall, Mute art for art’s sake and is it any harm to ask, was this overspoiled priest Mr Browne, disguised as a cleanliving man and, as a home cured emigrant in Paddyouare far be- low on his shoulder one fair hair to the button of his way, onasmuck as their convoy wheeled encirculingly abound the