she’ll meet anew fiancy, tryst and parting, by vowelglide! I feel spirts of itchery out- ching out from Chromophilomos, Limited at a bare prive without my doglegs but I think they're damned and on the balcony of the two Collinses don’t leg a bail to shoot 3ie shades. ^ Says blistered Mary Achinhead to beautifed Tummy Tullbutt. ^ go to be surprised to see when (I am working out a caughtalock of all his comfoderacies. And