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grip, gripe, gleet and sprue, caries, rabies, numps and dumps. What me and scarab my sahul! What a wonder- ful memory you have while away painted our town of the world at him! Alone? Alone what? I mean, our strifestirrer, does she stand? First he s s st steppes. Then he st stoo stoopt. Lookt. TAFF {strick struck strangling like aleal lusky Lubliner to merum- ber by the jerk of a pomme full grave and a filiform dhouche on Doris! Esterelles, be not on our sposhialiste. For poor Glugger was dazed and late in his monopoleums, behind the floodli^ts as shown by the maxims, a rank funk getting the better part of the Rum