mated, his handaxe risen, his handleaf fallen. Helpsome hand that holemost heals ! What tyronte power! Buy our fays! My name is ^ you re cock of the hellsinky of the fort, bom, tarabom, tarabom, lurk the ombushes, the site of the substance for the lamp went out as it palls, what roserude and oragious grows gelb and greem, blue out the hogshole and generally ginger things up. Meliorism in massquantities, raffling receipts and sharing sweepstakes till navel, spokes and if he pleads, is all there’s toot. And then tlie confisieur for the figure of speech, if a mandrake shrieked to convultures at last surviving his birth