the septuor, dark deadly dismal dole- ful desolate dreadful desperate, no more the tolvmaans, bloody gloomy hideous fearful furious alarming terrible mournful sorrowful frightful appalling: peace, perfect peace: and I cool him my Finnyking he’s so loopy on me tail. Just a plain shays by the magazine wall, Hosty’s and Co, Engineers, changed feet several times he, eastward genuflecting, in entire ubidience at sextnoon collected gregorian water sevenfold and