Welsh Journals

Introductory. 485 n ot enough,) I tell him where to find a capital likeness of myself, by Dustin, 122, Grange Lane, Birkenhead; inten¬ ding, G. R., to tell the consignee (Mr. Virtue, 1, Amen Corner) to catch O. D., alive or dead, and to get and give me his name. This I forgot to do, sicut meus est mos. So O. D. carries off O. P. in triumph, but very handsomely sends me his photogram, which excites universal admi¬ ration [accendit quare cupiam magis], accompanied by some more funny lines; still preserving the impenetrable arcanum, and dating "Queer Street, near the Fleet Prison." Of course, O. P. is sold again, still he invites his Public to share the laugh against him. But, hark ye me! O. P. has not done with O. D. yet; and if he thinks the multitu¬ dinous wilderness of London will screen him from detec¬ tion, he never was more mistaken in his life. O. P. has tracked a young flounder to his lurking-place at the bot¬ tom of sea water, and once in Nightingale Valley spied and captured a rabbit at the top of a (pollard) oak ! O. P. caught a Pholas in the very act of burrowing, and a crab stealing retrogradatim out of his shell !! O. P., when a very little boy, discovered the material of wasp's nests, by hearing one nibbling a gate-post!!! O. P. spied a Gobie at the moment of escaping from the egg ; and was for years the sole incubator to the Beroid family, and wet nurse to the Natica !!!! O. P. does not hesitate to assert—sed quid plura ? And who, pray, is Devinez— who, I should be glad to know, is dear " O. D." forsooth, that he should flatter himself I can not fish him out of his habitat ? He reminds me of the futile precaution of that skinny little lad who was found by his mother, after an anxious search, skulking behind the spit ! Need I say what that indignant parent did to the little wretch ? a><? u7ro\otro k(u aXkos, ort? roiavra ye pe£oi !