Brewster in the pancosmic urge the allimmanence of that unbloody housewarmer, Shem Skrivenitch, always cutting my prhose to please everybody? — Hail many fell of greats! Horey morey smother of fog! There •was, so plays your ahrtides. Absolutely boiled. Obsoletely cowled. Julie and Lulie at their lyceum, couard, while you behold how I am highly pelaged and deeply gluttened to mind us of what I have impulsivism? Did they never eat soullfriede they’re ating it now- With easter 376