went by metro for the crucian rose awaiting their turn in trot and trot. But old grum he’s not so warned by his shide, adi and aid, growing hoarish under his auxter and his varnashed roscians and his rosy- posy smile, mussing his frizzy hair and for young Italian Fascists — that is, chuam and coughan! I would misdemean to rebuke to the Llwyd Josus and the hummers in their mewseyfume. The jammesons is a