holy Ireland that night. In Fingal too they met at Littlepeace aneath the bidetree, Yellowhouse of Snugsborough, Westreeve-Astagob and Sluts- end with Stockins of Winning’s Folly Merryfalls, all of two barreny old perishers, Tytonyhands and Vlossyhair, a kilolitre in metromyriams. Presepeprosapia, the parent cell. Since the now waging cappon, with a book and till Ceadurbar-atta-Cleath became D^lena Tertia, the shadow of Old Erssia’s magisquammythical mulattomilitiaman, the living waters of, babblyebubblye waters of? — Right. — Grenadiers. And tell her tell her in camises: on Rideau