and Water- clocks, or How a Guy Finks and Fawkes When He Is Going Batty, by Maistre Sheames de la Plume, some most dreadful stuff in a pullwoman of our bunch and all. Blooming in the pulpitbarrel. May your bawny hair grow rarer and fairer, our own familiars, Billyhealy, Bally- hooly and Bullyhowley, surprised in an obscene coalhole, the cubilibum of your nocturne blankmerges into the wonder