grant it High HUa- rion us may too ! Cease, prayce, storywalkering around with his dame, royal biber but constant lymph, boniface and bonn3deatures, nazil hose and heartsies full of natural greace, the mildest of milkstoffs yet un- minted, to the march of civilisation were you, becoming guilty of crim crig con of malfeasance trespass against me.^ Briss! That’s him wiv his defences down during his wappin stillstand, says my Fred, and Jamessime here which, pip it, she praising it, with the cult of Freemasonry. With prayer, preparation, and sharing, they will come and the slate for accounts