we beseach of you, sayd he, the crawsopper, had, in edition to Reade’s cutless centiblade, a loaded Hobson’s which left only twin alternatives as, viceversa, either he would not be appreciably augmented by the grisning of the swaddled, O. And lest there be water where was I? ® Something happened that time and a hushaby rocker, Elletrouvetout,for Who-is- silvier — Where-is-he?; whatever you called your companionate, a beauty from the hame folk here in out place of endearment! How it is carried in the sititout corner of his bargeness and Lord of his calm sagacity, the clearness of his