Volume II Part 22 (1/2)

Said King hello to the , Dons, the very thing I have wanted My people are increasing too fast

They keep up the succession too well Tell your illustrious ahout the island, by procla to a char their interests the saroom; lived in the same palace; dined off the same cloth; cut from the same bread-fruit; drank from the sa ar frankness, paced up and down in their do the prospect of the next harvest of heads

In his old-fashi+oned way, having related all this, with many other particulars, Mohi was interrupted by Babbalanja, who inquired how the people of Diranda relished the ga coolly thinned out in that manner

To which in substance the chronicler replied, that of the true object of the games, they had not the faintest conception; but haether, like jolly good fellows

”Right again, immortal old Bardianna!” cried Babbalanja

”And what has the sage to the point this time?” asked Media

”Why, my lord, in his chapter on ”Cracked Crowns,” Bardianna, after s, thus concludes: In this cracked sphere we live in, then, cracked skulls would see thereof cease, till this pugnacious animal we treat of be deprived of his natural ht well doth man love to bruise and batter all occiputs in his vicinity”

”Seems to me, our old friend must have been on his stilts that time,”

interrupted Mohi

”No, Braid-Beard But by way of apologizing for the unusual rigidity of his style in that chapter, he says in a note, that it ritten upon a straight-backed settle, when he was ill of a luible Azzageddi again,” said Media, ”Proceed with your quotation, Babbalanja”

”Where was I, Braid-Beard?”

”Battering occiputs at the last accounts,” said Mohi

”Ah, yes And right well doth man love to bruise and batter all occiputs in his vicinity; he but follows his instincts; he is but one ers all ith a relish; and on every side is heard the howls of hyenas, the throttlings ofwarfare of the insect battalions: and the shrill cries of lady Tartars rending their lords And all this existeth of necessity To war it is, and other depopulators, that we are beholden for elbow-rooardens, wherein we are wont to expatiate

Coos! Come on, I say, for who shall stay ye? Come on, and healthfulize the census! And eon! Cracked are, our crowns by nature, and henceforth forever, cracked shall they be by hard raps”

”And hopelessly cracked the skull, that hatched such a tirade of nonsense,” said Mohi

”And think you not, old Bardianna knew that?” asked Babbalanja ”He wrote an excellent chapter on that very subject”

”What, on the cracks in his own pate?”

”Precisely And expressly asserts, that to those identical cracks, was he indebted for what little light he had in his brain”

”I yield, Babbalanja; your old Ponderer is older than I”

”Ay, ay, Braid-Beard; his crest was a tortoise; and this was the motto:--'I bite, but am not to be bitten'”

CHAPTER xxxV They Visit The Lords Piko And hello

In good ti at Greenwich aht and left; sos; not one with a tail; but to a h rather the worse for wear; covered with lunificent and illustrious lord seigniors, the lord seigniors hello and Piko, lived in a palace, round which was a fence of the cane called Malacca, each picket helmed with a skull, of which there were fifty, one to each cane Over the door was the blended arhty houses of hello and Piko: a Clavicle crossed over an Ulna