bullfrogs, turdy spirits of

    ancient ill unrepentant, trying to

    sing a catcygian lake -- if the alden nymphs will

    pardon t no here

    are frogs the hilarious rules of

    tal tables, their voices have waxed hoarse and

    solemnly grave, mocking at mirt its flavor,

    and become only liquor to distend t

    intoxication never comes to dro, but mere

    saturation and erloggedness and distention.  t aldermanic,

    -leaf, wo his

    drooling c of

    ter, and passes round the

    ejaculation tr-r-r-oonk, tr-r-r--oonk, tr-r-r-oonk! and straightway

    comes over ter from some distant cove the same password

    repeated, y and girto

    of the

    ses ter of ceremonies, isfaction,

    tr-r-r-oonk! and eacurn repeats to t

    distended, leakiest, and flabbiest paunc there be no

    mistake; and til the sun

    disperses t, and only triarc under the

    pond, but vainly belloroonk from time to time, and pausing for

    a reply.

    I am not sure t I ever he sound of cock-crowing from

    my clearing, and I t t it migo keep

    a cockerel for e of

    t is certainly t remarkable of

    any birds, and if turalized  being

    domesticated, it  famous sound in our

    ing of the

    oo fill the pauses

    man added this

    bird to ame stock -- to say noticks.

    to er morning in a wood whese birds abounded,

    tive woods, and rees,

    clear and she

    feeble