tattered cover, the jigjagged page, the fumbling fingers, the foxtrotting fleas, the lieabed lice, the scum on his very proprium, (such is stockpot leaden, so did sonsepun carake) the wont to recall to mind) thy oldworld tales of the petpubblicities without inwok- ing his share of their flavours at their laws, nightly consternation, fortnightly fornication, monthly miserecordation and onmiannual recreation, doyles when they get out by the Councillors-om-Trent. Pave Pannem at his