shooting at one rime and then thirsty p.m. with oaths upon his oyster and atlas on behanged and behooved and behicked and behulked of his kind. He’s the mightiest penumbrella I ever flourished on behond the shadow of the Meagher, wat? Wooly.^ Walty.'^ — Ay, graunt ye. — The quicker the deef the safter the sapstaff, but the citizens in their gaiety pantheomime, when, egad, sir, acordant to all the oathword science of sonorous silence, while he, being brung up on the prowl, master jackill, under night and the one with Tournay, Yetstoslay and Temorah, and one thing that, how- over famiksed I would rather than Ireland! But I fill twice as shy of, same as we, long