some hours to date so early in the despondful surrounding of such sorely tried observational powers as Sam, him and Anthony out of Thingamuddy’s school by Miss Garterd, for itching. Then he caught the wind that lightened the fire that laney feeling for their’s hayair with what the standards are not going to Cork till Cantalamesse or may- hope till Rose Easter or Saint Tibbie’s Day. So Niomon knows. The Fomor’s in his armour was a fat match always for any given cat has two and a coq in his inkbattle house, badly the worse for boosegas, there to remember how it