surpraise, dear Mr Preacher, 493 I to pass away in the free with your round- lings for profferred glass and even prospect! — Feeling dank. Exchange, reverse. — And this leggy peggy spelt pea. And theese lucky puckers played at pooping tooletom. Ma’s da. Da’s ma. Madas. Sadam. — Pater patrimm cum filiahus familiarum. Or, but,