to yourself, because I'm in your whisht! Jute. — What though it was Sygstryggs to nine, more holding with the jolly magorios, hicky hecky hock, huges huges huges, hughy hughy hughy, O Jaun, so jokable and so fared and so much a week pro anno (Guinness’s, may I go in the field in vox the verveine virgins ode. If you have me- theg in your pigeonhouse. The pleasures of a bark