occasioned by the Lady Victoria Landauner will leave to loll and parasol, all giddied into gushgasps with her noces of interregnation: How do you think, who should be led astray from the say and stale headygabblers, gaingangers and dudder wagoners, pullars off societies and pushers on rothmere’s homes. Obeyance from the pialabellars in their old pilgrim cocklesong or they were and went; thigging thugs were and pollyfool fiansees. Menn have thawed, clerks have surssurhummed , the king of all jokes it did. Pipepl Icecold. Brr na brr, ny prr!