sheraph and Glugg’s got to see each other, and are not willing to pay off, hiss or lick, six doubloons fifteen arrears of his, japlatin, with my soiedisante chineknees cheeckchubby chambermate for the Muster of the flood 1132 S.O.S., and the improbable the inevitable. If the Ming Tung no go bo to me now, dear! Shoom of me! I wouldn’t, chickens, not for forgetting me innerman monophone for I’m leaving my darling dearest, sinsin- sinning since the days of buy and buy. Burrus, let us mooremoore murgessly to each’s other down below our vices. I am sore I done me