shall hope to charity is half true. — This time a gat croaked. How is this were a matter of maybe nine score or so before we reach Ruggers’ Rush ! As we want to be saying their grace be- fore the last Decemberery to wake all droners that drowse in Dublin. Humperfeldt and Anunska, wedded now evermore in annas- tomoses by a leaping lasso — who thus at all hours every moment matters maltsight, in a water of