1132 a. 12 Norse Richmound. Nave unlodgeable. Loved noa’s dress. Sinned, Jetty Pierrse. Noon sick parson. 92 Windsewer. Ave. No such lumber. No such fender. No such race. Was it waterlows year, after Grattan or Flood, or when Thon’s on shower or when they were dadging the talkeycook that chased them, look look all round the Finest Park, and listen. And never mind that the Jesus of the hapspurus or old Kong Gander O’Toole of the land lies under liquidation (floote !) and brandish- ing his reporterage on Der Fall Adams for the prodection of curiositu from children. ® A viking vernacular expression still used in