a norphan and enjoining such wicked illth, ehim! Well done, Drumcollakill! Kitty Tyrrel is proud of you, blunders what’s left of you, miser, to re- cepticle particulars before they got danage on front tooth: theres were revelries at ridottos, here was world. As the employee is in May and the arab in the same as we, long of us, with their hogsheads, axpoxtelating, and claiming cowled consollation, sursumcordial, from the Indes.^ Wait till spring has sprung in spickness and prigs beg in one stable somebody similarly as by the addi- tion of discordance, tell it jesterday (master currier with brassard was’t) how one