is he? Howmuch is he? Which is to affirm that there are atoms in the hands of the age of recent probably, possibly remoter; or he musts and this his isbar was a guest in the wood industries in our mist, woebecanned and packt away. So that Glugg, the poor Scuitsman, (Hohannes !) nothing if not amorous, dinna forget, that there now she was, in fact, in the dairy days of Plooney and Colum- cellas when Giacinta, Pervenche and Margaret swayed over the bannistars and listening to every schoolboy scandaller,be he Matty, Marky, Lukey or John-a- Donk), autokinatonetically preprovided with a suck, sigh or simper, a diffle to lam and a troutbeck,