Babbalanja Steps In Between Mohi And Yoomy; And Yoomy Relates A Legend Embarking from Ohonoo, we at length found ourselves gliding by the pleasant shores of Tupia, an islet which according to Braid-Beard had for ages remained uninhabited by man.

Much curiosity being expressed to know more of the isle, Mohi was about to turn over his chronicles, when, with modesty, the minstrel Yoomy interposed; saying, that if my Lord Media permitted, he himself would relate the legend.

From its nature, deeming the same pertaining to his province as poet; though, as yet, it had not been versified.

But he added, that true pearl shells rang musically, though not strung upon a cord.
Upon this presumptuous interference, Mohi looked highly offended; and nervously twitching his beard, uttered something invidious about frippery young poetasters being too full of silly imaginings to tell a plain tale.
Said Yoomy, in reply, adjusting his turban, "Old Mohi, let us not clash.

I honor your calling; but, with submission, your chronicles are more wild than my cantos.