The Tobymp or Luciwits

This brilliant little Creature perches up in a gallery and peeps through the ralings and brings out the most wonderfull pennytrating notes. He prettends to be asleep but he is all the wide-awaker really. He has the most lovely head of hair—they say it is some kind of Essence what he has made up himself that makes it come so luxuryous. He rubs it into the members too sometimes but he has such a plessant skilful little way of doing it all round and just touching on the points of their bills that they rather like it I believe