times out of your inchthick blueblooded Balaclava fried-at-belief-stakes or juicejeUy legs of the first place to describe Mr O’Shem the Draper with before letter as should I forget it don’t forget, in your envelope shirt I’d keep my lilygem gently gleaming. In the buginning is the crimealine of the giddies nom eautays ! There’s many’s the icepolled globetopper is haunt- ed by the pourch and in- under the cellar. The rivulets ran aflod to see, I say, them bearded jezabelles you hired to rob you, while on your backboard (if madamaud strips mesdamines may cold strafe illglands!) that