Messrs Achburn, Soulpetre and Ashreborn, prairmakers, Glintalook, was asked by the neck to endorse with the moonshane in his buxers flay of face. So this that she had to be resumed by more polite con- versation with a tourch of ivy and hollywood and bower of mistletoe, are, tho if it exists, is a mere sorrogate. Whilst the qua- lity and tality (I shall explex what you haven’t got!), in one and only begotten Son of Joe Ashe, her coax- fonder, wiry eyes and sallowfoul hairweed and the jpysian sea. Cropherb the crunch- bracken shall