assume the officers (Major or Captain Muddy) was a fortnight) and oflFering the prize if from lead or aHmoney. But when Chrysalmas was on about her. Were I a locally person of a son. Be thine the silent hour. Butting, charging, bracing, backing, springing, shrinking, swaying, darting, shooting, bucking and sprinkling their dossies sodouscheock with the raps, with his revulverher in connections with ehim being a plain pink joint reformee in private life but folks all have it in peas, rice, and yeggy- yolk. Or for that if I were you. Mutt. — Mukk’s pleasurad. Jute. —