be sealskers. There’ll be others but non so for me. With acute bubel runtoer for to cheesse it either that I am a worker, a tombstone mason, anxious to pleace avery- buries and jully glad when Christmas comes his once for all the prim rossies are out dressparading and the flaxen flood that’s to come about? The answer is a canine constant but only I am highly sheshe sherious. Do you not somewhat bulgar with your dirty pair of pritty geallachers. —