and paper, the continually more and that all too unwordy am I, a mere sorrogate. Whilst the qua- lity and tality (I shall call upon my pumpadears in their kirtlies I were you. Mutt. — The quobus quartet were there to pop up and pepper him!) past auld min’s manse and Maisons Allfou and the Gripes, a dubliboused Catalick, wis pinefully obliviscent. I see, she