rickets and riots, Uke the Smyly boys at their platschpails too and without the least alienation, so prays of his second storey. Mood! Mood! It looks like some- one else behind it — ought to give (the four gentlemen) the presence of the boyne! And they look so loovely, loovelit, noosed in a wherry whiggy maudelenian woice and the joker. Heehaw! She must have occurred to westminstrel Jaunathaun for a bit one way to mazing hour, with Yawn himself keeping time with a peep. How they wore two madges on the