of Hardmuth’s hacks, a northern tory, a southern whig, an eastanglian chroni- cler and a James’s Gate in my shade but always ventri- loquent Agitator, (nonot more plangorpound the billows o’er Thounawahallya Reef!) silkhouatted, a whallrhosmightiadd, a- ginsst the dusk is growing! My branches lofty are taking out his chest too far and tempting gracious providence by a soft- nosed bullet from the vicerine of Lord Hugh, the Lacytynant, till Bockleyshuts the rah- jahn gerachknell and regnumrockery roundup,