Nevertheless, at last he secured one; but hardly had he read three lines by its light, when out it went.

Again and again this occurred.

And thus he forever went halting and stumbling through his studies, and plunging through his quagmires after a glim." At this ridiculous tale, one of our silliest paddlers burst into uncontrollable mirth.

Offended at which breach of decorum, Media sharply rebuked him.
But he protested he could not help laughing.
Again Media was about to reprimand him, when Babbalanja begged leave to interfere.
"My lord, he is not to blame.

Mark how earnestly he struggles to suppress his mirth; but he can not.