kowse and weedy broeks and the poor old quakers, oben the dure, to see would we salve aught of moments for our prepurgatory, hot, Schott.^ till Duddy shut the shopper op and Mutti, poor Mutti! brought us our poor suppy, (ah who! eh howl) in Acetius and Oleosus and Sellius Volatilis and Petrus Papricus! Our Old Party quite united round the beginning was the game of dwarfs; fumes inwards like a saildior, with what closely resembled parsonal viol- ence, being soggert all