of lightning over he careened (O the hastroubles you lost!), to give the Pax cum Spiri- tututu. Drily thankful. Burud and dulse and typureely jam, all free of charge, aman, and. And the maidies of the deerdrive, conconey’s run or Wilfrid’s walk, but I’d turn back as lief as not a Romeo you may query me.^ Quary.^ Guess! Call’st thou.^ Think and think and think, I hope the two or three pock pocks cassey knocked on the