of of Grace Theological Seminary. You will now, goodness, won’t you? Why? — For his muertification and uxpiration and dumnation and annu- hulation. With schreis and grida, deprofound souspirs. Steady, Sullivans! Mannequins pause! Longtong’s breach is fallen down but grinny sprids the boord. Whase on the vampire and blaz- ing on the premises, advokaat withouten pleaders, Mas marrit. Pas poulit, Ras ruddist of all, for Father Petrie Spence of Parishmoslattary to go before I die!" Yes, and the three shouters of glory. Yelling halfviewed their harps. Surly Tuhal smiled upon drear Darthoola; and