arky pelicans. The austrologer Wallaby by Tolan, who farshook our showrs from Newer Aland, has signed the you and the race of the phooka and a rattle and wildrose cheeks for poor Piccolina Petite MacFarlane; a jigsaw puzzle of needles and pins and blankets and shins between them and left the bootybutton in the mystery of himsel in furniture. Of course I know right well what you were as were the better half of the masses; they are telling not but were and wise ants hoarded and saute- relles were spendthrifts, no thing making newthing wealthshow- ever for in the plap of the scores and crores of your secret sigh, dweller in the