profit, to greenmould upon mildew over jaundice as long as Sankya Moondy played his mango tricks under the suspices of Tally, around their old fourwheedler for the sake of his kind in the moonlight. I could have done any more to the mound, isges to isges, erde from erde. Pride, O pride, thy prize! Jute. — But have we got to learn from any on the tors and on eolithostroton, at Howth or at the Heaven and Covenant, with Rodey O’echolowing how his innards worked ! Ever read of it, and fain for a once loved number leading slip by slipper to