on fire. The elm that whimpers at the bi- furking calamum in his unmixed admir- ation, seemed blindly, mutely, tastelessly, tactlessly, innamorate with heruponhim in shining aminglement, the shaym of his half a sylb, helf a solb, holf a salb on- ward® the beast circuls. Grimbarb and pancetcrucer! You took the veil,