A MEDLEY.
Under this cloud I walk, Gentlemen; pardon my rude assault. I am a
traveller who, having surveyed most of the terrestrial angles of
this globe, am hither arrived, to peruse this little spot.
—CHRISTMAS ORDINARY.
Under this cloud I walk, Gentlemen; pardon my rude assault. I am a
traveller who, having surveyed most of the terrestrial angles of
this globe, am hither arrived, to peruse this little spot.
—CHRISTMAS ORDINARY.