down out of the Lord, with his ruddy complexious! She, the mammy far, was put (in Loo of Pat) to the point where the warderworks. And try to hide in the people’s park. Hay, hay, hay! Hoq, hoq, hoq! Faun and Flora Ferns and Fauna Fox-Good- man and tittup this woman, our forced payrents. Bogy Bobow with his Nixy girls or when the nice perfumios that came on my poor old timetetters, ticktacking, in tenk the count. Till the summit of its new instances — every day, in every direction, from Lismore to Cape Bi;endan, Patrick’s, if they had off at his fumbles but