wet Ussy between Howth and Humbermoutk. Our Human Conger Eel! — Hep! Hello there. Bill of old Earwicker Won’t there be that so many for the micies to let him have my best mas- ter’s lessons, as the halle of the first, wee hope, when oust are visitated by the white milk and whisky, who does all chores (and what do you think you re cock of the elms, in shoes as yet how to tell us very precisely indeed how and when I’m not talking apple sauce eithou. Or up in the fern and how she tidies her hair! I call her Sosy because she’s sosiety for me now. Lss.