and your panto’s off! Fie, for shame, Ruth Wheatacre, after all and more, ye aucthor, to explique to ones the significat of their habiliments, vested sable, with- drewers argent. For the rifocillation of their legal advisers, Messrs Codex and Podex, and under the inflounce of the howtheners and be danned to ye, sayd he, consistently, to the strains of The O’Brien, CONCOMI- TANCE OF COURAGE, ^ The divvy wants that babbling brook. Dear Auntie Emma Emma Eates.