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us from memory few years since, since which time it has travelled pretty eXten- sively The least we can do with our old nal.

 "Whe1eas, I, Lord Timothy Dexter, hay ing been truly informed that several auda- cious attocious, nefarious, infamous, intre- pid nigh-walking, garden-violating, imma- ture, peach-stealing rascals, all the spawrs of the devil, and rogues and cubs of satan dofrequently, villainously and burglarously assemble themselves together i'll my gar den, theinn piping, fighting, smearing rogu- eing, duck-egg hunting, with many other shameful md illicit acts, which the modesty of my pen cannot express. This is to give you all notice Deliearians, Capinicarlans, Talamunarians, base born scoundrels, and old rascals, and whatever nation ye may be, return ye my fruit and property or by the Gods by the Heather Gods, 1 swear will send my son Sam to Babylon for blood hounds fercer than tigers, and feeter than the withstand mounted on my noted horse Lily, with my cutting sabre in my hand, VIII Hunt you tnTouSH EuIopej ASld, ALT ca and America, until can enter you in 6 cavern under great tree in Newfoundland where Beelzebub himself can never fine you.

 "Hearl ye tatterdemalions, thieves, vag abonds, k,jawed, herring -gutted, and tun bellied plebeians, that if ye, or any of ye dare set your feet in my house or garden,

 will deliver you to Charon, who will ferry you across the rlver Styx, and deliver vol to the royal arch devil Lucifer, at the place of his internal chaldron, there to be dredget

 with the sulpher of Caucasus, and roasted forever before the ever-burmng crater o Etna. LORD TIMOTHY DEXTER"