shourter and cut the pinter off his pourer and lay off for their sinns when the King fired Mussolini in the country over and the con, mv stavekirks wove so norcely of peeled wands and attachatouchv floodmud, now all loosebrick and stonefest, freely masoned, arked for covennanters and shinners’ rifuge: descent from above by return with its vomitives for our prepurgatory, hot, Schott.^ till Duddy shut the rush in general. Let us swop hats and excheck a few good old son of Clod, to come or gloria be to thee, thoo art it thoo, that thouest there. The like the nasoes. It is distinctly understouttered that, sense