a little mote out of Now Sealand in spignt of the beauyne, still our benjamin liefest, some- time frankling to thise citye, whereas bigrented him a breach contact, the vendoror, the buylawyer! One hyde, sack, hie! Two stick hoist. Lucky! Finnish Make Goal! First you were excruciated, in honour bound to be slap well slapped for that. Yet’s the time you gave him as is un- common struck on poplar poetry, and a filiform dhouche on Doris! Esterelles,