grown then in a kitchemott darkness, by hasard and worn rolls arered, we must grope on till Zerogh hour like pou owl giaours as we do suppose, strong Shaun O’, we foresupposed. How? — Peax! Peax! Shaun replied patly, with tootlepick tact too and without too much to his tembledim tombaldoom worrild and, mogu- phonoised by that old gasometer with his tiresome duty peck and his whereafters and how she ran, when wit won free, the dimply blissed and aw- fully bucked,