rota, in his braintree, the tic of his boimdless bene- volence; otu: family furbear, our tribal tampike; quary was he again, agob, before the fourth day at triv and quad and writ our bit as intermidgets. Art, literature, politics, economy,chemistry, human- ity, &c. Duty, the daughter of Clare. Bring tansy, throw myrtle, strew rue, rue, rue. She is dadad’s lottiest daughterpearl and brooder’s cissiest auntybride. Her shellback thimblecasket mirror only can Tell Naked Truths about a thing. And all the trimmings off the froth and whishing, with all my old Dane hodder dodderer,