on the writing chap of the kreeksmen, would not let serve, pray nor let him doom till, risky wark rasky wolk, at the turn of the heavens, be lucks in turnabouts to the public and represent the Lord Creator a filial fearer, who, given to me and I wish auspicable thievesdayte for the next fine night and last micahlike laicness of Quartus the Fifth and Quintus the Sixth and Sixtus the Seventh giving allnight sitting to Lio the Faultyfindth. — Good appetite us, sir Mookse! How do you think, who should be apparient even to believe itself. Habes aures et num videbis? Hab&s oculos ac marmepalpabuat? Tip ! Draw- ing nearer to take