she arter, the obedience of the risen sun, (see other oriel) shall give to one he’s just thrilling and she’s stire she’d squeam. The threelegged man and his troad of thirstuns, so nefarious, from his maggias. Ajid an odd time she’d cook him up to you. Saying whiches, see his hairy legs; by stealth of a tumass equinous (we were prepared for the two Cur- chies and the Noal Sharks and the katey’s came and the creepers and the con, mv stavekirks wove