. St. Nicholas [serial]. Of course Sir \\ hackitt soon found out he could not play at wot not what doth ail me! quoth he. Just then his ballSailed off and landed in a wood some half a mile away!Gadzooks! I 11 find the thing, he cried, een though it take all day! Well, I must stop. But (you re so keen!) the sequel need I tell-How good Sir Whackitt found the ball—and Lady Kate as well?And as to their betrothal—well, you safely may surmiseThat though Sir Whackitt lost the cup, he surely won a prize!

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