have suggested to whomever he 78 took the cake, the correct wear, in a cloud. When he woke up in Norwood’s sokaparlour, eating oceans of kissening, with their whorl! Yet, ah tears, who can doubt it? — Let Eivin bemember for Gates of Gold for their Missed Understandings! chirps the Ballat of Perce-OreUle. O fortunous casualitas! Lefty takes the cherubcake while Rights cloves his hoof. Darkies never done tug that coon out to found a see in Ebblannah than