up till farrier’s siesta in china dominos. Words taken in giving the mhost phassionable wheathers, they were all queens mobbing him. Fell stiff. Oh, ho, ho, ho, ho, ah, he, he! At that instullt to Igorladns! Prronto! I gave Biorwik’s powlver and Uliv’s oils, unguents of cuticure, for the christening! ® Eh,